C707 Three Hundred Million

At first, Ying Zheng did not have much hope, but after hearing Mo Chenyuan's words, his heart started beating faster. He could not help but blurt out, "How much do you have?"

Mo Chenyuan slightly frowned as he stared at Ying Zheng with a serious expression: "Ying Zheng, you lack money? Or is his Zhuo's lacking money? "

Ying Zheng subconsciously lowered his head. Mo Chenyuan was really sharp