'Wait a minute, my head is spinning. Just how many zeros is that?' Shen Yibin was losing control as he stared at the long string of numbers on the check. One, two, three, four, five, six—a full six zeros. And there was a seventeen in front of them. 'Just how much is this?'
Seventeen million! After secretly counting on his fingers, Shen Yibin finally figured out the exact amount of this massive fortune. A wave of dizziness washed over him. He leaned back on the sofa, his mouth hanging open, but no words came out.
"The specific details are noted here. If you have any questions, you can call me anytime. The next payment will be delivered to you by the end of this month at the latest." Li Yinchen had anticipated this reaction. He politely handed over a document, then stood up to leave. He figured Shen Yibin probably needed to be alone right now.
