Zhou Zhenghong sneered. "Do you want me to lend you some money? When can you pay it back?"
He knew his older brother too well, and he understood that it was impossible for him to get the money back once he lent it to his older brother.
Zhou Zhengtang indeed had no intention to pay the millions of yuan back to Zhou Zhenghong. In his eyes, Zhou Zhenghong was rich enough to give him several million yuan without asking for it back.
"Well, I'll pay you back once I have enough money," Zhou Zhengtang said. Obviously, it was a lie.
"You'll pay me back once you have enough money?" Zhou Zhenghong laughed a little. "Stop lying to my face. I've paid for your house and car before, but you've never mentioned it. I'm not dumb, and I know that your family can't make that much money in your life. It's impossible that you can pay millions of yuan back to me."
