He had already prepared it before he came. He took out the card and said in front of everyone, "There's five million in this card. Please accept it."
Old Master Jiang was no longer smiling. He looked at him coldly and had no intention of reaching out to receive it. "Does the Zhou family think we lack this bit of money?"
When he heard this news, it was as if a hot stove had been stuffed into his chest. He couldn't wait to buy a plane ticket to Rao City.
Seeing that Zhou Hengfeng still dared to give him money, it would be strange if he had a good expression!
"Take the money back. I, Jiang Weishang, am not at the level of selling my granddaughter!"
