Several burly men walked out, one of them holding a camera, all gazing greedily at Li He.
Seeing this scene, Li He's face turned violently purple, and she coldly fixed her eyes on Lu Zhiming, saying, "Have you gone mad?"
"No, no, Miss Li, I haven't gone mad. I want to stay alive, but I currently have a debt of two hundred million, so I must figure out a way to get more money," Lu Zhiming coldly sneered.
"Thinking of making money off me? I advise you to drop that idea early on. I, Li He, am not the kind of woman to be threatened!" Li He coldly shouted.
"No worries, I understand Miss Li is as resilient as steel, breaking but never bending, but there will be people willing to pay me," Lu Zhiming laughed.
"You..."
Li He narrowed her eyes; as shrewd as she was, she naturally realized that someone was manipulating everything behind the scenes.
Following that, Li He laughed, showing not a trace of panic.