Early this morning, Yao Shufen mysteriously summoned Zhang Zicong, who was flirting with the new secretary via QQ. Interrupted, he immediately felt annoyed.
"What do you want?"
Yao Shufen closed the curtains before speaking in a sly whisper, "I've already contacted my cousin. He's agreed to the plan we discussed last time, but he wants a hundred million."
"A hundred million? Is he planning to rob a bank?" scoffed Zhang Zicong with a sneer.
For a few million, plenty of people would rush to eliminate Shu Ya for him, yet Yao Shufen's cousin had the audacity to demand a hundred million right off the bat. That was like a lion opening its mouth wide.
"What do you know? He's a professional. He guarantees a quick and clean job that even the police won't be able to trace back to us. Besides, once we take over the group, money will be abundant, so what's a little extra?"
