Just as Chen Fei bent down to pick up the stack of money, almost everyone present froze for a moment before a mocking expression appeared on their faces. One of them even laughed and said, "Not bad, kid. You're pretty quick at picking up money, aren't you? Have you been itching to try picking up such a large sum? That's 10,000 yuan! Hahaha!"
At that, the crowd erupted into boisterous laughter. Even Young Master Liu Yuanding himself sneered. Head held high, he swept a glance at Chen Qun, whose face had turned rather grim, and said with a smirk, "Keep the money safe, and keep your mouth shut. Brother Weig is right. Bad luck this year might just turn into good luck next year, right? Hahaha!"
