บท 1682: Start the guidance

Yuan Zhou had just hung up the phone when he heard someone greeting him good evening again at the door.

"Good evening, boss Yuan," The person who came was the antique store owner, Zong mo.

Zong mo still had that unkempt appearance, wearing a brown short-sleeved shirt, a pair of loose shorts, and a pair of flip-flops on his feet. His hair was slightly long and curled, hanging down on his shoulders.

He didn't look very energetic, but his complexion was very good. His eyes were bright, and he raised a hand to greet them at the door.

"Good evening, boss Zong." Yuan Zhou also nodded his head and replied.

"Woof!" A crisp dog bark was heard. From the sound, one could tell that it was the voice of Zong Mo's purebred Husky.

This was because its voice was filled with panic. It was obvious that meaty was here.