Jiang Chengye, having spoken, slumped to the ground like a deflated ball; his life may have been spared, but all of his properties and assets were finished.
Chu Yang said indifferently, "Wenhan, you'll handle Jiang Chengye's matter."
Song Wenhao nodded, "Okay!"
"Boss Jiang has been in the real estate business for so many years, and he surely has considerable assets and ample funds."
"This will have a positive impact on the development of the county's education."
"I will personally take charge of this matter and will not fail Boss Jiang's good intentions."
Song Wenhao's words were like a series of knives, stabbing straight into Jiang Chengye's heart.
Despite Jiang Chengye's extreme reluctance, he knew well what was more important between money and life.
Besides, with Song Wenhao personally taking matters into his own hands, Jiang Chengye didn't dare to play any tricks, unless he wished to die.
