The vein on Minho's head was about to pop any second. Jongin and Lia watched apprehensively as their CEO was on the verge of exploding.
"What is the percentage again?" he asked, trying to keep his rage under control. Jongin cowered away and tried to look for places to hide when the Vesudas erupted.
"Five percent," he squeaked.
"It's a big number sir!" Lia quipped in. "Seven hundred million! That's two hundred million more profit returns from last year."
"And what is the net profit after the costs are paid off?" Minho asked. He was tapping his foot, impatiently waiting for them to talk.
"Eh…"
Jongin gulped. The CEO would not be happy hearing the numbers. "Four hundred million," he squealed.
"Last year out net profit was six hundred million," Minho stated. The vein on his head was now reaching dangerous levels. "And this year it's four hundred million. What happened to the rest of the two hundred million?"
