"Ha-ha, what's wrong? Was it surprising?" Ye Cheng jokingly looked at Yang Wei Dao. In fact, Ye Cheng has no resentment or resentment towards Yang Wei. After all, he didn't lose anything with his racing car, and that made the group of Monday sailors lose face. They were also embarrassed to find themselves racing after that. There were still many troubles left, but one yard at a time, Ye Cheng was tricked by this group. He was also pitted for three million yuan. Although Ye Cheng is rich now, he still regards money as his destiny. Even if he doesn't spit out some money today, he should be good-looking.

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