Inside the bar.
Qin Xiuchen was discussing business with a foreigner.
"Happy cooperation." After signing the agreement, the foreigner spoke in unskilled Chinese, showing his sincerity.
Qin Xiuchen also got up and extended his right hand, smiling slightly. "Happy cooperation."
The foreigner asked him to continue playing, but he had to kindly decline.
He still had to film tomorrow.
"Let's go." He straightened the collar of his white shirt, his figure tall and slender, looking extremely handsome. Under the dim light of the bar, his whole body became more and more out of place with this glitz.
Xu Yu skillfully helped him block the 23rd woman who came to strike up a conversation with him.
The two were about to go out.
Suddenly, there was a sudden riot at the back.
More than a dozen black-clothed bodyguards took out their weapons and moved among the crowd, and a gunshot could even be heard faintly.