"One hundred billion!"
Yin Xiangli stated a figure.
On the other end of the phone, Ma Jixiong fell silent.
"Xiangli, are you joking with your brother Ma? One hundred billion? Do you think I'm a bank? Where would I get that much cash?"
The sum of one hundred billion was indeed too enormous, even for Ma Jixiong, who couldn't produce that much cash. The most he could gather in liquid assets was around ten billion, the rest being fixed assets.
Yin Xiangli said, "Brother Ma, I know you have great skills, please think of a way to help me, I really need this money."
Ma Jixiong sneered, "Xiangli, you know how your brother Ma feels about you. Before, when your brother Ma sought you out, you always turned him down. Now that you're in trouble, you come to seek your brother Ma's help. Who will mend the heart your brother Ma once hurt?"
Yin Xiangli was well aware of what Ma Jixiong wanted. Ma Jixiong had long coveted her beauty, and Yin Xiangli had always kept him at a respectful distance.
