C181 You Don't Sell Me a Billion

"Ding! Ding!"

Lee Mo's phone rang with two notifications. He opened it and saw that a sum of 150 million and 50 million had been transferred to his account!

"Hu!"

In the crowd, Tang Jingsheng let out a long breath. His clothes were stuck to his back. It was very sticky and uncomfortable. His pale face immediately recovered a lot. Luckily, Lee Mo was not an ancient martial artist