Chen Mu handed over the list in his hand.
Lan Feng's heart rate started to race when she took the list and looked it over carefully. Trying to keep her excitement in check, she probed a little, "These are all high-grade materials! I'm afraid they can only be used by high-grade card masters. Is it possible that Mr. Chen is a high-grade card master?
Is it possible that this guy is really a fat cat?
No wonder Lan Feng was so agitated. The high-grade card masters in Eastern Shang-Wei City could be counted on one's fingers. And what's more, in the whole club, only the president had that designation. Even the director was only a mid-grade card master.
