C440 The Face of a Capitalist

Yuen Bingyang's hand was still hanging in the air. The excitement on his face slowly turned into bitterness.

A bottle of Coke cost one million. Ye Luo really dared to say that. And he actually had the nerve to say that he was one of them. A discount of 995,000? Was his own people worth 5,000?

"Ye, Ye, isn't this a little too expensive?" The corner of Yuen Bingyang's mouth twitched