"How many?"
He could hardly believe his ears, and even doubted that he had misheard.
"You dare to sell the coordinates of a mineral vein to the Koreans for only 50,000 yuan?"
Liu Xin was so angry that he trembled all over and shook Xiong Mao violently.
"Just for 50,000 yuan? Huh!?"
Xiong Mao suddenly looked up, his cloudy eyes suddenly filled with bloodshot veins, his Adam's apple bobbed violently, and his long-suppressed emotions exploded in an instant:
"Fifty thousand yuan?"
"Instructor Liu makes it sound so easy!"
Xiong Mao's withered hand suddenly grabbed Liu Xin's wrist:
"Someone as old as you wouldn't understand how important 50,000 yuan is to me!"
"Do you know how much it costs to start the machine at the hospital? Do you know how much money is burned every day?" Xiong Mao's voice became somewhat shrill due to his agitation.
Liu Xin was very weak. After being pushed by Xiong Mao, he staggered back a few steps and almost fell.
Seeing this, Lei Xiao was about to teach Xiong Mao a lesson, but Liu Xin stopped him.
He knew that Xiong Mao would never lay a hand on him.
Liu Xin steadied himself and stared blankly at Xiong Mao's ferocious face. He suddenly remembered that night three years ago when he was the one who took Xiong Mao's daughter, who had suddenly fainted, to the hospital.
At this point, all causes and effects are clear.
"Old Xiong, are you out of your mind?!" Liu Xin suddenly pounded his chest and stamped his feet: "If you need money, just tell me!"
Xiong Mao suddenly laughed, but his laughter was full of bitterness:
"Uncle Liu, do you think I'm a beggar?"
But Xiong Mao's wife suddenly knelt down and choked out:
"I went to look for you alone last year, but I couldn't even get into the place where you lived!"
Liu Xin was speechless for a moment and stood there stunned.
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