Ye Zimo was thinking. Suddenly, the car was suddenly stopped. He shook his eyes and looked at Lin Dahui questioningly.

"There seems to be something ahead." Lin Dahui said that several cars had stopped in front of him.

A group of people were gathered there. Lin Dahui lowered the window and heard a man with a loud voice shouting, "What are you going to sell you for? You fucking think nightclubs are places to hang chastity archways for you?

"No, no, manager, listen to me." The voice of a woman's prayer, with a crying voice.

"Go and see!" Ye Zimo instructed Lin Dahui.

"Yes, Mr. Ye!"

...

Xia Yihan returned...