This time, Wolfgang had confirmed that Ye Feng was the man who bet a hundred million dollars on Shangshu.
Many of the beauties present looked at Ye Feng with burning gazes.
Ye Feng smiled. "You're also an outstanding young man."
"If there's a chance, let's have a drink together." Wolfgang smiled back.
Then, he took out a name card from his pocket and handed it to Ye Feng. "My contact information is on this."
"You're welcome to drink with me anytime."
"Haha, I know exactly where the best wine and the best models are in the entire Fog City."
"..."
"Bah!" Millie was obviously a little nervous when she heard this. She quickly came over and pushed Wolfgang away. "A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory!"
"Do you think my uncle is like you?"
"He doesn't like those messy things."
Wolfgang took the opportunity to back down. "Hahahaha, I was just joking. Don't be so nervous."
