บท 1950: How Good Do You Think You Are?

"Gu Zhengrong, if you don't want to look bad, quickly let go of me. Otherwise, I'll call for help. If I do, the surrounding security will come over. Don't regret it if it happens, don't say that I didn't warn you."

Ignoring Gu Zhengrong, Tang Xiaoyu opened her mouth to call for the security officer, but Gu Zhengrong pressed a hand to her lips.

"Xiaoyu, we really need to have a good talk."

Gu Zhengrong's eyes were hurt. He had finally mustered his courage to look for Tang Xiaoyu, only to see her treating him like this.

"Okay, then give me 50 million and I won't do that."

Tang Xiaoyu looked at Gu Zhengrong, but her heart was exceptionally cold.

"Alright, I'll give it to you. I'll use 50 million to buy an hour of your time. Is that enough?"

Gu Zhengrong punched the wall behind Tang Xiaoyu angrily.

He was willing to do anything as long as he could spend a few minutes with her.