While the female guests were performing.
Chen Xi stood at the edge of the court, grinning as he chatted with Butler.
Only after the song ended did they follow the crowd onto the court, take the basketballs handed out by the staff, and begin warming up with shots.
A group of towering players worth hundreds of millions each gathered on the two halves of the court, chatting as they shot around.
The scene was, in its own way, a little surreal.
"You're telling me you only drove the Urus I gave you three times, then left it at home to collect dust?"
<You gave me a car and I let my wife drive it? You really let your wife drive the car I gave you?>
Butler took another three-pointer. It clanged off the rim, and he turned to look at Chen.
"Come on, you can't blame me. I like the thing, but our schedule lately, plus all my personal commitments, has been packed. I just haven't had time. What can I do?"
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"...You really are a busy man. Whatever. It's your car now, so do what you want with it. If you hadn't brought it up, I'd have forgotten about it anyway."
"Hahahaha, a bet's a bet. That's what I like about you."
Chen Xi dribbled, went between his legs twice, then smoothly let the ball fly. It went in cleanly.
"What should we bet on next time? A Rolls-Royce? I like the Cullinan."
"Get lost."
You can't have anything else of mine tomorrow~~
JB took another ball from a staff member, dribbled once toward Chen Xi, then bumped into him.
After shoving him away, JB slowly rose into a jump shot.
Dang~~
Still no good.
It seemed Butler's shooting touch wasn't exactly on tonight.
Meanwhile,