Just ten meters away from the door, Wang Zhensheng walked for five minutes, his face and neck were full of lipstick marks, his suit was ripped off, and his pants were gone.

Stretching out his hand and nodding Berem McIson, Wang Zhen said with a smile: "Don't do this next time, I'm here to talk to you about business." ”

Berem McIson smiled brightly, understood, stepped up!

Wang Zhen felt that the ideas of these Africans were quite strong

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