"I've been waiting for your words." Zhao Ergou imitated the characters in martial arts novels, clasped his fists, smiled and patted his belly, "I have five hundred yuan, and I will give it to you when I come to buy her." "

Song Zhiwen asked strangely, "You didn't say you wanted to do business with us?"

Zhao Ergou nodded and said confidently, "Yes, didn't the negotiation just come to an end?"

"Marrying Song Zhiwei is what you call a deal?" Song Zhiwen's voice ...