"Did you think you could treat our country like a brothel?" Shoumori Tan trembled with anger, feeling humiliated enough that Habuto Asuka and Hashimoto Kanako were sent to him as playthings. Yet Fang Jueyu was still unsatisfied and demanded even more outrageous things.
Wanting Mizuhara Rimi to spend the night with him, did he think he was the king of the world? Did he want every top female star of the nation to spend the night with him too?
But Shoumori Tan didn't dare to say this out loud. This was someone he couldn't afford to offend, no matter how unreasonable his demands were.
Thinking about this, Shoumori Tan took a deep breath, making an effort to calm his tone. "Mr. Fang, I can't make this decision on my own; I need to discuss it with my superiors."
"Alright, I'll give you five minutes to discuss. If you can satisfy me, I might consider cutting you some slack on the money you owe me," Fang Jueyu said before hanging up without hesitation.
