The three wealthy young masters rubbed their eyes carefully, and the three hundred million looked correct, though it was beyond their expectations. Damn it, it's not thirty million or three million, but a full three hundred million.
In real life, most people won't see so much money.
Li Fei looked at Zhang Jun and asked, "Zhang Wangcai, my money's in place. What about yours?"
The other party replied impatiently, "What's the rush? Mine will arrive in full. Doesn't it take some time?"
"Alright, I'll wait." Li Fei then said to Liu Jiawei, "Young Master Liu, you haven't forgotten our bet, have you?"
"Wha... What bet?" At this moment, Liu Jiawei's face couldn't look more unpleasant.
He had never anticipated that Li Fei would be able to prepare such a huge amount of money in such a short time, which was why he had boasted that if Li Fei could prepare two hundred million yuan, he would kneel down and call him 'grandpa,' and even lick his shoes clean, and vice versa.
