Zhou Mingye: " I asked my colleague to draw it. He said that he would send it over soon after it's done! "
" Remember, tell your colleague. Ten million, ten million, ten million ... "
Zhou Mingye: " Understood. This is someone I trust very much! "
"You seem to be a little worried?" he asked when he saw the Spicy Strip frowning.
"I'm worried that they won't be able to resist the sugar-coated bullets!"
"You're worried that Old Du will give them women!"
The Spicy Strip curled its lips and said, " I've already given it to them. It's just that the two of them pretended to be drunk tonight and didn't give them a chance. But tomorrow, the day after tomorrow ... " It's hard to say. This Old Du is quite scheming and wants to stall for time. We can't let him succeed. We have to close this deal as soon as possible."
"Yes, as soon as possible!" Zhou Mingye nodded.
