Hearing Ye Luo's words, Zhang Daqian only felt an urge to vomit blood. Damn, two billion US dollars, wasn't that nearly a trillion yuan?
If that wasn't a lot, then what was? Besides, this was what he had worked for over a decade to accumulate.
However, Zhang Daqian dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction on his face. Looking at Ye Luo with a troubled expression, he said,
"Young Master Ye, although I have that much in assets, I can only come up with a maximum of fifty billion US dollars in cash. The rest is tied up in real estate and some funds overseas that are difficult to retrieve."
"I don't care. I must see two hundred billion US dollars within an hour, otherwise I don't know what will become of the two of you."
Ye Luo snorted coldly, causing Zhang Daqian's complexion to turn pale as he was filled with urgency.
