"Yes, what's the matter?"
Connor McDonald looked at the afro with disdain and asked calmly.
"You're quite arrogant, kid. You actually used money to slap my wife's face!"
Brother Zill shouted and pointed at Connor's nose. "You're rich, aren't you?"
"Not bad, richer than you!"
Connor nodded expressionlessly.
"You... you're richer than me?"
After hearing Connor's words, Brother Zill with the afro burst out laughing. He then turned to the girl beside him and asked, "Baby, did you hear what this kid said just now? He actually said he's richer than me! Hahaha…"
"He really doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Look at how poor he is. He probably has to spend a month's salary to come to a Michelin restaurant, and he still dares to say that he's richer than my husband."
The coquettish woman added sarcastically.
"Hahaha…"