"Ten thousand upper-grade pieces!" Li Chenglong demanded, opening his lion's maw wide.
"Drop dead!"
"Eight thousand!"
"Drop dead!"
"Five thousand!"
"Deal!"
Li Chenglong deflated. Knowing Zuo Xiaoduo as well as he did, he knew he had asked for too little.
Zuo Xiaoduo crossed his legs and lashed Li Chenglong across the back with a whip. "You've already taken your wages, so get to work, damn it! You're a hired hand-what are you dawdling for? Even the poor donkeys on the production team wouldn't dare take breaks like you!"
Li Chenglong muttered to himself in boundless regret, "What a loss, what a loss."
Long before Zuo Xiaoduo returned, Li Chenglong had known that this fellow must have reaped quite a harvest; as his very closest little brother, he was bound to ride that favorable wind and rake in a share. That was an inevitable outcome.
Li Chenglong knew perfectly well that if he had been the one to go out this time, he would also have shared the good things he obtained with Zuo Xiaoduo when he returned. That was simply the kind of relationship they had.
But this fellow had counted all of that as wages instead.
That put a fixed price on it.
But this was downright bullying!
"I should never have brought up wages. I should have asked for gifts!" Li Chenglong felt he had been played.
He should have received two shares, but now they had become one.
"I've lost out so badly."
Once he started working on the Space Rings, Zhongzhong complained even more bitterly.
"Mamma mia! The divine sense restrictions on these haven't even been removed!"
"Isn't this a trap?"
Chapter 328: The Generous and Openhanded Zuo Xiaoduo
Li Chenglong wanted to cry but had no tears.
Now he had lost out even more. He