"Sam, I am your future father-in-law!" Jim yelled angrily.

"Mr. Jim, calm down and have tea." Sam poured a cup of tea for him.

"Lend me money!" Jim said dumbly.

He is like a walking dead these few days. He can't sleep well when he goes home. He can't live a poor life anymore. He wants to win the money back at the gambling table!

"I gave your gambling money, and then you borrowed three million in my name."

"You are the chief director. You won't care about this little money. Give me another million and I will definitely win it back!"

Sam sighed, "Uncle, my money didn't fall from...