C1264 Zhao Yang's Invitation

"Young Master Sunn, the money in your card is not enough."

"Ah?"

When they started to settle the bill, Sunn Yuvde handed the card he brought with him to the owner of the arena, waiting for the card to be swiped.

Just now, under Zhao Jiang's watchful eyes, he counted the money in the box that Zhao Yang threw out from his car. After confirming that it was the amount that Zhao Jiang had said