Chapter 482 How About 1.8 Million
- Inside the bank office, after hanging up, Manager Shao shrugged helplessly at his coworker. “That was Ursa Fishman. Looks like she’s really in a tight spot. Market’s blazing, and she’s cashing out those products at rock-bottom. I have no clue what she’s thinking.”
- “Hmph!”
- “If you ask me, that’s karma.”