"Do you want it or not? Fine! Zhou Shuijin, I'm not asking for much. Just half, give me a hundred and fifty thousand, and we're good. If you're not even willing to give me that, I'll go out and fully expose you. With the sixty laptops down in Storage Room 3, the moment I speak up, not to mention three hundred thousand! You won't get a dime..."
Huang Can sat on the office sofa with a cigarette hanging confidently from his mouth, threatening Zhou Shuijin.
"Huang Can! You're ruthless! No wonder you agreed so readily when we first talked about splitting it eighty-twenty. So, you were planning to threaten me at this time?" Zhou Shuijin glared at Huang Can, furiously speaking.
"So what if it was? Anyway, I only have one thing to say, we split it fifty-fifty so everyone gets a piece, or I expose you, and we both get nothing." Huang Can said with a smile.
