Hearing this, Qin Han was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected that Wang Pingchuan, who seemed very unsophisticated, would actually be quite on the ball when it came to handling matters.
"Do we deal with him?" Wang Pingchuan asked again.
Qin Han responded indifferently, "Give me the account number for the Children's Aid Fund in the mountains!"
"Haha, I knew it, you would definitely agree! By the way, do you know how much he charges for a consultation?" Wang Pingchuan asked on the other end of the phone.
Qin Han glanced at the overweight middle-aged man again, then shook his head and said, "I don't know!"
However, this shake of the head meant something entirely different in the eyes of the middle-aged man. He stood there, shivering incessantly and his face turned deathly pale.
Those who were eating looked at the middle-aged man with great puzzlement.