Huo Jing inquired over the phone.
On the other end, Hua Mi chuckled softly.
"I'm going out for a walk to clear my head. Ah, the weather is just right."
As soon as she finished speaking, a bolt of lightning swept overhead, tearing through the thick black clouds, and the rain began to fall even more heavily.
People around were trembling.
"It's snowing particles."
Hua Mi looked up and saw fine snowflakes hitting the tip of her nose. It was thundering and snowflakes falling at the same time.
What is God planning to do?
She sighed and continued searching for Liu Shengyuan.
As for what she promised Gong Yi... she couldn't remember what she promised!
The garrison in Xiangcheng has already identified several similar color transit stations.
Each transit station had a dozen or so beautiful young women locked up, guarded by several street thugs.
This kind of well-organized division of labor is already considered quite rigorous.
These women will not solicit customers on the outskirts of Xiangcheng; they will definitely be transported to a unified location.
At that moment, amidst the fine snowflakes, Hua Mi received a call from the contractor.
"Miss Hua, we found a woman soliciting business on the dredging section of the Xiang A Expressway."
Despite the cold weather, the women, dressed in sexy yet thin clothing, came to the construction site in twos and threes, posing seductively at the workers clearing the highway.
Everyone here is full of youthful vigor, and Hua Mi's team has plenty of supplies.
With just a few dozen yuan and two or three pieces of fruit, one can easily create some color, and many people are eager to try it.
This severely impacted the project's progress.
Our "playing with colors" is just about playing with paints and painting; what are you thinking?
(End of this chapter)
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