Jiang Qianxue was dumbfounded. Hong Dali was not just averagely rich. This was just too savage? In just one go, nearly 130 million was credited?!
But the people who had followed Hong Dali from Earth were calm—this was considered a lot? Back on Earth…
Aiyaya, if we told you about it you would be shocked to death!
"Hmm, okay. That's not bad." Hong Dali grinned and nodded. "Aiya, I did not expect to earn so much. Anyway, since I have money, I might as well spend it. What should I buy?"
Just as Hong Dali was stressing over ways to spend the money, Jiang Qianxue's communicator suddenly rang. After the call was connected, Jiang Qianxue's face turned serious after exchanging a few words.
Jiang Qianxue turned off the communicator and looked at Hong Dali. She said somberly, "Dali, I'm afraid you have a real problem this time."