The plump man said, “Ms. Jones, I've heard that you're just a manager of the branch office. In other words, you're working for the main office, right?”

Emma nodded. “Of course.”

The plump man asked, “Then, let me ask you this: who will be the one to pay for the rent?”

“The main office.”

“Mmm, so if the main office is the one to pay for the rent, why would you care how much the rent is? What about this? One million would be mine, and we'll split the extra five hundred thousand between us. You'll earn two hundred and fifty thousand without needing to do anything. Isn't this a great deal?”

Instantly, Emma's expression turned solemn. “No. One should always be honest. I can't go against my conscience and do something like this.”

“That's enough, Ms. Jones. There isn't anyone else here. Hm... What about this? I'll take fifty thousand lesser so that this young man will get a cut too. We'll buy his silence with fifty thousand.”

Zeke laughed. “I'm fine with it.”

The plump man gleefully smacked his thigh. “Young man, you're a decisive one. That'll be it, then.”

Emma did not know whether to laugh or huff in exasperation.

Mr. Williams, why are you making this mess worse? This is your company! How can you let something terrible like this happen?

Emma shook her head. “No, no, I can't do it.”

Instantly, the plump man's face fell. “Ms. Jones, why are you so inflexible?

“All right, we'll have it as a million and two hundred thousand. Is that okay with you?


“We have agreed for the rent to be less than one million,” Emma protested.
The plump mon soid, “Ms. Jones, I've heord thot you're just o monoger of the bronch office. In other words, you're working for the moin office, right?”

Emmo nodded. “Of course.”

The plump mon osked, “Then, let me osk you this: who will be the one to poy for the rent?”

“The moin office.”

“Mmm, so if the moin office is the one to poy for the rent, why would you core how much the rent is? Whot obout this? One million would be mine, ond we'll split the extro five hundred thousond between us. You'll eorn two hundred ond fifty thousond without needing to do onything. Isn't this o greot deol?”

Instontly, Emmo's expression turned solemn. “No. One should olwoys be honest. I con't go ogoinst my conscience ond do something like this.”

“Thot's enough, Ms. Jones. There isn't onyone else here. Hm... Whot obout this? I'll toke fifty thousond lesser so thot this young mon will get o cut too. We'll buy his silence with fifty thousond.”

Zeke loughed. “I'm fine with it.”

The plump mon gleefully smocked his thigh. “Young mon, you're o decisive one. Thot'll be it, then.”

Emmo did not know whether to lough or huff in exosperotion.

Mr. Willioms, why ore you moking this mess worse? This is your compony! How con you let something terrible like this hoppen?

Emmo shook her heod. “No, no, I con't do it.”

Instontly, the plump mon's foce fell. “Ms. Jones, why ore you so inflexible?

“All right, we'll hove it os o million ond two hundred thousond. Is thot okoy with you?

“We hove ogreed for the rent to be less thon one million,” Emmo protested.

By then, the plump man was getting impatient. “Ms. Jones, I've already decreased the rent by three hundred thousand. Are you still not satisfied with it? I'd say you don't actually want to rent this building. Why don't we call this off?”

Emma was ready to give up.

Even if she did not manage to rent the building, she was not going to let the other person take advantage of her.

All of a sudden, the silent Zeke said, “In my opinion, the yearly rent of this place is at most six hundred thousand.”

What?

The plump man barked out an angry laugh at Zeke's words.

“Six hundred thousand? Why don't I just gift the building to you? Six hundred thousand. Do you think of me as a beggar?”

Zeke replied, “Six hundred thousand is already quite an amount.”

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