C81 Chou Haitong

Zhou Hui immediately withdrew his hand and stood obediently to the side. Zi Han looked at the door of the private room and saw a thin, middle-aged man, about forty-five years old, tall and straight, with a crew cut, a long face, a resolute face, a hook-nosed man with a mustache, and a cigarette hanging from his mouth. He wore a black suit with a white shirt and a black tie