"I... holy shit!" Wang Ling carefully examined the check, ensuring that it was genuine and could be cashed at the bank. He couldn't help but blurt out a curse.
Damn, people only talked about 10 million, and you just whipped out a billion to give to a beggar, can we still play happily together?
If Ding Yuxi weren't right there, Wang Ling even thought about turning into a beggar himself—this was a billion we're talking about!
"Where am I supposed to find a beggar at this hour of the night?" Wang Ling's face was filled with bitterness, being friends with someone like Zhang Menglong who casually throws money around really tests one's mental endurance.
"That's true!" Jiangnan City now is in no way inferior to first-tier cities in terms of development momentum; probably for the sake of the city's aesthetic, you can hardly find any beggars or homeless people anymore.
