"A true man of his word, alright then, give me that paper!" Ye Xiao immediately said with a smile.
The chubby guy was quite diligent and handed over a pen and a sheet of white paper from the side.
Ye Xiao promptly picked up the pen and quickly wrote a string of numbers on the white paper.
When the chubby guy saw the numbers Ye Xiao wrote, he was momentarily stunned and said, "Is this the Medical Association's bank account number?"
At this moment, upon hearing the chubby guy's words, everyone present was quite surprised. It was clear that Wang Zhonglin had lost to Ye Xiao, but Ye Xiao had written the Medical Association's number.
Just then, Ye Ziyan walked over, looked at the chubby guy, and said, "Donating this money to the Medical Association counts as a good deed on your behalf. You should thank my brother."
