Chapter 431: Fill Up the Tricycle!

The customer manager stood nervously aside, with a smile that looked worse than crying on his face, and called out, "Mr. Bishop." Samwell Bishop didn't have the time to deal with him. He thought even punishing him was a waste of time, so he walked straight toward the hall. At that moment, stacks of cash were neatly piled on the counter in the hall. Each bundle was sealed with a white bank-specific paper strip, with each bundle containing exactly ten thousand dollars. Originally, they were placed...