"You..."
Wu Yangming had wanted to curse Yi Chenguang for his lack of loyalty, but he hadn't recovered from his previous bout of anger and didn't dare to flare up again, so he forcefully suppressed the rage in his heart.
"Old Wu, it's fine. After all, 2.2 billion is not a small amount. I'll give you time, you can pay it back slowly!"
Wen Yonglin thought about it, and he still couldn't push Wu Yangming too hard. If he drove him to his death, who would pay back the money? As for Wu Jianzhong, that incapable fool, it was simply impossible.
Since he had decided to be the good guy, he might as well do it right; thus, he patted Wu Yangming on the shoulder and said.
"We've been friends for so many years. I'll still give you some face. Let's forget about the change; just give me 20 billion, and that will be fine!"
The guests were immediately stunned, just now Wu Yangming was talking big and mocking old Wen, not expecting Wen to be so generous and just waive 2 billion.
