Will You Really Give Me Money?

The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Tong in bewilderment.

"Actually, it's not easy for you to get to where you are today. You even dared to commit murder and arson. I have to say that you really have the guts to do it. Therefore, you should cherish the wealth and social status that you have today more, don't you think so?"

"Then, give me a number," the middle-aged man said. Things that could be solved with money were not a problem. Although he knew that Jiang Tong would ask for a lot of money, he couldn't do anything about it. He didn't accurately respond to the things that Jiang Tong said because he knew that Jiang Tong was on the phone with someone. If he said it, he would be admitting to his wrongdoings and it would become evidence. Therefore, he understood that he couldn't say it. He still had this kind of wisdom.

"How much do you think I want?" Jiang Tong asked the middle-aged man with a faint smile.