Zhang Xiaohua took a deep breath and said, "I've decided to take all your money pouches to let you all taste the feeling of being robbed too!"
Upon hearing that, everyone was dumbfounded. Why not just ask for compensation directly instead of giving so many reasons?
Naturally, Brother Fan didn't dare to say anything and quickly urged his subordinates to take out their not-so-full money pouches and hand them to Zhang Xiaohua. Zhang Xiaohua didn't disdain them, accepting each one and casually putting it into his pocket.
In the end, Brother Fan carefully handed over his slightly full money pouch. Zhang Xiaohua weighed it up and down and said, "It's not that heavy, your business must not be very good."
Brother Fan chuckled and said, "Young Master is joking, it's just a small business, only enough to satisfy one's mood, not to become wealthy."
Zhang Xiaohua grinned and said, "Are you sure there's nothing else in your pocket?"
