Liu Zhizhong laughed, "Mrs. Lu, it seems you still don't know me! Would I accept it? Am I the type who loves money? Can a mere fifty million US dollars buy my noble soul?"
"What?"
Lu Yumei was shocked, her beautiful eyes wide open, and her pretty face showed an exaggerated expression.
"Fifty... fifty million US dollars?"
She could hardly believe that the other party could offer such a sum.
Liu Zhizhong looked at her like this and found it amusing, nodding happily, "Yes, exactly this amount, neither more nor less."
"This amount... and in US dollars... hehe... quite a lot, refusing seems..."
Well, to be honest, after all, she is a woman. Who doesn't yearn for material wealth and benefits?
Thinking about this, Lu Yumei felt a bit regretful!
Liu Zhizhong immediately laughed, "What's wrong, Mrs. Lu? Did I do something wrong? Or should I go and take it back?"
