Liu Wentian spoke sternly, "Enough with the nonsense. Divide the remaining money, and let's be done with it. If there's any more pushing and shoving, don't bother coming to me for errands next time!!"
"Ah?? Don't be mad, okay, we brothers will take the money. Hehe, Brother Tian is mighty!!"
The bald-headed Li chuckled and then hollered, "Brother Tian is giving money for special services, aren't you guys going to say something?? Have you all died??"
"Brother Tian is mighty!!"
"Brother Tian is awesome!!"
"Long live Brother Tian!!"
"..."
Suddenly, a thunderous cheer broke out from the other side.
Liu Wentian swore with a smile, "I haven't even been to a special service myself, who the hell told you guys to go?"
After hanging up the phone and seeing Li Chuyue looking at him curiously, he laughed and said, "Yan Tianpeng dug out a million for car repair fees."
Li Chuyue expressed her surprise, "He still pays for the car repair after his son was beaten up??"