Song Jiankang's hand trembled, and he almost dropped his phone on the ground.
His eyes nearly shot out flames of anger, but he had to keep holding back his fury and nodded forcefully, "Right, absolutely right! Doctor Shen couldn't be more correct. How could I possibly give you just five hundred thousand!"
"Definitely... definitely need to give more!"
"Reward... rewards!!"
He sent seven hundred thousand, veins popping on his forehead, fury at its peak, grinding his teeth in rage!
You little bastard, just you wait!
I will never let you off!
Once you've cured my disease down there, I'll make you cough up a hundred times more. No one has ever dared to extort money out of me, Song Jiankang.
Due to Shen Zhou's messing around, Song Jiankang completely lost interest in playing golf.
Back in a living room, he stared at Shen Zhou, his smile more like a sneer, "Doctor Shen, we've had a pleasant time together and gotten to know each other a bit. Now, let's get to the main issue."
