"Cut it out. Return the money." Fatty couldn't be bothered with his situation. He had met many scumbags who could produce a book of excuses.
Cao Yun was just about to say something when Fatty continued pulling him into the Eight Immortals Restaurant.
Cao Yun said hurriedly, "I'll return it. Now, alright?"
It did not take long before Cao Yun went upstairs with a bitter look as though his mother had died.
And Fatty sat in the passenger seat as he looked smilingly at the 2.36 million transaction on his phone. He could not even wipe away the grin on his face.
"Fatty, where do we go now?" Zhun was also happy. Cao Yun had also owed him a hundred thousand yuan, something he thought was gone, but who knew that he would receive it again for some baffling reason. He felt like he was in a dream and reeling in excitement!
"Where? Just find a spot and sleep on the roads!" Fatty said with a chuckle.
