"Sister baicen, have all notices been cancelled?" Zong Xia pursed his lips and asked for help.

Bai Cen heard the loss in Zongxia's tone, and sighed softly: "Xia Xia, it's so noisy in the closest time. Almost everyone is resisting your work. The cooperator is worried that the cooperation will not benefit, so..."

these news are all in heizongxia. The originally popular Rouge embroidery is inexplicably devalued. Those who cooperate to see this situation dare not ask her to take advertisements.

Zong Xia hung up the phone, threw his mobile phone on the sofa at will, and looked at the people's street through the glass window. He felt helpless.

this...