He knew that these paupers couldn't possibly not love money.
"How about I give you a million? With today's lifestyle economy, isn't this money enough for you to never worry about food and drink for the rest of your life?"
"Is the son of the grand Chairman Jing only worth a million?"
This so-called pauper in Jing Dezhen's mouth, Jing Che spent a hundred million to redeem him. Is his Jing Che only worth this much?
"Don't push your luck. How much do you want then?"
"How about exchanging your entire Jing Corporation?" Ji Junxue said calmly.
"You…" Jing Dezhen was so angry he gritted his teeth and splashed the water in front of him towards Ji Junxue.
Ji Junxue tilted his body to the side, avoiding the water Jing Dezhen splashed.
He shifted himself to avoid the wet part of the sofa and changed his seat.
"Jing Che, you heard that? This brat is only after your money, with bad intentions. He's just like his sister!"
Jing Dezhen roared angrily.
