The contracts these rookies had signed sounded like they were worth over a million dollars, so a lot of people might think the two of them were already millionaires.
But in reality, they were both so broke they could barely scrape together a few coins.
Even a few tens of thousands of dollars seemed like a fortune to them.
Now their boss had casually thrown out over a hundred thousand dollars just to stop those people from keeping them awake.
That was beyond anything they could imagine. Sure enough, they really didn't understand the world of the rich.
Locke said enviously, "Boss, if I'd known you were sending someone to throw money around, I would've waited downstairs tonight and grabbed some."
Zhang Jiacheng said to Wang Yi, "Brother Yi, it's a good idea, but this is way too wasteful. I think you could've just given them each a hundred dollars and told them to leave. They would've left on their own. That would've cost only a few thousand dollars at most. You're spending dozens of times more than that."
Beside him, Pang Bo gave a silly grin. "We poor folks don't understand Brother Yi's world. Brother Yi, how many dollars did you prepare to lure them away? Tell us so we can all be amazed."
Wang Yi smiled and held up one finger.
"Ten thousand?" Pang Bo asked.
Wang Yi smiled and shook his head.
Pang Bo's eyes widened. "A hundred thousand?"
If he'd spent a hundred thousand dollars just to make those people leave, that really would've been too much.
Wang Yi shook his head again.
This time, Pang Bo was completely dumbfounded. "Hey, hey, hey, Brother Yi, don't tell me it was a million?"
The other players were just as stunned, their eyes wide.
They all stared at