Ginger Mingzhu complained in a pitiful voice, "Here we go again, putting on pants and not recognizing people.",After the meeting, Mingzhu's mind was a jumble. She went downstairs to buy a cup of coffee at the company.,"As for Zhou Li, with that black face and bad temper of his, if he didn't have money or connections, who would even look at him He'd probably end up as a duck."。