"Boy, this means one in a million!" Commander Lu clarified.
10,000 yuan plus 1 yuan meant one in a million! Lu Beixiao was noticeably happier now. Apparently, this old man was quite kind, but he still said quietly, "My wifey cannot be picked even with a million candidates!"
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Brother Xiao, that was too much! She was already so embarrassed! Ye Qiao's little face was flushed red.
After they sat down, Lu Beixiao looked towards Du Jun, who had been quiet most of the time.
"Du Jun, don't you have to give something to your niece-in-law?"
This man even wanted to get something from his uncle! Did he not know that she already got 13% of his uncle's share a year ago?!
The evil uncle took out a cheque from his wallet; even though he did not have much money these days, he had never been stingy to his nephew.