48 Hours a Day

“This is my bid tonight.” Zhang Heng said.

“We will ask someone to appraise it and help you keep it properly.” The female employee wearing a cheongsam respectfully said, wrapping [White Horse Crown] carefully with a piece of silk, “Please come with me. Guests have arrived.”

“Oh, can I go to the bathroom first, the raw food I ate before feels a bit bad for my stomach.”

“Of course, please here.”

The female employee wearing a cheongsam took Zhang Heng to the men’s bathroom, and Zhang Heng also walked in impatiently. He looked really anxious, so he picked the compartment closest to the door and shouted. Roaring in, he ran into a man who looked like a Flou customer.