After he paid five thousand yuan in cash, when the car arrived, he needed to pay the remaining amount, fourteen thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine yuan.
Lance stood by the window and watched Eric leave with a group of lackeys. He shook his head slightly, "What an idiot. I hope his uncle and dad of a Mayor finds out about this and doesn't get a stroke from the anger."
At night, after closing time, when everyone had left, Lance called his people and, driving a truck, went straight to the Imperial District Branch.
He had already notified Branch Director Bru. Branch Director Bru wouldn't come himself, but the police would assist them with everything.
Everyone was quite familiar with Lance. Upon seeing him, they greeted him warmly and even independently moved all those gambling tables and equipment out of the evidence storage, placing them just outside the branch's warehouse.
About a dozen officers were helping out. Lance handed them an envelope filled with ten-dollar bills.
