"Ah, Boss Gao, I beg you." Wei Dong's face turned ashen. "I can give you a bigger kickback."
Gao Zhengzhong shook his head, picking up his cup of wine on the table. "I don't need kickbacks. As long as you follow my lead, I can sign this contract with you. You can make ten million."
"Really?" Gao Zhengzhong saw a glint of excited surprise in Wei Dong's eyes, his body slightly quivering.
That was ten million, the life goal he dreamt of day and night.
Normally for such a project, even if it makes ten million in profit, he would have to grease some palms; perhaps half of it would go to Gao Zhengzhong's side.
But now, with it all going to him, his heart was moved, of course.
"However, no pain no gain, you need to understand that." Gao Zhengzhong said cunningly, raising his head, looking toward the bathroom door.
Wei Dong's face shifted, he sheepishly said, "Boss Gao, Mengdie is my girlfriend."
