Mr. Scar was immediately flattered and said, “Master Ye, it’s right to do something for you. But we can’t take the money...”

“Come on, just take it and take it for a drink,“ Ye Bufan said. “Go back and tell Ma. Nine that I’ll take his favor.”

“Got it, thank you Master Ye!”

Mr. Scar and a few others happily returned to the van with the bundle of money.

Ye Bufan sighed, actually, he even wanna sell Ouyang Hui and her son to Africa for mining, but ...