Any Fish?

 "Officer Zhao…" Yao Jia’s face was completely white as she tugged at the corner of Zhao Yu’s clothes, but Zhao Yu simply ignored it.

He licked his lips as he spoke with Hao Gang. "Boss Hao, you’re so influential, yet you lie? Can you not afford eight-million? If you can’t afford it, then get out!"

 "Hmph!" Hao Gang looked at Zhao Yu coldly, and immediately waved behind him. Someone immediately handed over a check.

 "Do you see, son?" Hao Gang spoke to Hao Jiajun. "The ugliness of the world? Your happiness has to be taken by your own hand, got it? From now on, no matter what, you have to dare to try to take the initiative!" As he spoke, Hao Gang started signing the check.

 "No, no!" Yao Jia yelled in fear. "How could you do this? I…I was sold?"