Twenty million...
Staring at the look Xu Fan gave him, Dong Dawei almost burst into tears.
This damn thing, what's called losing one's wife and soldiers, I indeed tasted it today.
Under Xu Fan's gaze, Dong Dawei, enduring the pain, stood up.
"Brother Xu Fan, about this money, we can't use the word 'loan,' it's too informal."
Clearly, this twenty million was his life-saving money. Dong Dawei, suppressing the pain, then said, "Brother Xu Fan, compared to your noble character, I, Dong Dawei, am really nothing!"
"I've decided! I'll donate the twenty million to you unconditionally, for you to give back to your alma mater!"
Taking a deep breath and saying these words, Dong Dawei tried hard to maintain a smile, even though the smile was more tragic than crying.
My dear mother, twenty million, how long would I have to earn to make it back...
"Cough cough, that's terribly embarrassing."