Meihua Daxiong's face instantly changed, and he became extremely displeased.
"I came here to discuss a solution with you. Isn't Doctor Chen being a bit unreasonable?"
Chen Bin let out a cold laugh, his attitude still firm.
"Doing it my way is the only way to resolve this matter."
Meihua Daxiong suddenly stood up, looking furious.
"In that case, we've got nothing to talk about."
To him, Chen Bang was blatantly extorting them.
Meihua Hall had been operating on Joy Street for over ten years, and the income was quite considerable.
Yet for the sake of one underling, Chen Bang dared to ask for such a sky‑high price. This was simply ridiculous!
Chen Bin just sneered, tapping the tabletop lightly with his finger.
"If you don't agree, I'm afraid you won't be walking out of here today."
Meihua Daxiong didn't believe this at all and got up to head straight for the door.
He hadn't expected that as soon as he opened the door, a dark gun barrel would be pointed right at his forehead.
