The short man scratched his head in annoyance, opening his mouth to speak, "What do we do now?"
"What else can we do? We do as Miss Chu says. Don't forget, technically, we work under Chu Group. If anything goes wrong, Miss Chu will be blamed, not us." The tall man gathered his resolve, said firmly.
Humans die for wealth, and birds die for food. In any case, if they were asked, they would say it's Chu Ruohan who ordered them to do so.
"Two million is not a small amount. We'll split it in half when the time comes."
The short man seemed to be persuaded. Looking at the check in the tall man's hand, his vacillating heart immediately firmed up.
"Let's do it. Worst case scenario, with this money in our hands, we can find other jobs."
The two men, with an agreement and the check in their hands, happily left the cafe.
After leaving the cafe, Chu Ruohan drove straight to JK International.
Standing at the front desk in the lobby, a hint of impatience flashed in Chu Ruohan's eyes.
