"..."
Chen An was taken aback for a moment, "What?"
"Young Master Jue brought a Ghost sports car, delivered it this morning, and he said you are responsible for signing the receipt," the staff respectfully handed the receipt over, "Including maintenance and beautification, the total is 18.22 million. Young Master Jue is a gold member, so we waived the 220,000 as a courtesy from our shop..."
"..."
Chen An felt faint and nearly collapsed.
Did he think peeling a grape could get him a sports car?!
"Young Master An?" a staff member nearby reminded him.
Chen An nodded and took the receipt, "Give me the pen."
"Okay."
......
Inside Flame Hall.
Luo Xiao also saw the news on television.
He stood before the large screen, a frown creasing his brow. What's Mo Nanjue playing at, is he crazy?
Mo Beiyan walked in from outside, taking off his coat, "What are you looking at?"
