Ji Huan said again, "Thank you, Xiao Ling. Oh, by the way, my grandfather mentioned that, as a token of our Ji Family's apology, we would like to give you two a small gift. We hope you'll accept it."
"A small gift? That's not necessary..." Zhong Chuling was just about to decline when Lin Shu had already snatched the phone. The old man did say this was a great chance to cash in, so why would she hold back?
She replied bluntly, "Hey, Ji Huan, what kind of 'small gift' are we talking about here?"
Ji Huan hurriedly said, "It's two Maserati sports cars."
"What?" Lin Shu exclaimed out loud in shock.
"Ah... it's the latest model, top-tier configuration, about five million each. If you're not satisfied, I can have my grandfather arrange something else immediately."
