Having heard this, Zhou Yu finally released his hand.
Originally, according to his temperament, he would have killed Huang Zongsheng outright to eliminate future trouble.
But now, as the Lin Family needed money, Zhou Yu had made this demand, sparing Huang Zongsheng's life.
"Since you agreed, let's get on with it now."
Huang Zongsheng clutched at his throat, coughing repeatedly.
"Mr. Zhou, Zongsheng Group has assets worth tens of billions. To integrate it into the Lin Corporation will need at least a month, and the cooperation of hundreds of people. Here and now, it's simply not feasible."
Zhou Yu, admittedly unfamiliar with these matters, realized that Huang Zongsheng was still trying to buy time.
"I'll give you half a month. If you can't manage it by then, your death won't be a pretty one," he said.
"Remember my words, I generally don't joke."
After saying this, Zhou Yu turned and left.