Taking the warehouse

At this moment, a refrigerated truck drove from the wharf towards the warehouse. Its rear had a large black spot, like an ominous void. And when viewed from the side, this black spot seemed to extend directly across the sea, connecting to an unknown point beyond the horizon.,As a man dismissed by the emperor, Fang Hongjian was only thirty-five years old when he died of despair. For his funeral, his only son, Fang Xing, truly filial, even sold their main house to make it a respectable affair.,The original owner here, despite having beef and soup every day for three years, even occasionally with ginseng soup, finally followed his father today. This has made things cheaper for Fang Xing who came from the port of New York.。