Bab 296: 295: Meeting Again

Inside a room in a fairly large building in the inner area of the city of sin, a man wearing an expensive looking red suit had a deep frown as he looked at the papers laying before him on his desk.

He took in a deep puff of the Cuban cigar in his hand, then he exhaled and released a sigh as he slumped into his chair.

"Profits from the sales of Neon have gone downhill."

"Although we tried to reduce quantity produced, it greatly affected the customers and we had a backlash because of it."

"More people than we ever expected were reliant on Neon and even when we tried to increase the price, Neon still got sold out quickly."

The man in red suit took in another puff while looking at the ceiling with tired eyes.

"I'll have to stop selling Neon very soon."

The instant those words left the man's lips, the wooden door of his office flung to the wall at a tremendous speed.

BANG!