He Yuanyuan's Idiotic Nickname

"F*ck, the person above, you really dare to say that? Do you think fighter jets are easy to see? Can't you be more realistic?"

"Brother Mask said it himself. I'm not asking him to put the stars in the sky, so this request isn't too much, right?"

"I can consider that." Lin Yi said.

"The most advanced model definitely won't be possible since they are kept a secret, but the ordinary models won't be a problem."

"F*ck, Brother Mask, you even agreed to this?"

"Not to mention the most advanced ones, even if you bring us to the most ordinary one, I'll kneel down and call you Daddy."

"Get your knees ready."

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoyu called.

"Brother Lin, are you sure you're not joking? You actually want to take them to see a fighter jet?"

"Isn't it just a fighter jet? It's normal, right? It's not even the most advanced model."

"But it's not something that can be done with money."

"Who said I'm just rich?"