"Dad, lend me some money!"
A mansion in the inner city.
Sid had rushed home. The moment he stepped through the door, he met his son's expectant gaze, and an interested expression immediately appeared on his face.
Heh.
Well, wasn't this a miracle.
That good-for-nothing son of his usually opened his mouth only to ask for money. Why was he suddenly using the word "borrow" today?
He did not care how his son spent money outside. His family fortune could not be squandered away by spending alone. As long as his son was a little careful when sleeping with girls and did not suddenly bring him some bastard grandson one day, it was fine.
Who had not been young once?
He had loved having fun in his youth as well, only reining himself in a little after getting married. After all, his wife's family had considerable standing, and he had to mind their reputations somewhat.
"How much?"
"Ten million!"
The moment he heard the number ten million, Sid frowned.
What did ten million mean?
Calculated by wages, more than five hundred thousand people in Boulder City would have to work their asses off for two or three weeks! Even by output value, those beasts of burden would have to work their asses off for at least an entire day!
Though chips were merely numbers to him, they were not scrap paper. There was no doubt this was no small sum. Even if he could afford it, he could not let his son waste money so recklessly.
"Go get two hundred thousand from the butler and spend that first. If it isn't enough, come ask me again."
Seeing that his father had misunderstood him, Kumit immediately grew anxious. He stomped his foot and said,
"Dad! I really need it urgently! If