C908 Zhang Family and Zhang Bin

"Then what do you want?"

Han Weiwei shouted in anger.

"It's very simple. Just accompany me for a few drinks and we can chat."

Du Chunfeng suddenly felt that it was somewhat funny. Such a crappy reason was something that this man could think of. Although the leather shoes on his feet were extremely shiny, they were definitely not made from Cuban crocodile skin.

"I'm sorry