Upon hearing this, Cui Yunzhi's beautiful eyes lit up instantly, "What good idea do you have?"
"I need you to cooperate with me and act in a play."
Yang Cheng smiled slightly, then lowered his voice to explain his plan.
Apparently, the person who cut the brake lines thought they were doomed, so no surveillance equipment was installed in the car, and Yang Cheng spoke with reassurance.
After listening, Cui Yunzhi's face bloomed into a smile, tinged with some doubts: "Mr. Yang, you saved me and Grandpa, why are you still willing to help the Cui Family? You don't seem like someone who needs money; surely you wouldn't be so invested because of that mere one billion?"
Actually, Yang Cheng's attire looks quite ordinary. He doesn't like to wear any famous brands; he buys clothes solely based on whether he likes them and their comfort. He doesn't seem like someone with a wealthy background, but Cui Yunzhi feels that with his talent, if he wants to make money, it should be quite easy.
