Two hundred thirteen This voice is his daughter!_1

At this moment, almost everyone's attention was drawn to the Rolls-Royce.

"Wow! Is that little gold statue for real?"

It was their first time seeing a car with gold on its hood, how much must that car cost!

"It looks like gold!" The speaker was Chief Ma, who had already walked over and started feeling the little gold statue.

"Goodness, that little figure must weigh dozens of grams."

No one knew that the little gold statue alone was worth hundreds of thousands; it was definitely not priced by the gram.

Uncle Guang didn't explain, just smiled.

"It's getting late, let's go," Wu Shuhui said to Ji Pianran.

Ji Pianran nodded her head, looking apologetically at everyone, "Sorry, we still have things to do, so we'll be leaving first."

"Yeah, come to our house for dinner some other time," Gu Chen also smiled at everyone.

After saying that, Gu Chen placed the items he brought in the trunk, and the group of four set off while carrying Tangtang.