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Snatching jobs?
Carson Flores just smiled faintly, without any attempt to narrate the true facts. If someone came looking for trouble, what did inverting black and white matter?
"Brother, I'm new to Polgel and don't understand much. How about you do the math for me?"
The tattooed youth was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Carson to be so composed.
He plunked down next to Carson: "Sure, I'm always fair in my dealings. You snatched a big job from Rat, which could've earned a commission of nine hundred thousand. You took the job, you got the performance, so shouldn't you give him the commission?"
Carson nodded calmly: "Is that it?"
Is that it?
The tattooed youth was thrown off by Carson's reaction.
Sergio Combs didn't deceive him about the nine hundred thousand commission and explained what was going on, but if they were going to make trouble, they needed a reason to do so.
