C1709 Zhao Lin Again

The box that Zhang Xingyun and the others were singing in wasn't very quiet. Every few minutes, there would be someone knocking on the door.

They were all dressed beautifully, with snow-white skin visible in front of them. As soon as they opened the door, they asked if they needed to find someone to sing with.

Since Zhao Dabao and the others had no money, they could only reject them one by one