Infelite almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, "What do you mean 'as long as the money is here, anyone can come'?"
He, Infelite, had even borrowed from loan sharks to gather the billion dollars, just to meet Zhang Menglong, begging for his forgiveness.
"Since the gift has arrived, I won't keep Mr. Infelite any longer. I thank you on behalf of my girlfriend!" Having said that, Zhang Menglong turned and made a move to leave.
"Snap!" Infelite fell to his knees, "Mr. Zhang, please let me go! If you don't call off that 'Worker's Fund Foundation' today, I'll end up in jail for treason!"
"Is it that serious?" Zhang Menglong exaggeratedly exclaimed, "But what does it have to do with me?"
