Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhiwen's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes gradually turned cold. "Meng Lei, what? Are you trying to renege on the debt?"
"Of course not. If I intended to renege, I wouldn't bother arguing with you here. Indeed, the Changlong Escort Agency has no money left; it's all spent."
At this point, Meng Lei glanced at the empty escort agency, his eyes full of reluctance.
"If you must have compensation, I can only use this agency's property as mortgage."
Upon hearing Meng Lei's words, Zhao Ya was taken aback.
He hadn't expected Meng Lei to say such a thing.
He knew that every brick and tile of this agency was a result of his hard work, and it was just going to be mortgaged like that?
Yuan Zhiwen, however, was secretly delighted.
He actually knew that demanding compensation this time might yield nothing.
Because the value of the lost goods was substantial, even selling the entire Changlong Escort Agency might not cover it.
