Neo immediately bent down and picked up the pen.
Seeing Neo's movement, the Fat Director inside swiftly gathered the other documents and handed them out. Then, without so much as a professional smile, he turned and hurried away, giving them no chance for a second round of negotiations.
It had to be said, there was a reason the Fat Director had managed to get so fat.
Neo blinked and looked at Kallen, who shrugged back.
Now that they had been seen through, there was no way to keep going. The other party had figured out their bottom line and was certain they would not fall out over this twenty-five percent.
The two could only get up and head outside.
"This Philomina's family is no ordinary family," Neo could only remark. "Ah, I still miscalculated."
"We already did very well, Captain."
"Yes, very well. Divided among a full complement of thirteen, each person would get eight percent. A twenty-five-percent increase is equivalent to three extra people's earnings.
"Actually, the original five percent offered for not setting up an office in the Church Administration Building wasn't free money. A Whip of Order Squad office must have three Communication Formations running at all times: one linked to the Regional Administration Office, one to the Whip of Order department, and one to the Garrison-the Knight Order system.
"A five-percent cut of mission rewards normally isn't even enough to set up and maintain those three formations, because you also need someone on duty there. Unless you, the captain, take the shifts yourself, you have to pay your members an allowance for doing it, don't you?
"Fanny used to handle duty for our squad. When she had something to do, she would swap shifts with someone. Alternatively, the various Whip of Order Squad offices in the