Jiang Che looked at the warehouse full of salt. The warehouse lights were very bright, and at this moment, it seemed like all the light fell on the word "salt".
Due to Ding Ning's request, Xiong Jie took this matter very seriously.
He specifically found a warehouse to store the items requested by Ning, which would certainly make the Lord very happy.
"How is it?" Xiong Jie looked at Jiang Che, with an expression ready to be praised.
Jiang Che nodded heavily after a moment of silence, "Very well done."
"When Ning gets back from over there, remember to come to my house for dinner." He patted Xiong Jie on the shoulder, said no more, and turned to leave.
Xiong Jie was stunned on the spot after hearing Jiang Che's words, and it took him a moment to come back to his senses.
Watching Jiang Che's distant back, he clenched his fist excitedly.
Going to his house for dinner!
