The response, though sounding somewhat comical, was delivered with unwavering conviction when it came from Hong Du.
After saying this, Hong Du's voice weakened, and with an almost pleading tone, he spoke to He Lei, "Director He, I only have tens of thousands now. When the bomb exploded, my leg was crushed by a boulder that fell, and I want to get proper treatment for my legs. Could I possibly..."
He Lei hung up the phone directly.
If Bana Distillery were still around, He Lei might have considered helping Hong Du for old times' sake.
But now, not only did Hong Du lose Bana Distillery, but he also had no use to anyone.
He was not willing to spend even a little money on a crippled man.
After hanging up the phone, the office fell into sudden silence.
The self-assured expression on He Lei's face vanished, and Lu Xing, with a grave look, advised, "Director He, Wang Ye is very skillful."
