"What do you mean, 'just a bottle of wine'? This wine is older than you, and the entire world probably doesn't have more than ten thousand bottles! Do you understand its value?" Zhang Tianxiang roared.
In an instant, Xu Donglin's heart could be said to have reached the peak of frustration. Just now, he had been holding his own against a crowd, with at least Zhang Tianxiang on his side.
And now, what do you know, Zhang Tianxiang actually switched sides to Chen Wei and his group, helping them gang up against him and berating him.
Xu Donglin felt extremely wronged in his heart, even starting to regret why he had taken on this job in the first place—it was thankless and exhausting!
"That's why I said, poverty limits the imagination of people like you. What would you say if I told you this watch is nearly a million—worth nine hundred and eighty thousand? A fake? A knockoff?"
