Seeing the short and fat man rub his fingers, a hint of pleasure flashed across Wang Xing's face. He wasn't afraid of the other party being greedy; he was afraid they wouldn't be greedy. A greedy person could be easily settled as long as they were given enough benefits. However, Wang Xing didn't know how big the other's appetite was, so he tentatively said, "President Yang, we're brothers, don't hold back. Just name your price."
"Straight to the point." The short and fat man said with a smile. "I want a five percent kickback."
This was a blatant request for a kickback, and he had the gall to be so brazen about it. Ye Fan snorted disdainfully. No wonder the payments were always delayed; he was angling for a payoff. However, this five percent was somewhat excessive.
