Not long after Luo Wudi, Luo Yaowu, and Luo Wencai, the father and his two sons, had left, nearly everyone at the scene had departed, including Zhao Furui and his group.
Chen Wei had them carry two hundred million in cash and return to Jinshan the same way they came, with a tip of one hundred thousand per person, so that if he needed their services again, they would be even more willing to bend over backward for him with fewer complaints.
To Chen Wei, one hundred thousand was trivial, but if it could buy him goodwill, it was a worthwhile and valuable investment.
"Didn't expect even a figure like Luo Wudi wouldn't be able to do anything to you. You really are something," Qi Yulu approached Chen Wei, her expression full of surprise.
"You..." Not having had the chance to take a good look earlier, it was now, upon having the chance, that Chen Wei recognized Qi Yulu.
"Why are you dressed like this?" he asked, puzzled.