When Monica saw Zhao Bin, Zhao Bin was wearing a gray suit and pants, with short hair and a small beard. He looked very handsome and felt a little uncle.

"How are you?" Monica asked uncertainly.

"Sure, otherwise?" Zhao Bin drew a little bit on his body, then moved a little, indicating that there was no problem at all.

"Congratulations, you're not going to call me out today..." Monica didn't dare to say what was behind her. She was afraid that Zhao Bin would really pick it up.

"I'm going to treat your boss again. There will never be any accidents this time." Zhao Bin looked at Monica. If it...