"As the saying goes, open accounts make good brothers. I should get half the profits from this store!"
Dong Xiaoyan pouted.
"You're pretty, and your ambitions are even prettier!"
Feng Yin immediately rejected, "I'll give you at most a 5% stake! You contribute so little and yet you have the audacity to demand half!"
"Five percent?"
Dong Xiaoyan nearly jumped up, "Little Lingzi! You better think clearly before you say something!"
"I have considered it very well, it couldn't be clearer."
"I'll give you one more chance to refine your language!"
"Five percent! It's 5%!"
Dong Xiaoyan was on the verge of collapse, "I have so many things! From inside to outside, except for the old Xu couple, everyone's mine! How dare you give me so little?! What kind of unjust world do we live in?!"
"What is your stuff worth?!"
Feng Yin didn't budge, "I might as well tell you, apart from here, who else can convert your things into resources? If anyone dares, let them come forward!"
