Chapter 435
- “But I only want to give a hundred grand.” Zhao Zhixin said it like a command: “I think you two need to talk this over.”
- “No need.” Francis had cooled off and made the call fast: “Your offer’s fine. A hundred grand it is. Tomorrow have your lawyer come to Quilter Capital and we’ll sign the contract.”
- Zhao Zhixin nodded, satisfied. “Settled then.”