C1817 Wu Huan's Trouble

Zhang Xingyun's strength was so great that one could see the pale color of Wu Huan's salesperson, but she didn't move at all.

"If you want to use this method to earn money, which clubhouse can't? I even have a place that can allow your body to earn 100,000 yuan a day."

Zhang Xingyun's words were very cold, he was really angry.

He had thought of so many reasons