As soon as they thought of the ninety million, everyone's eyes were fixed on the lottery ticket in Luo Bing's hand. That piece of paper, it's ninety million, money that an ordinary employee couldn't earn in several lifetimes.
"Struck it rich, ah~ Luo Bing, you struck it rich, this... this is the second prize, my god, ninety million yuan, that's enough for a car, right!"
"Can't you stop being so materialistic?" Luo Bing glared fiercely at Han Li. The thirty-fifth number ball hadn't rolled out yet, and Luo Bing's heart was still hanging. If Xiao Tianyu lost, what would be the use of ninety million?
Hearing this, Han Li seemed to realize her faux pas and said, her beautiful eyes twinkling, "Sorry, Luo Bing!"
"It's okay!" Luo Bing shook her head, her beautiful eyes looking at Xiao Tianyu. However, Xiao Tianyu still stood proudly, like a statue, with no ripple in his eyes. Even to the last moment of the outcome, he didn't seem interested.
