Chapter 178 - 177: You Don’t Understand This Kind of Feeling
Yang Yi and the others returned to their respective hotels and then gathered in his room.
"Take out all the money,"
Yang Yi took out the money he had brought back, and Hank, Chris, and Gweil also placed the money they had on the bed, one after another.
After taking out all his money, Chris emptied his pockets and lifted his shirt to show that he wasn’t hiding anything.
Yang Yi didn’t say a word. He separated the US Dollars from the Mexican pesos, placed the bundled stacks to one side, and then said, "Let’s count it together and see exactly how much we have."
The money was quickly tallied. There were a total of sixty-three thousand two hundred and some US Dollars, with a few loose bills that had been taken from corpses. As for the Mexican pesos, there were over two hundred and ten thousand, about half of which were in one-thousand peso bills, the rest in five hundred and one hundred denominations.
One US Dollar was roughly equivalent to eighteen pesos, so these two hundred and ten thousand plus pesos amounted to over ten thousand US Dollars.
With the money counted, Yang Yi looked at the others and said seriously, "We have many places to spend money, we’ll buy phones and clothes tomorrow, and more importantly, we have to resolve your identity issues. All of this will cost money, a lot of money, but I know you’ve been in prison for a long time and must be eager to go out and have a good time."
Hank and Chris nodded vehemently, and even Gweil couldn’t help saying, "We haven’t eaten tonight, drink some liquor, and maybe find a woman..."