"Hurry up. Don't dawdle around like an old lady," Song Yun said contemptuously to Zheng Cai. "Decide for yourself whether to give up the land or to fight for it."
"Old Zheng, just give him the land," Zheng Ju's mother urged, looking at Zheng Cai. "As long as you're unharmed, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
"No way, I can't give up that land. I've already found the right goods and established supply channels. How can I give up here?" Zheng Cai insisted through gritted teeth. "This is about all kinds of big and small things going forward. In short, there's absolutely no way I'm giving you that land."
"Zheng Cai, I told you to give it to him. Is this worthless piece of land even worth your son's name?" Zheng Ju's mother shouted. "Don't forget the company is ours, and I say give it to him."
