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Yang Qing spoke with a tone that brooked no argument.
As if, in her eyes, Jiang Xu taking out ten billion was as easy as taking out ten yuan.
If it weren't for Jiang Xu still considering some etiquette and morality, he would have already cursed.
The smile on his face also disappeared as he said, "Grandma, although my company is quite large, there are also many places where the money needs to go.
I definitely can't produce ten billion, at most, I can give my cousin five million."
There was something Jiang Xu did not say out loud.
That five million was to sever all future familial ties with his uncle, aunt, and cousin.
"Five million, are you trying to brush off a beggar?" Jiang Yang slammed the table, clearly displeased, "I'm your brother, and you're being so stingy with me. You really have no vision at all."
"Exactly, exactly," Liu Cuilan joined in, "Jiang Xu, you're so rich anyway, there's no need to be so stingy."
