In the nightclub, the neon lights were constantly flashing. The ambiguous pink lights seemed to be releasing the physical and mental passion of men and women, dazzling people and creating an illusion of the opposite sex.
"Young master Zhou, young master Zhou." At this time, a woman saw Zhou Yun Cheng and came over.
Zhou Yuncheng's handsome brows furrowed. Looking at this scene, he subconsciously dodged.
"I'm sorry, I'm not free. " As he spoke, he walked forward and sat on the sofa.
He had come to discuss business tonight, but he didn't expect to be surrounded by these women. His business partner walked up and said,""Young master Zhou, it seems like you're quite lucky with women."
"What are you saying? I don't have the Fortune to enjoy these. " Zhou Yuncheng said, pushing away all these women.
