"You do have some skill, but unfortunately," Manager Tong nonchalantly walked over and sat down in front of the couch, propping up one leg over the other, and said, "even if you figured it out, what about it? The door's already locked, and my guys are on their way. You've paid the money, do you think you can escape my Five-Finger Mountain?"
As Manager Tong finished his statement, Second Master's face instantly changed, and he angrily said, "Tong, are you planning to pull some trick?!"
"Heh heh, what else do you think I locked the door for?" Manager Tong said smugly: "A genuine Ming Dynasty Chen Zhengming Purple Sand Pot could easily fetch a couple of million at auction. Do you think I would let it go for just half a million? If you hadn't noticed, that would be fine, but since you did, it looks like I'll have to get you to sign a contract, otherwise..."
With those words, everyone present suddenly understood!
Manager Tong had plans for dirty play today!