Downstairs, Chen Wangfu cautiously surveyed his surroundings before approaching the green garbage bin and tossing in the bag containing two hundred thousand Renminbi.
Soon after, Chen Wangfu quickly returned to his Buick, parked around the corner.
"Old Chen! Are we really just going to leave that two hundred thousand there and not bother about it?"
Zhang Lizhen, who had always been vain and greedy for money, was fixated on the garbage bin. Who could have imagined that such an ordinary trash can would conceal two hundred thousand Renminbi in cash!
"Tian Ju said to leave the money and go! Don't fuss about the rest. It's just right now. I'll take you and the kid to your parent's home. It's not even eleven yet, we'll definitely get there before noon," Chen Wangfu answered.
"That won't do! Old Chen, what if someone unrelated takes the money, like a scavenger? If the person Director Tian has arranged can't get the money, in the end, won't you be blamed for pocketing it?"
