"Exactly, if you don't have the fucking money, then drag your wife over here to sell. After all, you've put our company's artists through the same shit,"
After these words were uttered, the garish woman behind them was so frightened that she swallowed hard, terrified and hiding behind the green-clothed boss.
The green-clothed boss himself froze on the spot. At this moment, both Wang Jie and Li Ergou were a bit dumbfounded and couldn't help but glance at Da Long, who also felt that he had said something wrong. He then looked at Wang Jie and again at the green-clothed boss.
"Forget it, your wife is nothing special. It's really not worth the hassle,"
"But mark my words, if you don't settle this matter with us, we will never let it go,"
Right then, Li Ergou immediately slammed the table.
"If you really don't have the money, we'll give you a 10% discount. Just give us nine hundred thousand,"
"But we have one condition, let your wife sleep with us for one percent of a night,"