"President Lan, are you sure you can afford our remuneration?" Leng Ruoxue suddenly looked at Lan Ming doubtfully. She really couldn't imagine that Lan Ming could be rich after seeing the inhumane treatment he was receiving!
"Damn girl, the one thing I have the most of is money," Lan Ming growled angrily. He admitted that he had always been suppressed by Wu Gong, but the assets of the Mystic Association Headquarters were beyond Wu Gong's control. Even his master couldn't control the wealth of the headquarters because the headquarters' assets and the headquarters were managed separately. Moreover, the manager of the headquarters' assets had always been a mystery in the headquarters!
"Oh! Then I'm relieved." Leng Ruoxue looked relieved.
"Hurry up and work!" Lan Ming stared at Leng Ruoxue and urged.
"Okay, go and do your work quickly! I want to tour this place first," Leng Ruoxue said with a light smile.