Chapter 37 (1/2)
Tian Meizhi was shocked when he heard the speech. How could he have such a sense according to Yang Ling's age!
It's a pity that Yang Ling is proficient in skill deduction. In such a case, he has activated his skills. Every word of Tian Meizhi will be refined by deduction mastery, and then the purpose behind this person can be calculated.
”Ding, you've refined Tian Meiji's wish. Attribute point + 1”
Yang Ling's ability to control the situation and think far makes Tian Meizhi dare not play smart. He sighed: ”I'll give you the bottom line. Now the cash that can be transferred at home has 3 million yuan, which is your spiritual loss fee.”
”But I hope you can give me the camera in your hand. How about this
Yang Ling said with a smile: ”Tian is a simple man. What I said just now is more than one million cash, but if it's 900000, there should be no problem.”
Tian Mingzhi smelled the speech with a bitter smile, nodded and said, ”OK, three million cash, plus 900000 transfer, now I'll give it to you.”
Said to the side of Zhang Chunxia way: ”go to take out the money at home.”
Zhang Chunxia smelled the speech and nodded. She took a look at Yang Ling with deep meaning, and walked upstairs.
At the same time, Tian Meiji asked Yang Ling's bank card account number and simply transferred it to 990000.
Seeing that he was so straightforward, Yang Ling was quite surprised and wondered whether he wanted less?
However, he came to the Tian family to make a big scene. He got angry and took the money. The purpose of deterrence has also been achieved. Now, it is a good choice to withdraw his troops after paying a good price.
A moment later, he took over the two leather boxes, opened them and nodded with satisfaction. Then he threw the camera in his hand into Tian Meiji's arms and said with a smile: ”Mr. Tian, you have suffered such a big loss, won't you just let it go?”
Tian Meizhi just wanted to say something, but Yang Ling waved his hand and said, ”don't be a snake in my face. But I advise you not to be enemies with me. You will not have a good end.”
Tian Meiji shook his head and suddenly said seriously, ”I wish you were my son.”
Yang Ling Wen speech slightly a Leng, looked at him after, also did not say what, turned to walk into the dark.