"Right, I’m quite busy as it is. Secretary Li, take me back to the Rolling Mill. I still need to go home this afternoon. Madam Yang, don’t forget about tomorrow."
Secretary Li felt a jolt of shock. *This kid is ruthless,* he thought. *He just pocketed three thousand yuan for a medical fee?* Then again, when he considered that three thousand yuan was the price of a life, it seemed like a fair trade after all.
Watching Chen Mo walk away, Director Yang’s eyes glinted with cold malice. He knew he had been cornered, but there was no helping it. His life was in Chen Mo’s hands, and he had no choice but to swallow his pride.
Chapter 17