Yang Jiahui seems to read his mind and say that there is actually no market. It’s really bad, so he will switch to something else and come back when it’s good.
Besides, the stock market is a marathon. Zhang Jun looked at the beauty around him and couldn’t help but admire her. After a while, the bell rang from Yang Jiahui’s small bag. She called and said it was my mother’s words. What did our mother say? Take advantage of and hate Yang Jiahui took the […]