Chen Tianlong's words made the boss lose the courage to press the button; he knew the consequences would be severe.
While he was in a daze, a thunderous applause erupted, undoubtedly because Chen Tianlong's third ball landed in the wooden barrel.
"Oops, accidentally got them all in, it's luck, absolutely luck!"
Chen Tianlong won the grand prize and humbly told the crowd with approving looks around him.
After the boss was dumb for a while, he understood and accepted the gambling loss. Today, he was unlucky to encounter Chen Tianlong; there was really no way out. He could only hope not to meet him next time.
"Here, young man, the iPhone is yours, absolutely genuine!"
The boss handed the packaged iPhone to Chen Tianlong with trembling hands, as if cutting off a piece of his heart.
Chen Tianlong was not polite. He took the phone, turned around, and directly gave it to Wu Mengting: "Mengting, this is for you!"
"Wow, thank you, Chen Tianlong."
