Faced with such rogue hawkers, Wang Xiaolan was helpless and wanted to rely on the people. But people around see the vendors and their partners in a fierce manner, all choose to look on coldly.

"I'm sorry for you, my wife!" The old man looked up to heaven and sighed with tears.

Without $20,000, he was sentenced to death for his wife.

"What's going on?" Zhao Tiezhu knew that he would die if he did not appear again.

"Zhao Zong, why are you here?" Wang Xiaolan did not expect to meet Zhao Tiezhu here.

"General Zhao? Today, let alone the General Manager, it's no use if the Prime Minister comes!...