Yelena shook her head and said, "What does this have to do with what we are talking about?"

Alvin pointed his hand in the air and said with a smile: "Didn't you hear that?

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell..."

As Alvin looked at Yelena's strange expression, he smiled and said: "This is the voice of wealth!

Since we got on the plane, those behind us have received over $100 million in orders.

Oh, they have now completed another transaction worth nearly 10 million...

As a person who makes hundreds of thousands of dollars per second...

What do you think wealth is to me?”

Yelena was choked by Alvin's words and was stunned for a long time. Only then did she realize that the guy sitting next to her was not only a Manhattan Tomahawk, but also the real boss of "Steel Digital".

Yelena looked at the reserved expression on Alvin's face, she pondered for a moment and said: "No one would think that they have much wealth...

If you would be happy to hear that wealth is coming in, then you should not refuse my proposal."

After hearing this, Alvin waved his hand gently and said: "Beauty, I only want to ask you a question!

That wealth you call, is it legal?

From the moment we met, everything you did had nothing to do with legality!

And you are now paying the price for your ‘illegality’…

Why do you think I want your so-called ‘wealth’?”

As Alvin looked at Yelena's strange eyes, he smiled and shook his head and said: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not the kind of person with mental mysophobia.

It’s not that I don’t like money!

But I know illicit wealth always brings trouble...

If I can make a hundred million by sitting here for 20 minutes, why should I risk a plane crash to pursue your so-called wealth?"

Yelena was silent for a while and said helplessly: "You don't even know what you are rejecting?"

"Red house?"

After Alvin asked, he looked at Yelena's wide eyes and said with a smile: "Look, I know what I rejected!

If you want my help in 'rescuing' your fellow beings who are being controlled, you should just say so.

Instead of treating them as bargaining chips...

It doesn't matter that you don't understand me!

But now you should know that I am not so easily impressed!"

As he spoke, Alvin adjusted the position of his seat backwards, closed his eyes and said: "Don't talk, let me listen to the voice of wealth...

I should ask my bank to design a new text message alert tone for me…
Chapter completed!