In the end, the five sons couldn't keep calm.
"My dad is about to be discharged, didn't you say that the money would be given to my dad when he was discharged?" Asking for money in return for saving a life, with such a sense of entitlement, is probably one of a kind in the world.
Liu Hong sneered.
"We brought the money, but it's for the old man, not you. What's the meaning of you all surrounding us?"
She tapped the bag on the eldest brother's back with her hand.
Liu Zhiguo said nothing and unzipped the bag, clearly displaying 100,000 yuan inside.
They had withdrawn this money from the bank this morning.
The five men saw the 100,000 yuan, and their eyes were glued to it, unable to look away.
Chen Qidong immediately smiled.
His smile was more affectionate than if he had seen his own father.
"Since you brought the money, then there's no need to trouble you. You can give it to me, and I'll hold it for my dad."
Such shamelessness knows no bounds.
