Zhang Yajun, who wore a white casual suit and black sunglasses, opened the car door and got off from the back seat.
Zhang Yajun, who came from a model family, had the ability to be arrogant as a man. Not only did he have a handsome face that was as sharp as a knife, but he also had a 1.9m tall body. Due to the long period of training, the body was in a perfect inverted triangular position, revealing a thin figure while taking off the clothes. Even without the support of her Heavenly King status, she would still be a beautiful scenery no matter where she went. The kind that could make a crazy little girl scream for an autograph.
"Master Zhang is here!"
"Master Zhang is so handsome."
"Master Zhang, today you brought us delicious food again"
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"?" Zhang Yajun nodded politely and smiled at everyone who greeted him. Some of them even greeted him with their names.