"You..." Ouyang Mei suddenly became displeased, as Hao Jian still dared to mock her.
"Cut the crap and give the money quickly, I reckon you don't want to see this in the paper tomorrow, do you?" Zhao Duocai said impatiently, finding it even more intolerable that Hao Jian dared to ignore him.
Hao Jian squinted at Zhao Duocai, pausing for about ten seconds, seemingly considering something.
"Are you freaking deaf?" Zhao Duocai shouted, feeling bold with so many brothers behind him; he didn't take Hao Jian seriously at all.
After all, Zhao Duocai and his people only had a superficial understanding of Hao Jian—they just knew he was a pretty boy who had landed a very wealthy wife and was thus riding high.
After hesitating for a while, Hao Jian still chose to take out the briefcase from behind him.
He had been debating whether or not to kill Zhao Duocai, but he felt that killing people all the time wasn't a good look, so he chose to pay instead.