C522 Determined

"Tell me, how much did you return?" Xu Weimin rubbed his temples and asked in a muffled voice.

"About 200 million..."

"How much?" Xu Weimin widened his eyes.

"200... 200 million?"

At this moment, the corner of Xu Weimin's mouth twitched violently, and his expression became indescribably ugly.

He thought that even if he wanted to return the goods, it would at most be 20 to 30 million