Xiaoye was immediately angry and left. He also packed up his things and left without seeing the group of people five hundred meters away from him.

"Uncle Li, I've already touched it."

Xiaoye walked over briskly, got close and whispered into the ear of the middle-aged man named Uncle Li: "...This is the situation."

Uncle Li nodded, "Well done."

A burly man next to him said, "Three to five thousand is worth a shot. Uncle Li, let me cut him."

"You?" Xiaoye glanced up and down at the person, "Just you, bring the food."

"Who are you talking to? Big or small. Do you have the right to interrupt me when I'm talking to Uncle Li?"

Xiaoye suddenly stood up.

"That's enough, are there any rules?"

"Second brother, please open your horizons and don't always hold on to the small gains in front of you."

"What is the most expensive thing in the 21st century is talent!"
Chapter completed!