Brother Ping instantly felt that their boss made a lot of sense, nodding, "Alright, I'll arrange for someone to contact Lu Jingchen tomorrow."
Nan Moyan hummed in agreement, then lifted his foot and walked upstairs.
After Nan Moyan went upstairs, Brother Ping put on a broad smile, raised his hand, and draped it over Xiao Ye's shoulder, then said, "Xiao Ye, once we get those 200 million, I'll take you out to enjoy all the delicacies you want."
Two hundred million... Just imagine all the good food and drinks that could buy. Just thinking about it was thrilling.
No one in this world is against money, and Xiao Ye is a penny pincher. Brother Ping, too, is a penny pincher. Over the years, he rarely spent the money the boss gave him, saving it instead.
If he took out all his savings from various places, he would be a small landowner by now.
