Wu Jie barked angrily.
Meng Dacheng, full of hope, was startled.
Under Wu Jie's stern gaze, Meng Dacheng became somewhat fidgety.
"I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone as unashamed as you!"
"Your daughter-in-law is not even in the picture yet, and your grandchild's whereabouts are unknown, yet you have the cheek to fight for two resettlement spots for your daughter-in-law and grandchild. Have you no shame?"
"But... but I..."
Meng Dacheng's lips twitched slightly, and he seemed somewhat embarrassed.
Wu Jie shouted angrily, "But what? You want a resettlement spot without even seeing the people; why don't you claim that your son will marry three wives and four concubines and give you a dozen grandchildren?"
"You've got the nerve to spout such nonsense; you say you're giving me face? Are you bullying me because you think I'm a fool with too much money?"
Grinding his teeth, Meng Dacheng quickly said,
