He raised an eyebrow at Yan Kejun and said, "Hey handsome, are you the person sent by Yan Group to connect with me? I heard you're the chairman's nephew?"
Yan Kejun pressed his lips together and said nothing.
Ding Yang, feeling embarrassed, pursed his lips and asked, "Where's that beauty from before?"
Seeing Ding Yang's carefree manner, Yan Kejun felt uneasy, his expression was unpleasant.
He was too lazy to bother with Ding Yang and just asked, "Before, how much did that assistant Chi promise to pay you once the task was completed?"
"Five hundred thousand."
Yan Kejun nodded at his words and said, "Find a way to get more people to go to the Mainland Group's headquarters in the Imperial City. Make this matter well-known across the country, and let the Mainland Group's stock price take a nosedive. I will give you a million."
Ding Yang raised his brow, his eyes lighting up immediately.
But soon, he squinted his crafty eyes and slyly said:
