Cheng Shuanghua looked at Xiaobao, and suddenly his nose felt a bit sore, but then he realized something was off: "Didn't you sell it for two hundred and fifty million? That should be enough."
"How could that be enough? So many brothers are following me, eating off me, it's really not enough!" Xiaobao sighed heavily.
"Alright then, I'll give you ten million, that should support you for a while!" Cheng Shuanghua said seriously.
"Ten million? Wasn't it supposed to be two hundred and twenty million?" Xiaobao looked at this woman, thinking to himself, this woman not only has thick skin but is incredibly heartless too.
Cheng Shuanghua laughed, "I want the original, you give me this, even ten million is very high."
Hearing this, Xiaobao glared at Cheng Shuanghua and replied rudely, "You're buying this book not just for you but for your Cheng Family. I have a relationship with you but not with your Cheng Family!"
