The video call ended, and Cao Siniu was completely numb.
"Ye Fei, what the hell gives you the right to pin this on me?"
Ye Fei glanced at him with disdain and said coldly, "Well, don't take the money then."
Cao Siniu clenched his teeth in anger as he glared at Ye Fei, and as he was about to retort, someone pulled him from behind.
"Siniu, let's not sweat the small stuff. Let's just take the money for now and deal with the court visits later," someone said.
"Exactly, that's six hundred thousand. For the six families, it's a hundred thousand each, not a small sum at all."
"Right, right, just a few trips to the court. Haven't the other issues been taken care of already?"
Under their persuasion, Cao Siniu's face eased up considerably.
But then, he said, "If that's how it is, then all six families need to pitch in."
"Sure, sure, of course," they agreed verbally.
But inwardly, they didn't feel the same way.
