"Has this kid gone crazy over money? If he has five million, I'll donate five million right now," a young man shouted.
"Damn, I can't stand to watch this anymore. This guy really knows how to put on a show."
"Hehehe, boy, you've got quite an attitude. I really want to see how you're going to pull out five million," Yi Bing said coldly.
Even Weng Shuang turned pale.
Five million, even for her, was all her savings, amounting to just over five million.
Unless she asked her family for money.
Immediately, Weng Shuang pulled out her phone.
"Weng Yufeng, come to Yunlong International Mall, seventh floor, right now," she said.
Zhang Fan didn't even glance at Yi Bing but urged her on.
"What are you waiting for, swipe the card."
The girl was terrified by the huge amount Zhang Fan mentioned.
That's five million, my God!
"Sir, please enter your password," the girl said.
Zhang Fan's fingers flew, and he quickly entered the password.
"Beep, beep, beep!"
