Mr. Sun gave a dry laugh. "Boss Shen, there's something you may not know. Business has been tough recently. We're not like President Pan with his massive enterprise. Our liquid capital is limited. If you pull out that much money all at once, our company won't be able to operate."
Shen Lu tsked. "Fine, I'll give you another week then."
"A week? That's too short. How about half a year?"
"What? No, that's alright. Great. In that case, I'll be waiting for Mr. Sun's good news in three days." Shen Lu hung up the phone and went to take a shower.
On the other end of the line, Mr. Sun said "Hello?" a few times. When he realized Shen Lu had mercilessly hung up on him, he cursed angrily.
General Manager Chen, munching on some peanuts, asked with concern, "Is it really a good idea for us to deliberately withhold the money? What if we need to borrow a car from her again?"
