Old godfather Ryan smiled slightly, "Don’t worry, I’ve worked in the group for 50 years and I have no other skills, but the ability to judge the situation, I’m sure none of you sitting here can compare to me."
After talking, he immediately took the phone and returned the call to Charlson Cox’s assistant.
As soon as the call was made, the old godfather said in an unquestionable tone, "I don’t care who you are, I’ll tell you my conditions now. If you want us to shut up, then everyone will give at least five million dollars in pensions to each person and the money must be paid as soon as possible!"
Charlson Cox’s assistant was surprised by this offer and scolded him, "Are you fucking crazy? Five million for each person?"
"For 800 people, do you know how much is it? That’s four billion dollars!"
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