Chapter Ninety-Three: The Past Is Like Smoke
"No problem, let's just buy more from Brother Feilong in the future." I said with a smile.
"Okay, as long as the ball you push has a high winning rate, it's better to earn the intermediary fee for whom, it's better to earn it for Feilong!" One of the chiefs joked.
Wyvern was smiling and chatting with the guys, while I watched the game from the sidelines.
In the end, I found two balls to string together and handed them to these officers.
However, these people don't have much money to buy balls, in the words of Feilong, it doesn't matter if these people's money is earned or not, as for what wins 10% of the ball, they won't want it at all, they should give it to them, and they will be much safer in the future.
There were four or five chiefs here, and a group of people combined to buy 500,000 yuan, and I only pushed the ball
Chapter 93 of "The Years I Was a Trader" The past is like smoke is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,
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