"Deliver money?"
The old lady rushed down the stairs and looked at the empty coffee table. The one hundred thousand yuan in cash that was piled there was gone!
The old lady widened her eyes and looked at the old man anxiously. "What is he doing? Didn't we agree to split it equally?!"
After being scolded by Wang Yunzhong, the old man was also extremely upset. How could he have the mood to explain to the old lady? He couldn't help but say impatiently, "Oh, don't interfere in this matter. Yunzhong has his plans!"
Seeing that the old man was unwilling to say anything, the old lady became even more anxious. She immediately put on her slippers and chased after him, but she only saw the tail light of Wang Yunzhong's Mercedes-Benz car!
It was already eight in the evening. Yaochi Club was preparing for the night's opening. As soon as Wang Yunmei arrived at the office, her assistant came in with a pile of documents!
