641 Pig Head

A waiter, impeccable in his pristine uniform, pushed the cart along the hallway. As he encountered guests, he would pause and respectfully bow, displaying the dignified service of a five-star hotel.

After the guests had left, he continued forward.

Pushing the cart, he arrived at a door.

"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong..."

He rang the doorbell.

The door opened.

"Come in."

Guo Anle returned to the room and continued, "Brother Song, I thought it would take some persuading, but I didn't expect it to be so easy. I originally just wanted 100 billion, but my brother insisted on giving me 200 billion."

"It's not bad."

Song Chaoge chuckled. "Adversity reveals true feelings. Miss He will definitely be deeply moved."

Of course.

The money wasn't given for free; it was a loan.

What Guo Anle couldn't figure out was why he had only planned to ask for 100 billion, but his family was quite generous, insisting on giving him an extra 100 billion.