"You, Zhang Erxiong, also have some good deal? Let's hear it."
Sun San cast a glance at Zhang Erxiong, well aware of his background. He normally took more money off the top than other middlemen, which is why Sun San wasn't particularly fond of him.
But the times had changed, Sun San was in desperate need of money now or else he wouldn't be entertaining the likes of Zhang Erxiong.
"You definitely wouldn't believe it just from my words, you'd better see for yourself."
Having said that, Zhang Erxiong set down the backpack he was carrying on his shoulder, unzipped it, and motioned for Sun San to take a look.
Upon looking inside, Sun San was astonished to find it stuffed with brand-new hundred-dollar bills, neatly stacked in bundles, each bundle amounting to ten thousand.
Silently calculating in his mind, Sun San estimated there to be at least four hundred thousand. Seeing all this cash made him furrow his brows.
"I've said it before, I'm done with hit jobs."
