Governor of Southwest Town, Nie Yuntian, Poison
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"What? You want my No. 3 car? For him?"
Qi Lianshan's eyes widened again. What did Long Zhiming mean?
"That's right. Why? Scared?" Long Zhiming, however, smiled and asked calmly, looking confident but also goading.
"Afraid? Why would I be afraid? Let's bet!"
Hearing Long Zhiming's words, Qi Lianshan immediately agreed.
They did the bet.
Wasn't it just a No. 3 car? Long Zhiming, that idiot, actually did not want his position. Wouldn't that be even better?
"Deputy Governor Yue, you guys can be witnesses." Long Zhiming did not look worried at all. He was full of confidence in Li Hao and said to Yue Qianshan and the others.
Then, she looked at Li Hao and smiled at him. She even gave him an inexplicable look.
"Little brother, it's up to you!"
Li Hao was speechless. This guy must have done it on purpose.
This guy was really confident in himself.
In fact, Long Zhiming had his own reasons for making this bet.