"Indeed."
Liu Gaoze didn't argue,
"Mr. Ma, rest assured, I will take care of the medical expenses for the two young masters."
"Good, that's a prompt decision."
Ma Benyue clapped his hands and said, "Then please, Director Liu, write the check."
"Okay."
Liu Gaoze didn't refuse because he didn't want to offend the An Family. If money could solve the problem, then money it would be: "May I know how much? I think one million should be more than enough, right?"
"One million?"
Ma Benyue sneered, "Does Director Liu think I, Ma Benyue, am a beggar? At least one hundred million."
"One hundred million?"
Liu Gaoze also sneered after hearing this, "It seems Mr. Ma thinks I, Liu Gaoze, am an easy target."
"Heh, shouldn't one pay compensation after injuring someone?"
Ma Benyue asserted, "Both of my sons were hospitalized by your people. If this were to get out, it would be a vendetta to the death. I ask for one hundred million in medical compensation, and that's not at all expensive."
