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Chapter 835 Three Hundred Thousand Was Too Little
"What do you think? If you agree, the money is yours," continued the man.
The red-haired young man wavered at Finn's composure. He looked at Finn, his lips moved a bit, but
he made no response.
"That's three hundred thousand, and if you don't want it, I will take it back."
"Don't!"
"The red-haired young finally shouted as Finn was about to take the bankcard back.
Finn smiled at him, "What?"
"Are you really going to give me three hundred thousand?"
"Not to you only, but to all of you."
Finn looked at the men standing behind him.
As the men heard that, they were all getting excited.
If they evened out the three thousand, they could get roughly twenty thousand per person. That was
much too for them.
"Bro..." someone approached the red-haired man.
But the red-haired man scolded him at once. "Why, you want that money so much? Who knows if he's
playing with us?" said the young man, looking over at Finn.
Finn didn't respond.
"But boss, that is 300,000. We could check if there is money inside. He can't run away now."
The red-haired man thought for a moment and then smiled at Finn, "I'm sorry. I was just blind that I
didn't notice you are so rich. There's nothing money can't solve. Money can make the mare go."
"Right, the things that money can solve are not important. So, you have paid less. Go back and tell
your boss that when he raises the price ten times, he can ask about it again," said Finn.
The red-haired man nodded seriously, as if he was thinking about it.
"You are right. If the boss agrees to raise the price ten times, I might be willing to sell myself. Sir, give
us the money, and we will go back and talk to the boss."
Finn held the card in his hand, smiling, "I know you don't quite believe it yet, but you will soon. If you
take the money but you don't do anything, I can tell you that there are more things money that money
can do."
What Finn said startled the red-haired young man, who knew what Finn meant.
Since he could use 300 thousand to let them leave, he could naturally use more money to make them
suffer.
The red-haired man nodded repeatedly.
"No. As long as we take the money, we would do what we should do. You can rest assured. Though we
look lackadaisical, we are reliable."
Sienna didn't care what Finn did, but the old man felt helpless for Finn taking out so much money.
If Sienna hadn't stopped him in the first place, he probably would have stopped Finn.
But now it seemed that the gangs really wanted to take away so much money, the old man could no
longer resist.
"What are you doing? Even if you have money, you can't let such people take it away," shouted the old
man coldly at Finn.
But before Finn could say anything, the red-haired youth snapped, "Old man, I'm talking with my bro,novelbin
don't get in our way. Get out of here."
Finn glared at him, "Did I let you talk to the old man like this?"
The red-haired man's attitude turned immediately as he heard what Finn said.
"Bro, you are right. I'll shut up now."
Finn didn't bother to talk to him and just threw the bank card to the red-haired man.
"Get out of here."
The card flew over and fell into the man hand like a fallen leaf.
They held the card gingerly in their hands and looked at it carefully, as if they were holding three
hundred.
"Why? You want to mess around when you take the money? Get out of here."
As Finn's voice rang out, the red-haired man hurried back to the car with the men, and said, "Bro, how
dare we? We have taken the money and naturally we won't make trouble here again. We won't come
back again."
Looking at Finn, the man urged the people around him to get on the cars.
In a short time, the cars went away immediately.
But not everyone was happy. The old man was clearly angry.
He said to Finn with a cold face, "Who asks you to meddle in it? It's my business with them. Do you
think I'll thank you for that? You're just like them."
Finn also knew that in the old man's eyes, those who solved matter with money were of the same sort.
But as for Finn, that was not something worth worrying. It was a good bargain to drive these thugs
away with money. If the gangs kept their promise and never came back, that was good.
But the old man didn't understand what Finn was thinking, which might seem incomprehensible to
many people.
"Sir, I mean no harm. Sienna came for you, and I didn't want her to be disturbed. If you don't like me, I
can leave and come back when Sienna gets things done."
It might make the old man angry anyway, so Finn was just honest.
But the old man did not say anything, perhaps he had something more important to worry about.
He was still a little angry when he turned back toward his home.
Since he didn't say anything, Finn just went with them.
He walked right behind Sienna into the old man's house.
It was not a big room, but it could accommodate three or four people.
The old man sat on the stool, and didn't ask them to take a seat, let alone to serve them tea.
Then Sienna said, "Have you guessed why I come to you?"
Finn stood by in silence, listening carefully, as if they were about to talk about something serious.
The old man nodded and said, "I didn't expect this to happen, but it's normal. If we hadn't known this,
I'm afraid you and I wouldn't be where we are now."
Finn paused.
And then Sienna said, "Even if it's a cycle, all we have to do is do what they did. You hide here for so
many years, even these thugs can bully you. You should have given up in the first place."
Finn was thinking about their conversation when footsteps were heard outside.
When Finn looked back, he saw a young-looking man who looked like the old man.
Rocco did not think that there would be guests here, but he still said warmly, "You got visitors, father?"
The old man just nodded and said nothing.