Chu Hao watched his card being taken away, feeling a heart-wrenching pain. He finally understood what they meant when they said, the more you try to act cool, the deeper the hurt.
Yi Qinglian asked in confusion, "Ah-Hao, what's wrong with you?"
Chu Hao straightened his back and said, "I... I'm fine. It's just one hundred million, really not at all challenging."
Chu Hao waved his hand and commanded, "You guys, drive all my cars in."
"Yes," they responded.
Following orders instinctively, the manager and his people quickly drove the luxury cars into the Hongyun Deep villa.
There was no helping it; with money, you're the boss.
Liu Qingyan returned the card to Chu Hao, her little finger hooking his palm—a gesture known only to the two of them. She smiled seductively and said, "Master Chu, aren't you going to treat me to a meal? You've made a big profit, taking away 114 million out of 190 million, earning 76 million."
