Mr. Ma's words struck a chord in Shen Qiang's heart. Zhang Liwei had spent 1.2 million on a glass bead last time and had been out of sight ever since. Coming to the auction this time, he probably planned to buy another item.
If he intended to continue using money to embarrass Xin Xiaoting, Shen Qiang would definitely not be polite to him.
Having made up his mind, Shen Qiang sat down to eat wontons with Xin Xiaoting. It was the breakfast rush hour, and Mr. Ma and his group, having no other space, asked the lady boss for stools and squeezed next to Shen Qiang and Xin Xiaoting to eat.
This made Shen Qiang want to laugh.
After all, compared to him, they were the real bosses, the real moneyed people.
But when he took a bite of the wonton.
Shen Qiang's eyes immediately lit up.
The skin was thin, the bite was firm, the filling was generous, and the broth was delicious.
