C370 Door-to-door accounting

The Youlan Hotel had a private room.

"Wu Dong, what did you call me here for?"

Chen Wu chose a seat furthest from Wu Dong and sat down.

There were four people standing behind him. One of them was Zhang Kun, and the other three were his bodyguards.

Wu Dong sat on the chair, his eyes glowing with a sinister light, a cold smile hanging on his lips