"I will never believe in what you say! Listen carefully! My account number is 666…" Wayson told Chen Xiaobei his account number and looked at him in a taunting manner.
"Wayson, why are you taking him seriously? The sun will rise from the north side if a stupid asshole like him has eight billion in his bank account!"
Ding!
Right after Wei Shenjing finished talking, Wayson's cell phone buzzed.
"The transaction is complete! You have ten seconds to verify the transaction! After that, please get the hell out from my shop!"
Initially, Chen Xiaobei did not have so much money in his bank account. However, he had managed to win eight billion USD from unlucky bastard named Pikaka during the mission to rescue Lin Xiang and Xiangyu. So now he could use the money to land a cold hard slap on those that looked down and laughed at him.
"How… How is this even possible?"
