"Based on that ratio, we would have given you 30%," Mr. Xu said solemnly.
Blue veins popped on Feng Wu's forehead.
"You're taking half of our all-purpose transformation liquid, but if you found it, you would only give us 30%!"
Uncontrollable fury filled Feng Wu's chest.
However, Mr. Xu said indifferently, "You should be grateful that we're not taking 70% now."
Grateful?!
Go to hell!
Feng Wu had never been so angry before.
She slammed her palm on the chessboard and seemed to have turned into a ball of angry flames.
Staring at Mr. Xu, she smirked. "70%? I won't even give you 10%!"
Mr. Xu frowned.
Why was this girl so unreasonable?
He was being very patient with her because she had His Majesty's token. Why was she so stubborn?
He glanced at Mr. Lu, asking the latter to discipline the girl.
Mr. Lu felt conflicted.
Didn't he want to keep everything? Of course he did.
But he couldn't.
