By then, Qinghe was naturally at the scene as well, only hidden from view. Otherwise, how could the two of them swim underwater so leisurely for such a long time with all that heavy money.
Squatting down, Qinghe rifled through this bag and that, nodding continuously to express her satisfaction.
Zhao Wen and his companion couldn't help but smile as they watched the girl's eyes gleam with enthusiasm for the money. Only at times like this could one feel she was just an ordinary sixteen-year-old girl, visibly excited by something she liked.
They had already checked the money. Just to be safe, they destroyed the boxes and used some bags instead, and those people had indeed tampered with the boxes. But the money inside was intact, probably because they were afraid of inspection.
After satisfying her curiosity with the money, Qinghe remembered something and asked, "Uncle Zhao, how's the company doing? We need a legitimate channel to move this money."
