Li Tianyi covered his forehead. These bumpkins really didn't know what it meant to be rich.
But thinking about it, it makes sense. In the past, they were considered the lowest of the low, so eight million a year is no small sum.
But in the eyes of the direct descendants of the five major families, Ye Feng, what is this amount of money?
As expected, Ye Feng stretched out a hand and said, "Fifty million a year, are you all satisfied with this amount?"
Fifty million a year?
The people inside the room thought they had misheard; that was fifty million!
And that's just the price for one year.
"Kid, do you know what you're saying? Fifty million a year? Do you really have that much money? Li, you explain this to him properly. We're talking about Canglan currency, not those worthless foreign currencies!"
Li Tian looked at everyone in the room and said, "Don't worry! Since Ye Feng said it would be 50 million a year, he can definitely come up with it. You uncles can rest assured!"
Those of you who are used to hardship are really stunned when you hear about so much money.
At this moment, the old man spoke up: "You have all followed me for so many years, and I also want to find a good home for you all. Don't worry, my grandson said fifty million, and that's fifty million!"
Hearing the old man say this, the others no longer had any doubts.
"Hmm, Old Li, you're a good guy, hahaha, I never thought that even in my old age I could have a prosperous New Year!"
Ye Feng spoke up again at this moment: "Gentlemen, please feel free to make any requests you may have. I believe I can handle them all."
"That's all. As long as the money is there, nothing else is a problem!"
Night Breeze nodded. The fifty million was well spent; he wasn't after these old men.
Rather, it was their skills that he wanted to use to train masters for him.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
