"Stuff another five hundred into my hand."
"Okay, okay, okay, I'll give it to you right now!" Second Brother Jiang Hu hurriedly pulled out his wallet, counted out five large bills, and quickly handed them to Jiang Ning, afraid he might refuse to take them.
A bizarre scene unfolded before the Jiang family.
Third Aunt, her son Jiang Yang, and Yang's wife were all filled with astonishment.
What the hell? Wasn't Jiang Hu acting all high and mighty just now? Didn't he keep saying he didn't give a damn about Jiang Ning's family? Why did he surrender the moment Jiang Ning lit up his phone?
Yang's wife was extremely curious about what exactly was on Jiang Ning's phone. She quietly shifted position, planning to sneak a peek.
Jiang Hu was already like a frightened bird. He hurriedly moved to block her view.
Yang's wife looked deeply disappointed.
Yangyang was equally puzzled. He knew exactly what kind of person Second Brother Jiang Hu was.
Second Uncle Jiang Xintian had run a stall in another province in his earlier years and amassed a bit of wealth. He had two sons. His younger son, Jiang Bao, ran a tea shop in a coastal city and earned three to four hundred thousand yuan a year. He drove a Mercedes-Benz and was considered successful.
His eldest son, Jiang Hu, was an uneducated hooligan. He got into fights as a student, dropped out to work, and relied on his father's capabilities to marry a beautiful wife. That only made him more arrogant. Every day, he hung around with a pack of disreputable friends.
Because he was a bastard who liked to go crazy, anyone who provoked him might get smashed with a brick. Everyone in the village agreed he was not someone to mess with.
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