Zhou Ziqing sought out Aunt Hong early the next morning to share the good news. "Aunt Hong, what should we do?" she asked.
Aunt Hong calmly took a puff of her cigarette, a hint of irony crossing her icy face. "I didn't expect Qin Muchuan to be so greedy. He even wants twenty million. Should we give him all our money?" she speculated.
Zhou Ziqing spoke softly, "Should we not bother with him then?"
"Absolutely not!" Aunt Hong laughed. "Quite the opposite, we should put him in charge!"
Zhou Ziqing did not question why. She knew why.
"We can use this opportunity to threaten him into working for us!" Aunt Hong proposed sinisterly.
Zhou Ziqing smirked, "Aunt Hong, you always know what to do!"
Aunt Hong stared back, "Indeed. In this way, Muchuan will be further under your control. If he disobeys you, just hand over his criminal evidence to the police. I don't believe he will dare to treat you poorly!"
"Aunt Hong!" Zhou Ziqing cried out playfully.
