Wangshan,
"Damn! What you're saying makes sense, but where the hell am I supposed to get you five hundred thousand worth of goods? You want me to hand over a heap of trash? Do you think the tax office is dumb, that they don't check prices online when assessing consumption tax?"
Broomhead,
"That's easy... But your online handle is Wangshan? Isn't that a bit too poetic? Are you repressing some deep, dark brooding?"
Wangshan,
"Shit! I didn't want to be lectured by Broomhead! Cut the crap! Get to the point!"
Broomhead,
"Alright, I'll send you a temporary employment contract. You provide remote sniping support, help me rob this place. I'll take the risk, we split the proceeds, and your share will go through my company's name, an inside purchase at an internal price. That'll make the deal, and your accounts clean. Anything over five hundred thousand is your extra commission. Do or not?"
Wangshan,
