Special Assistant Yi was stunned by this sentence for a long time.
However, being extremely professional, he still responded immediately.
"Okay, Second Master."
Lu Huaiyu hung up the phone.
Special Assistant Yi sat at his desk and reflected on what he had just heard. The expression on his face was complicated as he started doubting life.
Was the domestic economic situation really that bad that even Second Master Lu had to work so hard to earn money to support his family?!
...
Box Number 12.
Zhong Haoqi looked at the cyan-colored horse on the field, feeling eager to give it a try.
He said to his assistant who was standing behind him, "Go and ask the bidding price of Number 9."
Previously, he had not thought highly of this horse, but he had not expected it to be able to get first place.
This time, there would definitely be an increase in the price of the horse.
