'Thunk,' Tianlan almost toppled backward off her chair.
She pressed her hands on the table, exaggeratedly asking: "How much? A few million?"
Fang Hong glanced at his character panel, pretending to be very 'neutral,' even acting 'nonchalant,' and nodded. "To be precise, it's over seven million."
Actually, he was secretly delighted to the point of soaring in his heart; this was a huge amount of money, even more than the Seven Seas Travel Group had earned since its founding.
Doesn't this show how capable he is as a captain?
Beside him, Hilveld only bowed her head and chuckled secretly — all of this was probably seen by her as the captain's childish pride.
But Tianlan didn't care about that, curiously reaching out to cover his forehead: "Brother Ade, are you daydreaming or what."
Fang Hong blocked her hand: "What daydream, this is real."
Tianlan chuckled three times.
Fang Hong always felt that this little brat gave no face to him as the captain; this is truly intolerable.
