"Bonus is not necessary," Ye Ling said darkly.
Shen Qianshu widened her eyes in shock. Her expression was like that of an anxious scrooge.
Why do you not want it?
Half of a billion is five hundred million, you prodigal son!
Boss Qian did not make it clear, but it was a shady business from what she saw.
"Mr. Ye Ling, the lord said that he owes you a favor since you showed him so much respect. If you have anything you need help with in the future, do let us know."
"I can let you know now," Ye Ling said calmly.
Boss Qian was speechless.
You really are impolite!
"Please say."
"Ghost City has a rule, and those that break the rule will get killed immediately. I want a free pass to escape death."