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... can guarantee you a safe night, however, I have another request…”

But immediately, the new customer interrupted Luo Qiu’s words emotionally: “No, way, you, raising, the price!”

Luo Qiu smiled: “Don’t get me wrong, it’s just my interest. I just want to know what you look like, if it’s possible…but I won’t force you. And it won’t stand in the way of our transaction.”

“Really?”

Luo Qiu nodded.

The customer seemed to consider for long, afterwards, he nodded and said in ...

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