Chapter 95

　　Daryll was wearing a black suit with a briefcase under his arm, and his beer belly held his clothes stiffly. The Mediterranean Sea on his head was still eye-catching, but his face was much more haggard than a month ago. His eye bags were prominent, his face was black and black. Can\'t hide the exhaustion.

When Joanna saw him, he also saw Joanna, with an awkward smile on his face full of flesh and blood, and nodded in a weird way, and said politely, \"Manager Mo, long time no see.\"

Joanna clenched his fists, restrained his trembling hands, glanced at him indifferently, took Jensen, and lifted his foot into the elevator.

Daryll felt anxious, touched his bald forehead, and walked away griefly.

Jensen looked at his back, eyes deep, until the elevator closed, he turned his head to look at the woman beside him.

She pressed her lips tightly, her small face was as white as a piece of paper, her eyes were dim, and she didn\'t even have a focus. He