Dou Bing had already returned to the company. Yan Gaoqiu was in a meeting in the conference room. When he saw an unknown number calling, he answered it.
There was no doubt that this was the phone number of the Pei family because the last six digits were all "8".
Pei Song went straight to the point. He just wanted to settle this matter as soon as possible.
However, his straightforwardness scared Dou Bing, who was doing this for the first time.
He felt guilty. He was afraid that he might be recorded or that he was with the police. Therefore, he didn't want to give a specific number even after he had exhausted Pei Song's patience.
Pei Song sighed and put the lighter back into his pocket. When he took it out again, there was a piece of herb attached to it.
It was stuck on when he was tidying up Huichun Hall today.
Looking at the leaf, Pei Song casually said, "500,000. Send me the account number and I'll transfer it to you."
