"How much is it?"

"I'll give you a discount on 151 packages, 133 packages."

"Two thousand here, let's talk somewhere else?"

"OK."

When the girl saw Zhao Bin's generosity and without any consideration, she nodded her head and agreed.

Zhao Bin stood up, hugged the woman in front of him, and walked towards the outside of the night court, but his eyes were full of coldness.

"Your wine?"

"Not bad money."

"Boss, you are so handsome, just like Mr. Long."

"Is it?"

"Sure."

"Oh, I think it's Qian Shuai?"

"disgusting."

Xiaoquan punched his chest and made Zhao Bin feel sick. Such a woman is a bus. I don't know how...