It's the same man from yesterday.
Probably because he got beaten by Song Guanchao last night, he stopped three meters away, keeping a safe distance from Song Guanchao.
The man lit a cigarette, steadied his nerves, and deliberately lowered his voice: "How much do you need?"
Song Guanchao said: "Start with 100 grams."
"How much?"
The man's forced calm broke instantly.
100 grams?
This guy, does he really have that much money?
Song Guanchao, looking impatient, said: "Stop bullshitting and hurry up."
"I... I don't have that much." The man was completely overwhelmed by his presence.
"You don't?"
Song Guanchao's anger flared instantly, closing the three-meter distance with two steps, grabbing the man's collar.
The massive strength nearly lifted him off his feet.
The man was alarmed and quickly said: "Let's talk this out, don't use violence!"
"Damn you, are you wasting my time?"
"No, I, I..."
