After a few footsteps, a middle-aged man rushed in. When he saw Fang Xing sitting by the bed, tears streamed down his face.,"How come the ice here hasn't melted yet" Fang Xing felt very surprised, and then went to another warehouse. This one stored rice, and it was Thai fragrant rice.,"This can't be an illusion, can it" Fang Xing bit down on the anchor again without hesitation.。