Lin Tian's mouth curved into a slight smile as he picked up the Hundred Dollar Bill without hesitation, and with a faint smile said, "Thanks, Mr. Qian." Then he leisurely strolled back to his seat.
The businessmen were puzzled as to why Lin Tian didn't verify the authenticity of the money but instead expressed gratitude, and upon hearing "thanks," Qian Wanguan's face changed instantly.
"Lin Tian, you..." Qian Wanguan pointed at Lin Tian, unable to speak, his expression like he'd just swallowed a fly, looking extremely unpleasant. Shen Yuankui also reacted instantly, his expression as vivid as Qian Wanguan's.
"Lin Tian, you said this money is fake, but I can't see it," Ou Mengmeng asked curiously.
Lin Tian chuckled and said, "The money is in my hands now; does authenticity still matter?"
"It doesn't matter?" Ou Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "Ah, you got the money, so you won?"
