Xue Nuofu hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to use this fifty million to hire an expert to give us a lesson."
"Hehe." Xiao Feng couldn't help but laugh: "Old Xue, your level of making up lies is really not great.
If they were really an expert, would they be moved by a mere fifty million?"
"You!" Xue Nuofu couldn't help but feel a bit of a headache.
In the morning, he wanted fifty million, and the person in front of him acted as if he was cutting his meat. Now he wants fifty million again and uses the word 'mere.' Is this being stingy or generous?
He thought it over and gritted his teeth, saying with certainty, "I promise, this fifty million will be worth every penny!"
"What if it's not worth it?" Xiao Feng remained unmoved and said, "Will you compensate me?"
"I will compensate!"
"What will you use to compensate?"
