Feng Buping watched the car rapidly vanish from sight, letting out a cold snort. "Scoundrel, you actually wanted to squeeze twenty billion out of me? Still, I've been rather short on cash lately. Since you're delivering twenty billion right to my doorstep, I, Feng Buping, will gladly accept!"
More than forty minutes later, Xiang Feng and his group arrived at the Qingfeng Teahouse.
The teahouse was elegant and serene, and the soundproofing in every private room was exceptionally good.
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