"Open!"
Gulp.
A sound of swallowing came, as Wan Qianli, lying on the hospital bed, turned around, his gaze sweeping over the opened large suitcase.
"Master Wan, this is a little token of our sincerity. We hope Master Wan will accept it with pleasure."
Wan Qianli greedily glanced at Jin Beibei, who lay in the suitcase with her curves fully displayed, then coldly looked up at Zhao Xiaoxiao, who was smiling with squinted eyes.
"Manager Zhao, is this all your sincerity? What about the bastard who smashed my head? You didn't bring him here?"
Wan Qianli looked arrogantly at Zhao Xiaoxiao.
Zhao Xiaoxiao looked up at Wan Qianli, "Master Wan, it's not that I didn't want to bring him, but it was simply impossible."
"Oh."
Zhao Xiaoxiao directly took out a cellphone, pressed a video, and handed it to Wan Qianli, "When we heard Master Wan was attacked in our Jile, our boss was very angry, and immediately had the guy who hit Master Wan captured. This kid tried to fight back, so...!"