Treasure Eye

Yang Bo smiled wryly at his boss, but in his heart he was thinking, fifty thousand yuan, this is fifty thousand yuan! If he had this money, he could get his father hospitalized for treatment first!,Lowering his head to look at his somewhat thin frame, Yang Bo felt a wave of hesitation wash over him.,He looked up at the time. It was already 1 p.m. He was half an hour later than usual, which meant he had been standing there for a full half hour!。