Losing friends

A ruthless glint flashed in her eyes but Bai Meiyue restrained herself in time. She knew that she was unable to do anything to Zhou Jinchuan at present. That man had enough ties with the higher-ups, and she believed that the man must have enough weapons to protect himself at the moment. But that didn't mean that she would not be able to deal a blow to that man. 

She curled her lips and thought, 'The future is very long; there is no need for me to rush.' 

She turned to look at Xie Yie, who was sitting on the floor of the hospital and questioned, "How much gold did Official Zhou promise Lu Ling?" 

"I believe that it's at least fifty kilograms," replied the skinny man promptly. His rat-like face twitched when he spoke and he looked behind them as if worried that Lu Ling would rush out and hold him accountable. 

Fifty? 

Though it was not much, it was not little either. 

She further questioned, "And where exactly is the deal taking place?"