The next morning, a shiny black Bentley drove towards the dusty building in the special area. Then the car stopped steadily, and Ashton Zhou got out holding Finley Little in his arms.
Boss Zhou wears a motorcycle leather jacket, sunglasses, and long legs. He carries the Hollywood blockbuster Micron and BGM wherever he stands. What's different from usual is that today he is carrying a few shopping bags in one hand and a child in the other, about five or six years old, wrapped entirely in Ashton Zhou's shirt, and wearing a pair of adult sunglasses on his exposed little face. , because the frame is too big and can only be hung diagonally on the face, as if there is a risk of falling off at any time.
Countless speculations about Korean dramas scheduled for eight o'clock flashed through the minds of the two guards at the door, and their eyes suddenly lit up with gossip: "Boss Zhou, this child is yours..."
Ashton Zhou said solemnly: "Call the leader of the fourth team."
The guard almost stared out of the window when he saw the fourth team leader looking back blankly behind his sunglasses, tilted his head and said innocently: "...Huh?"
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