Meng can now regarded Yun Xiangxiang as the god of wealth. He only knew Yun Xiangxiang for less than a month, and the turnover was more than a year for him, not to mention the prize money from the competition.
"What about me? I'll give it to you too?"Zhao guibi took the opportunity to take advantage.
Meng Can's face changed, and he begged for mercy. "Director Zhao, don't joke. I'm running a small business."
The three children didn't know anything about horses. They just picked randomly. It was his bad luck to pick the expensive one. It could also be considered as returning Yun Xiangxiang a favor.
Zhao Guibi was someone who knew horses. His eyes were sharp and sharp. He couldn't help but stretch out his fingers and take away his most expensive one.
"Who are you kidding? You're running a small business. You're the stingy man."Zhao guibi snorted. "Bring me to pick horses!"
