Even as Frank shook his head, he soon had a better idea and told Bravo, "How about this? You probably won't have any use for this land right after reclaiming it from the Salazars. Why not rent out the land and the factory along with the machines to me? I'll pay you ten percent more than what the Salazars paid you before."

"What?!" Bravo gaped and shook his head firmly. "No, absolutely not!"

Frank frowned in turn. "What about twenty percent?"

"No, you misunderstand, Mr. Lawrence." Bravo quickly understood that Frank had the wrong idea when he raised his price. We'd never charge you the price we charged the Salazars—it'd be going against our conscience."

He then added, "So, how about this? We'll only charge you the rent for using our land. The factory and the machinery didn't come from our money anyway, so you can have it on the house. Don't turn us down now, Mr. Lawrence, or you'd be disrespecting myself and Mr. Stinson."

Seeing that Bravo was determined, Frank nodded exasperatedly. "Fine. But I'll still give you a ten percent cut on any products manufactured here—I'll be needing some muscle for security."

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