Zhang Guoan and his family said sarcastically.

Zhang Chongba sighed and said, "Wash your hands and eat, don't talk big anymore."

Anyway, he had expected the result, and from the beginning he never thought that Lin Bufan could win.

Zhang Xiuyue and Lin Zhengdong looked depressed and lowered their heads to eat.

Lin Bufan walked to the dining table with a smile and said to Zhang Xiuyue: "Mom, we will go to the terrace house to clean tomorrow, open the window for air, so as not to be covered in dust when we move in."

"Lin Bufan, are you crazy? You lost the game and want to live in a terrace house." Zhang Yuhuang stood up and pointed at Lin Bufan and scolded.

"Lost?" Lin Bufan smiled, "Can I lose to you?"

"What? How many pieces of porcelain did you sell? How much is the net profit?"

"I sold 50 pieces, with a net profit of more than 5 million yuan." Lin Bufan said lightly.

"More than 5 million? Why don't you say 50 million? A madman can only brag." Zhang Yuhuang said with a sneer.

More than 5 million yuan, a piece of porcelain is 50 yuan. You tell me that you sold it for more than 5 million yuan and only bought 50 pieces. Wouldn’t it cost 100,000 yuan per piece? Which sucker would spend 100,000 yuan to buy a modern porcelain product?

Lin Bufan took the bank card in front of Zhang Chongba, "There is 5.1 million in this card, you can check it."

Zhang Chongba checked the balance according to the password given by Lin Bufan.

The text message was sent quickly, with a balance of 5.1 million.

Zhang Chongba's old face was stiff and his mouth wide opened...
Chapter completed!