Rebirth: She Became a Beautiful and Cool Bigshot

"Fifty thousand?"

Lin Youdong’s heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys all ached once again, but as he looked at the damaged TV, DVD player, vintage turntable, and purple clay teapot and tea set, he instantly entered a mode of self-comfort: fortunately, luckily, they didn’t claim the purple clay teapot and tea set were antiques too.

Not wanting to outsmart himself, he agreed honestly, "Okay, I’ll compensate, I don’t want the vase fragments anymore, I’ll pay you one hundred and five thousand, I’ll go get the money right now."

He had no intention of actually paying; he planned to take the opportunity to bring in two even more formidable allies to turn defeat into victory.

Lin Youdong, with his crooked ideas, feared Meng Chuyue and Shen Ci wouldn’t let him return, yet neither of them objected.

As he left, Meng Chuyue cautioned, "If you’re not back in one hour, I’m calling the police."

Lin Youdong’s eyes dodged, "It’s night now, it takes time to arrange for more than a million."

"You definitely have gold bars, right? Those will do as well."