"Hero Chu, the amount you're asking for's too much. Our association doesn't have that much money!"
Milky Ash had a worried look on his face. His numerous experiences told him that today he could only admit defeat; there was simply no other option!
With that thought, Milky Ash, crestfallen, tentatively asked, "Hero Chu, could you possibly ask for less?"
"What kind of lousy merchant association are you if you can't even produce a million and eight hundred thousand, but you still try to loan out high interest rates!"
Chu Nan gave Milky Ash a look of disdain, but he also knew in his heart that it was realistically impractical for Milky Ash to produce a million and eight hundred thousand.
Thinking over it, Chu Nan feigned thoughtfulness, then after a few moments of silence, waved his hand, "Alright, five hundred thousand, but no less. If it's any less, I fear it might tarnish the reputation of Tianbang Merchant Association. I'm considering your position here, you know?"
