The guest and the boss chatted for a few words, and soon sold the bottle of mallet under the boss's three-inch tongue. The two parties paid and signed the contract.,Lowering his head to look at his somewhat thin frame, Yang Bo felt a wave of hesitation wash over him.,As soon as Guo Pi arrived at the store, he scolded, "What's going on today Why are you so late Don't you know time is life You're wasting my life, do you understand"。