"What's the matter?" Zhou Mei pointed to the poster at the door and looked at Qin Wen.

Qin Wen smiled bitterly and explained, "Yesterday Zhao Bin asked Zhao Li to make such a poster in order to attract guests."

"Chinese Americans? Excellent craftsmanship? Massage? Zhou Mei looked at the words on the poster, some of them were crying and laughing, but she had to admire Zhao Bin's brain and come up with such a move.

"Do I need someone to tear it off?" Qin Wen looked at Zhou Mei, with a trace of discontent on her face. She thought Zhao Bin was just a farce, and Zhao Li cooperated with...