After exchanging his chips, Chen Yang returned to the elevator entrance.
The three women were still waiting for Chen Yang there.
Upon seeing Chen Yang come over with the exchanged chips, Yang Ruoxi immediately walked up to him.
"Chen Yang, how much did you exchange?"
Yang Ruoxi asked curiously.
Chen Yang held up two plastic chips, about the size of coins, between his fingers and said, "I exchanged ten thousand yuan."
"Ten thousand?"
Yang Ruoxi looked slightly astonished, taking the plastic chips from Chen Yang's hand to examine them closely.
"These two bits of plastic are worth ten thousand?"
Chen Yang nodded: "Yeah, these are worth ten thousand!"
"Wow, that's really expensive, even more exaggerated than the TV shows I watch. In the shows, these things would be worth at most four thousand."
Yang Ruoxi inspected the plastic chips with a face full of curiosity, seeming very intrigued by them.
