"You don't need to know," Lin Wenwen refused to answer that question straightforwardly, "Just give me the money as soon as you can. This is urgent."
"How much do you want?" Dong Lijia lowered his head to look at her reluctantly.
"A million. I'll give you a refund if I don't spend it all," said Lin Wenwen.
The boy was rich anyway; a million was nothing to him. Recently, he and his family had sold some of their properties and stocks at low prices. In the next two months, they would sell off everything they had and turn the money into all sorts of supplies… There was a long shopping list.
Lin Wenwen told them to seal up the food and store it on or above the fifth floor instead of the ground floor and the basement.
Dong Lijia took out his phone and transferred the money to Lin Wenwen through two different banks, then asked her with curiosity, "What on earth do you need the money for?"