Yang Xiao wasn't blinded by greed for money, insisting on squabbling with Xu Chao over ten or twenty thousand yuan.
It was simply because that sum of money was rightfully his, and he would not yield it to others.
He had always been a principled man, taking only what was due to him, not a penny less; and refusing what wasn't his, not a penny more.
This had nothing to do with whether he was wealthy or if he needed that ten or twenty thousand yuan.
"From what you're saying, Mr. Yang, are we completely unable to negotiate?" Xu Chao's smile finally began to fade somewhat.
For a smiling tiger, the disappearance of the smile means that tiger is very angry at that moment.
To put it further, at this moment, that smiling tiger is very dangerous.
