"Sir, I've swiped the card."
The beauty consultant swiped 9.8 million on the P machine, then looked up at Chen Ye: "Sir, please confirm if it's 9.8 million."
"Wait a minute!"
Chen Yexi smiled, suddenly stopped shouting, and circled in front of Liu Yan'an and Liu Xie for a moment, then slowly said: "Don't swipe the card first, I think the amount is wrong!"
Suddenly, a flash of light crossed his mind, as if he understood something. He then slapped his thigh, revealing a smug smile full of pride:
"Your kid can't possibly have no money to swipe with. I just want to say, how could you poor students have 9.8 million? Oh, tell me the amount, and I can reward you a few hundred dollars, but don't brag in front of Great Leader's son!"
Liu Xie's words finally settled Liu Yan'an's heart. She breathed a sigh of relief and silently cursed in her heart.
