Bab 102: 102 Chicken Killer!

Unit, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand…

Ten thousand, hundred thousand, million, and then…

Xia Xing counted twice and both times, he dared not count past ten million.

Why is there so much money in his account?

This card was given to Little Tiangao to use, but not only did it not decrease by a cent, it actually grew by so much?

Could these extra funds be the earnings from that event he attended in Jiangzhou?

Unless the head of Jiangzhou TV Station has some dirty little thoughts about him!

How could that be?

Xia Xing even laughed at himself.

But a second later, unable to think of any other reason, he still turned around and sneaked a phone call to the club's owner to probe about the situation in Jiangzhou.

The result he got was that the owner had been married for fifteen years, with two children, and had a blissful marriage as well as a reputation for integrity and uprightness.