A few minutes later, Huo Bei's call came through, "Sir, the money has been transferred."
"Mm."
Huo Jinnan hung up the call and made one to the old man, "The three million is for the Maserati's price."
As soon as his words ended, he hung up directly.
The old man hadn't even had time to speak when he heard the "beep beep beep" of the busy tone, sitting there with a face full of displeasure!
He had just put the phone down when he received a call from Huo Jinyun, "Grandpa..."
"Enough, stop crying!" The anger the old man had been holding back for days couldn't be contained any longer, and burst out all at once.
Huo Jinyun didn't speak, crying even more pitifully.
The old man just wanted to hang up, "Enough, you brought it on yourself, what's there to cry about!"
Huo Jinyun began to sob, "Grandpa, I've been too embarrassed to go out recently..."
