The next night, Fletcher Fu called Zander Zhou and asked him to go to the bar.
When Zander Zhou was led into the box by the waiter, Fletcher Fu was the only one in the room. He had drank a lot and the table was in a mess.
They hadn't seen each other for nearly two months. Zhou Yi looked at Fletcher Fu's gloomy and unpredictable face coldly, not understanding what he was up to.
Originally, Zhou Yi Han had no plan to keep the appointment, but after all, they had known each other for many years and had once been good brothers and good friends.
Zander Zhou waved his hand to fan away the pungent smell of alcohol. His patience was limited. "If you have something to say, please say it quickly. I'm very busy recently."
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