It would be a waste not to.
Since Wan Rong misunderstood, Su Jingxing was naturally happy to cooperate.
"Ten million for a week's delay. How's that?"
There was a moment of silence.
After that, Wan Rong's voice containing suppressed anger came through the phone.
"Two million, let's be friends."
"No need," Su Jingxing blurted out. "When I do things, the starting price is always ten million."
Silence.
There was a long silence.
The other end of the call fell silent.
Just when Su Jingxing thought that Wan Rong had given up——
"Five million!"
Wan Rong's voice that came through gritted teeth suddenly sounded. "This price, if you're unwilling…"
"Fine, five million then," Su Jingxing interrupted.
"…"
Smiling silently, Su Jingxing continued, "Five million dollars. Send it into Manager Liu's bank account immediately."
"Huh?"
