Li Xiaoyao took out fifty thousand from his bag and placed it on the table.
Xiao Quan looked at the five neat stacks of red banknotes and felt his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
Li Xiaoyao said, "You've been with me through so many places, and there's still one hundred thousand left. Let's split it, fifty thousand each."
Xiao Quan swallowed hard and said, "Boss, I can't take this money. I hardly did anything. You're the one who cracked the case. I was just running errands. If you really give me this much money, I won't feel right about it."
Li Xiaoyao said, "Enough, stop the chatter, acting like a woman, all hesitant and whiny. Find a bag to put the money in and deposit it in the bank."
Xiao Quan wanted to say more, but Li Xiaoyao said, "If you don't take it, don't expect to be called the next time something good comes up."
