Although Zheng Yueyang hysterically cursed the taxi driver, he still accidentally laughed and said: "Yes... yes... otherwise, Zhang Shen and I are very close.
"Yes! The two of us truly have a deep affinity." Zhang Dadan followed his words and laughed.
Seeing that Zheng Yueyang did not refute, he couldn't help feeling a bit lucky, as if he didn't remember hating himself, which was really good.
During the conversation, a few people arrived at a small room on the second floor of the Zui Hotel under the guidance of a waiter.
Wu Weenxiong came to the compartment but did not sit down. Instead, he boldly and modestly said to me, "Mr. Zhang, please take a seat..."
"Nowhere... nowhere... let's all sit down together." Although Zhang Dadan wanted to beat Zheng Yueyang's pole, he was not good enough to raise a big figure in front of an elderly man in his seventies.
