"Brother Qin, what are you two whispering about? Making this lonely man quite envious," Zhang Wanqing teased as he saw Qin Yang and Long Meiqing talking closely.
"Haha, nothing much. Mr. Zhang, have you placed your bet?" Qin Yang asked.
"I placed a million on the Indian python, I'm rooting for this big black python. Brother Qin, are you going to bet?" Zhang Wanqing said.
"Then I'll bet a million on the Bengal tiger. If it wins, I'll make over a hundred thousand in pure profit," Qin Yang thought for a moment, then said with a smile, placing a million-dollar bet on the machine.
"Haha, it looks like we'll see whose luck is better, my brother," Zhang Wanqing laughed heartily.
"Those who haven't bet yet, please place your bets quickly."
Xiaoxi puffed out her ample chest, glanced around at the crowd, and said.
