Gao Qiying nestled against Peng Zhensheng's aged chest, and could even smell the old man's sweat that perfume couldn't cover, feeling quite uncomfortable.
During her brief interaction with Peng Zhensheng, she fantasized about Liu Zhizhong's distinctive face, his strong body, alas...
But at this moment, she could only speak like a docile lamb, saying: "Alright, do you have any demands to convey to Peng Nan?"
"Since this Chi Zhongshui wants to do arms trade, that's big business, quick and profitable. So the land from the Peng Family can't be sold to him so cheaply. Let's double it, if he wants to buy, let him buy, if not, so be it. But let me put it bluntly, if he doesn't buy, I will assume he's collaborating with other warlords and will become my major threat, they won't survive tomorrow night!"
Gao Qiying was shocked inside, but understood because this old man was so ruthless.
Yet, she was still puzzled and asked: "Why tomorrow night?"
