Uncle Guo had lived for a good part of his life and had never seen so much money. He immediately nodded his head. Even if counting the money would cause his hands to cramp, he was willing. As for Guo Xiaoyan, although her face was filled with smiles, there was still a hint of jealousy.
"Xiao Fei, we're selling like hotcakes. Why are you dragging me away?" Ye Xiao Fei was also in high spirits, sitting on the sofa, and after pouring himself a glass of water and drinking it, he frowned and said.
"Wu Cong's problem has been handled. How are you going to deal with Gao Yongle?" Xie Yiduo felt inexplicably angry when she thought of the Gao Family father and son's faces.
Hearing this, Ye Xiaofei's face also turned ashen. He had never been this angry before, but some things couldn't just be solved with fists.
"If you have money, what are you most afraid of?" Ye Xiaofei pondered for a moment before speaking.
