The old hunter was very afraid of the Gao family's strength. He helplessly rejected Lu Benwei's request. Then, he forced a smile. "Miss Gao, five million it is. I'll sell you the Pure White Snow Lotus."
Gao Yiyu did not say anything and snatched it from the old hunter's arms.
The old hunter was stunned. He rubbed his hands and said, "Then, Miss Gao, the five million yuan…"
Gao Yiyu raised her chin. "You, write him an IOU of five million. Tell him to ask my father for it. "
Then, a man in black took out a piece of paper and wrote a line of words on it. The entire process was smooth, and it only took two to three seconds.
No one could see clearly what was written on it. Perhaps it really was an IOU, or perhaps it was a turtle and a b*stard.
However, the old hunter was dumbfounded.
On the note that the burly man threw to him, the scribbled note said, "Gao Yiyu owes five million."