"Do you have any idea? Just the dividends alone from the Qiao Group shares I hold are worth far more than this paltry sum. You actually thought you could dismiss me with ten million Huaxia coins. Do you take me, Qiao Quankun, for a beggar?"
Qiao Junfeng, who had been pale with lingering fear, also snapped back to reality and hurriedly chimed in, "That's right! How could ten million Huaxia coins possibly be enough? Just the money for a single sports car of mine costs several million, and my allowance for chasing girls every month is at least several hundred thousand. With just ten million Huaxia coins, it's completely impossible to live."
A flash of mockery crossed Chilian's eyes. They were on the verge of losing their lives, yet they were still thinking about sports cars and women. Incompetent rich second-generation heirs like these actually dared to pit themselves against her master—it was truly overreaching and utterly pathetic.
Chapter 157