I was warned by Yang Jianjun for saying that casually last time.

Who would have thought Chu Xiao needed so much?

Seeing Mu Zhicheng desert his post, Chu Xiao rushed to him and grabbed him by the neck.

"Don't run! You help me get the explosives, and I'll give you half of this box of jewels!"

half?

Mu Zhicheng paused in his steps.

He absolutely refuses to admit that he was bent over by money.

"What you're saying is true. I've always been unmoved by wealth, poverty, or power. The reason I chose to help you is because I value brotherhood; money is not important to me at all!"

"Really? Then I take back what I just said."

"No, no, no, a man's word is his bond. How could I let you be a man who breaks his promise? Right?"

Mu Zhicheng moved over to the jewelry box, picked out a few nice pieces of porcelain and gold, and said with a smile, "Wait here, I'll contact your cousin for you right now."

He made a phone call to Yang Jianjun.

When Yang Jianjun heard that he wanted to buy explosives again, his voice trembled: "Are you crazy? Explosives are contraband. I sold them to you secretly last time! And you come to me to buy them?"

Mu Zhicheng lowered his voice.

"Don't get excited. Last time we gave you two thousand, this time we'll offer forty million, how about it?"

Forty million?

Yang Jianjun paused noticeably.

Although he owned a firecracker factory, his annual income was only around ten million yuan. Mu Zhicheng gave him several years' worth of money at once.

His personality split instantly, making him agree on one hand and refuse on the other.

Seeing that the person opposite hesitated, Mu Zhicheng continued, "Don't hesitate, fifty million! If you don't agree, I'll go find goods elsewhere."

Hearing this, he quickly explained, "Alright, alright, I'll get it for you! But the factory's quota is limited, I can only get you a maximum of three hundred packs."

"Three hundred packs?" Mu Zhicheng was shocked.

Yang Jianjun, thinking he thought it was too little, impatiently added, "At most four hundred packs, no more than that!"

"Also, this is the last time! Don't come to me again next time. Once it's done, we need to ship the goods at night. You arrange for someone to do it."

Mu Zhicheng agreed especially readily.

"Don't worry! This matter is known only to heaven, earth, you, and me, and no one else will know! And I guarantee that these things will never be used for bad purposes and will not implicate you."

Hearing his guarantee, Yang Jianjun felt a tickle all over his body.