Bo Yi furrowed his brows, already very impatient. He managed to suppress his emotions, but his smile had faded, "Is there anything else you need?"
Bo Yan put on a smile, "Thanks for the couple's watches you sent, cousin. I hope we can wear them together for Grandfather's birthday."
Bo Yi was stunned, never having expected Bo Yan to bring this up at such a time, and felt his composure slipping. He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine."
Bo Yan's smile at that moment was particularly sincere, "It's the Patek Philippe New Era model, not expensive, just over eight million. Thank you."
When they participate in variety shows, after working themselves to death for twenty days, they could only earn ten million. After taxes and sharing the cut, getting three million in hand was considered good. By just casually racing once, they could earn eight million without the need to deduct taxes or split the earnings.
He hoped his cousin would do this kind of foolish spending more often.