Little Taotie saw Ghost being swept into the Horse-Faced Bell by the big tail and sighed a breath of relief.
She reluctantly dealt with questions from the reporters, none of which were really related to the lottery. After painstakingly answering questions about Big Stomach King, the lottery-related questions finally came.
"Could you tell us why only two million is left for insurance, and the rest is donated?"
"It seems it wasn't donated under your own name."
"Can you share with us why you made this choice?"
Little Taotie picked up the largest microphone among the pile.
The media whose microphone was taken was thrilled, scanning the crowd smugly.
The other reporters gritted their teeth, secretly vowing to bring the company's most robust microphone next time.
