Lin Zhiyun happily picked a beautiful crystal brooch from the boss' counter. The price of this brooch in the mall was about five hundred and ninety-nine yuan, or six hundred yuan. Therefore, it was the same as Yang Ming winning six hundred yuan using ten yuan.
"What else do you want?" Yang Ming weighed the darts in his hand and asked Lin Zhiyun.
"!" The boss of the darts booth had cold sweat dripping down. As expected, this guy is a bad*ss. He simply let his girlfriend choose something!
"The air humidifier is very good. I want it!" Lin Zhiyun saw Yang Ming being so powerful, so she simply pointed to the prize for the eight darts.
"Okay! But what if I shake my hand and get ten darts?" Yang Ming joked.
"Then I can only have one more crystal!" Lin Zhiyun smiled happily.
