At the Jasmine Club, Zhao Bin looked at Zhou Mei in front of him. Ten minutes had passed since he came in. Zhou Mei had not spoken, and even Qin Wen on the other side remained silent.

"Boss, can we say anything? I'm passive when you do that."

Zhao Bin broke his silence, and he had other things to deal with. He didn't spend so much time with Zhou Mei here to stare at her.

"Zhao Bin, you are really good. You should have caused me such a great disaster!"

Zhou Mei finally opened her mouth, took out a stack of newspapers and threw them on the table, her eyes...