"Cut the crap, give me the money!"
Being stared down by the two of them, Cai Mingri suddenly felt a bit embarrassed, but losing face in front of his underlings was better than losing face in public. Determined, he cursed while giving Brother How and Milky Ash a kick each.
"Ri Shao, you know the company has been doing poorly recently. We can't collect the protection fees, and the company hasn't seen any revenue for a long time. Where am I supposed to get the money?"
Seeing that Cai Mingri was not joking around, the two men's faces became even uglier. Brother How was the first to sob, looking pitiful: "We haven't had any income, and because of Chu Nan's restaurant, the company has been losing money."
"If Brother How has no money, what about me?"
Milky Ash spread his hands with a look of grievance.
"Damn it! Are you two pretending to be poor with me? Have I raised you two in vain all these years? You're grown men, and you can't even come up with a thousand yuan?"