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.,Yang Bo took out his own fried rice and picked up a pair of chopsticks. Suddenly, he thought of a question: where did the glass beads go。