Zhou Yu said indifferently,
"Believe it or not, it's up to you, but I'll only say this one more time, either compensate, or I'll send you on your way right now!"
Feeling the murderous intent emanating from Zhou Yu's body, Fang Jianming couldn't help but shiver.
He had a feeling that once he refused to compensate, Zhou Yu would definitely kill him on the spot.
He was afraid.
"I... I'll compensate!"
Fang Jianming stammered.
As the Family Head of the Fang Family, this was the most humiliated he had ever been.
"Good, one billion yuan, tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock, transferred to Lin's Group account on time."
Zhou Yu said indifferently.
Fang Jianming bowed his head, his eyes full of hatred.
"I understand! I'll transfer the money on time," he said.
Zhou Yu looked down at Fang Jianming, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
"I know you hate me, I'll give you a chance to seek revenge."
Fang Jianming's eye twitched, as he looked at Zhou Yu and squeezed out a smile.
