After suffering for a while, Fang Ping forced himself to keep his emotions under control. Forget it. He would chalk it up on his account first. When there was an opportunity, he would get it back from the Martial Arts Society to make up for it.
No one could be personally liable for this particular debt, which was lucky for everyone.
After a glance at the time, Fang Ping recovered his composure and asked, "Where the hell is Qin Fengqing?"
"At the Financial Department…he said he wanted to get a bonus."
"Bonus my ass!"
Fang Ping cursed. "He was gone for so many days, and only collected a donation of 500 million. I simply made a call and got an additional 2 billion. Even I don't have the nerve to ask for a bonus, how dare he?"
"Give him a call and ask him to come here immediately. If he continues making noise about getting a bonus, then I'll remove him from his position as the vice-president!"