Ouyang Feng was so angry that he directly hung up the phone and immediately sent a group chat video to Dong Yu and Hua Ji!
"Dong Yu, Hua Zi! Let's go and feast on the rich!"
"Huh? Feast on what rich?" Dong Yu and Hua Ji were both utterly baffled!
"You guys don't know yet? That little bastard Zhang Fan made money!"
"Huh? Made money? What kind of money did he make!"
"A hundred billion!" Ouyang Feng said fiercely!
"Damn, the one who made a hundred billion is him?" Dong Yu and Hua Ji were both stunned!
"Yeah, and he's the one who hit Ye Qing!"
"Damn, I knew it, who else in the entire Capital City could be so crazy, turns out it was him. Let's go, we must eat! Get some Cuban cigars and Lafite ready!" Hua Ji said, grinding his teeth!
Ouyang Feng laughed coldly, "He invited us to Ye Jingtian's house!"
