"How... is this possible?"
Seeing the eight mountains of cash, Jin Yulan and her two daughters knelt on the ground, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets, before they could finally utter a sentence.
When the son of the richest man in Asia was kidnapped back then, it took days to gather ten billion yuan in cash. Yet, Shen Lang only made one phone call, and within half an hour, eight hundred and eighty million yuan in cash was delivered here. How could they not be shocked?
After all, money in the bank cannot be withdrawn whenever you please. Otherwise, banks wouldn't impose withdrawal limits. If that were the case, the richest man in Asia wouldn't have had to beg for ten billion yuan in cash.
Being able to gather so much cash in half an hour, Jin Yulan and her daughters looked at Shen Lang with changed eyes. Who exactly was this young man?
"Aunt, Cousin, little Cousin, you wanted eighty-eight million. I added a zero at the end, making it eight hundred and eighty-eight million. How is this betrothal gift?"
Looking at the stunned Jin Yulan and her daughters, Shen Lang sneered and said.
After saying this, Shen Lang turned to look at Luo Dongyang. Shen Lang was surprised to find that even he, the proud possessor of such wealth, felt his blood surge with excitement. However, Luo Dongyang's eyes, though filled with shock, lacked that fervent glow. This made Shen Lang even more curious about Luo Dongyang.
Shen Lang noticed that compared to the flamboyant and ostentatious Jin Yulan and her daughters, Luo Dongyang seemed much more composed, almost unfathomable.
Shen Lang truly couldn't understand how someone like him could be related to Jin Yulan. Perhaps this was what was meant by fate.
"Aunt, Cousin, little Cousin, are you convinced?"
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Jin Yulan and her daughters were momentarily stunned. At this moment, Shen Lang continued, "What did Aunt say earlier? If I could truly produce so much cash within half an hour, you three would slap yourselves ten times. Now, please begin."
Shen Lang smiled and said, "I've liked watching people slap themselves since I was a child. The crisp, loud sounds are particularly pleasant to my ears. I can't wait to hear those delightful sounds."
"Shen Lang, you scumbag, don't get ahead of yourself. Forcing us to slap ourselves, you're celebrating too soon."
Seeing Shen Lang's smirking face, Luo Xiaoqing angrily said, "How can you prove this cash is real? Even if it's real, how can you prove there's actually eight hundred and eighty million here?"
"Yes, how can you prove it?"
After Luo Xiaoqing spoke, Jin Yulan and Luo Xiaobai, like drowning men grasping at straws, immediately retorted, unwilling to slap themselves.
"How can I prove it?"
Shen Lang heard this and smiled, "Do I need to prove it?"
"I just believe that these eight mountains of cash add up to eight hundred and eighty million, not a penny more, not a penny less. You lost, and you should slap yourselves. If you want to refute me, then identify and count them on the spot."
Shen Lang looked at Jin Yulan and her daughters with a playful expression and said, "Whoever makes an accusation must provide proof. You must have heard this simple principle, right? If you suspect me, produce evidence!"
Shen Lang sneered and said, "Begin. I await your performance."
Saying this, Shen Lang turned to Wolong standing behind him and smiled, "Wolong, are the counting machines ready? Give one to my aunt, my cousin, and my little cousin each, so they can count them properly."
"Senior Brother, how could I, your junior brother, not think of what you would think of? Before coming, I had people from various banks bring their own counting machines."
Wolong heard this and chuckled heartily. He then stepped forward and said to the staff standing by the mountains of cash, "Bring out the counting machines you've prepared. Let them count slowly, but you must supervise them to prevent any tricks."
"Understood—"
With Wolong's words, over a dozen people quickly retrieved more than a dozen counting machines from the cars and placed them in front of Jin Yulan and her two daughters.
"This..."
Looking at the brand-new counting machines before them, Jin Yulan and her daughters' faces turned grim. If they were really made to count over eight hundred million yuan in cash, the three of them would probably take a month to finish, which would be worse than death!
However, if they didn't count, they would have to admit that the cash was real and that there were indeed eight hundred and eighty million. Shen Lang would definitely not let them off the hook.
Being forced to slap themselves in public was an unimaginable humiliation.
"What, are you going back on your word?"
Seeing the three of them looking at each other, Shen Lang coldly said, "If you want to renege, that's fine too. But from now on, don't boss me around."
Shen Lang looked at Jin Yulan and her daughters dismissively and said, "Yu Yan is my wife, and we are already married. Whether I am worthy of her is our business. You outsiders should not interfere. You are not qualified."
Shen Lang pointed to the door and said calmly, "If you want to count, continue. If you want to slap yourselves, I'll watch. If you want to renege, please do so now. I've given you three choices. Tell me your answer."
As soon as these words were spoken, Jin Yulan and her daughters gritted their teeth in anger. Whichever of Shen Lang's three options they chose, it would be unacceptable to them.
"Shen Lang, I must admit, your aunt and the others did underestimate you. But a man should have a man's magnanimity. Is it meaningful to bicker with a few women?"
Seeing his wife and daughters in a predicament, Luo Dongyang, who had been quiet until now, spoke up, "Give me some face. Let's consider this matter settled for today, shall we?"
"Uncle, when your wife and daughter teamed up to mock and ridicule me, you pretended not to hear anything. Now that you see your wife and daughter are about to suffer, you immediately step out to play the good guy, urging me to be magnanimous and not vindictive. You're quite biased."
Looking at the condescending Luo Dongyang, Shen Lang scoffed and said, "Face? I often give it to people, but I'm sorry, you don't have any face with me."
"Shen Lang, you scumbag, do you have any respect? This is Yu Yan's uncle, and also your uncle. How can you speak to him like that?"
After Shen Lang finished speaking, Jin Yulan was furious and said, "Do you have any upbringing?"
"Who is saying my nephew has no upbringing? Step forward and let me see."
As soon as Jin Yulan finished speaking, the car door of a Great Wall car parked by the roadside opened, and a burly man with sharp eyes got out, looking at Jin Yulan and shouting.
"Uncle?"
Seeing the newcomer, Shen Lang and Wang Yu Yan were both startled and instinctively exclaimed.
The person who arrived was none other than Shen Lang's biological uncle, Song Shadao.