The facts proved that not every act could be pulled off flawlessly. As a qualified capitalist, Keiryu Doma would not be fooled by currency conversion tricks—but was Sogo Doma really that easy to read? The answer was...
"Not RMB—U.S. dollars!"
That excessively honest attitude had pleased Keiryu Doma immensely. He fell silent for a long while. "..."
"Thirty million? And in U.S. dollars? Sogo, are you trying to fleece me? That piece-of-junk car you gave me couldn't possibly be worth—"
"A piece of junk?" Sogo Doma tilted his head. "That piece of junk can go head-to-head with tanks on land. Even RPG rockets couldn't break through its defenses. Of course, don't ask me how I know..."
"I know even if I don't ask..." Keiryu Doma wanted to cover his face. This kid was beyond his control, beyond saving. Fortunately, his main account hadn't been ruined, so he could just let this alt run wild!
"Old man, you even know that? Looks like you're getting smarter and smarter lately. Since you're so smart, you must know what I want, right?"
"Reimbursement..." Keiryu Doma gritted his teeth.
"How can you use such a cold word as reimbursement? You should say that, considering the gift, you ought to give me a reward..." Sogo Doma corrected him. What was wrong with this world? Why were people so cold toward each other? A father and son using words like reimbursement—there was no familial warmth at all!
"Sogo, after saying all that, aren't you just trying to get more money out of me? If it's a reward, then it can't be based on the original price you named..."
"Eh? Is that so?" Sogo Doma put on an innocent look, then cut in, "If that's what you think, old man, then I guess I can't really argue.