Chapter 442 Courtyard in the City

"Really?"

"I donated it."

Chen Fan walked around the small yard for a while, and finally came to the Eight Immortals Table in the main room and sat down. Seeing that Zhang Wenliang was still looking dull, he could not help sighing, "This money is hot to hold. It's better to turn it in."

Although Chen Fan obviously can't swim and has a fierce son who has plunged into the Yangtze River, it is almost impossible to come back, but this money is really too hot to take!

He sat safely on the other side, lit a cigarette, and said, "Xiao Chen is right. Holding a large sum of money in his hand is like holding money for children in the busy market. I don't know how many people are jealous.

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