"Xiaodong!" Chu Xianling called out softly to Song Xiaodong, a bit worried, clutching Song Xiaodong's arm even tighter.
"It's fine, I'm not spending my own money." Song Xiaodong whispered in Chu Xianling's ear.
The host brought up many accountants, who checked for a long time.
Secretary Xu, frightened, hurriedly called Han Yang.
"Deputy Mayor Han, something's wrong..."
"What happened now, what's wrong again..." Han Yang knew things weren't good as soon as he heard Secretary Xu's words.
"Song Xiaodong and Zhang Dongfang are at it, bidding on a piece of porcelain, competing to see who's richer. Song Xiaodong pulled out a card, maxed out the card reader, and after five minutes, the accountants couldn't calculate how much Song Xiaodong was bidding."
"What's he doing, is he crazy? Got money to burn? Intentionally stealing the spotlight from our Overseas Chinese?"
"Exactly, he's doing it on purpose. Deputy Mayor Han, did we offend him somehow?" Secretary Xu asked.
