"Kid, what do you mean, we're all here, and you still won't submit?"
The bald man who opened the door shoved Lin Yi. Lin Yi's expression remained calm as he stepped back with a smile.
Seeing how submissive Lin Yi appeared, the others all burst into laughter.
"Don't rush to make a move yet."
Wu Guangqiang spoke, and the room fell silent. He said:
"You're the Journalist who's been after us for money, right?"
"That would be me."
"So, tell me, how much do you want?"
"That's hard to say. It depends on how much you actually owe others."
"Damn, haha..."
Wu Guangqiang laughed heartily, "You really dare to ask, huh."
"Debt needs to be paid, we must be reasonable, right?"
"Well said, I almost want to applaud you." Wu Guangqiang replied:
"I had someone calculate, we owe about 1.5 million. Now, there are 16 of us in this room. Knock one down, and you'll get 100,000. The opportunity is yours; it depends on how much you want."
"Haha..."
