The wad of money was thick, clearly not a small amount. An Hui knew that once he took it, it would last him for a while.
But what would happen when the money ran out?
The man in front of him seemed truly wealthy. Maybe he wasn't lying, perhaps he could really help.
"I'll go with you." An Hui grabbed the wad of money and stuffed it into his pocket. "I trust you."
Hou Zicheng smiled, "Get in the car!"
The car stopped in front of a small villa. Hou Zicheng got out and led An Hui inside.
As he stepped through the door, An Hui felt like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.
The life here was completely unfamiliar and new to him.
For the first time, he understood what truly wealthy people live like.
"Take a seat." Hou Zicheng opened the liquor cabinet and took out a bottle of red wine. "Try it, I brought it back from Hong Kong."
Two glasses of crimson liquid were placed in front of them. As he held the cold stem of the glass, he felt his blood boiling.
