The person in charge just now showed a polite smile when he saw Lin Yiming.

"Well, Lao Zhao, did you make a fortune tonight?"

Lin Yiming nodded and asked.

"Haha, thanks to Master Lin's blessing, he really made a lot of money by breaking out such a dark horse as Basong... However, if you can't compare with Master Lin, we are just making some money."

The person in charge said with a smile.

"Where is Basong?"

Lin Yiming asked.

"He was injured, and went to the back... If he was not injured, I would have to let him play ten games."

The person in charge smiled when he thought about the money he earned tonight.

"Old Zhao, I'll take this guy from Basong, I'll take it away later."

Lin Yiming said nothing nonsense.

"Take it away? Master Lin, what does it mean?"

The person in charge was stunned.

"I admire him very much. Tell me the price... In addition to Basong, there are also Wolverines."

Lin Yiming lit a cigarette and said.

"This... Master Lin, you can finally kill a dark horse and take it away. Isn't that good?"

The person in charge is reluctant to let it go.

"Stop talking nonsense, just offer the price, can you lose money?"

Lin Yiming frowned.

"Why, don't you give me face?"

"No, no, how dare I not give you Mr. Lin's face... Mainly, he is a free man. This is the first time he has been on stage tonight and has not signed a contract yet."

The person in charge smiled bitterly.
Chapter completed!