After Fatty Wang led Qin Feng and the others to find a parking spot, they all got out of the car together.
Qin Feng looked at the Land Rover curiously and asked, "Whose car is this? It's new, right?"
Fatty Wang raised the car keys in his hand and chuckled, "Of course, it's our car. You guys are flying around in the sky all day long; who's got the mind to buy this kind of thing!"
Qin Feng smiled, "Not bad, you've upgraded from a shotgun to a cannon. You've made quite a bit these past months, haven't you?"
Fatty Wang smiled, "Thanks to Lin Xia the boss's good fortune, just a modest amount, only two or three million!"
Qin Feng laughed at that and immediately said, "Two or three million and still modest? You've really become a rich man now. All in favor of Fatty Wang treating, raise your hand to vote!"
Yan Danfeng was the first to raise his hand, joking, "I agree. No wonder this guy's got a belly full of fat; turns out he's a local tycoon."
"We agree too!"
