Stone Fighting Conference

Looking at the phone Wang Chao took out, both Duan Wuya and Han Fei looked unhappy, but under everyone's witness, they still gave the money to Wang Chao.

They are all big shots, customers of the bank, and the daily transfer limit can be used freely, and the bank will not manage too much.

Soon, Wang Chao received the remittance information. Looking at the tens of millions of yuan added to his account, he was also satisfied and said lightly, "If there is such a good thing in the future, please be sure to contact me."

"I'm happy to bet with you again!"

This kind of stone fighting competition is like child's play to him, who has perspective eyes.

"Wang Chao, you are amazing this time. I am no match for you. I admit defeat and we will meet again!"

Han Fei snorted coldly, staring fiercely at Wang Chao, and then left with a flick of his sleeve.

"Wang Chao, we will meet soon."