Ji Yuanlong knew Yang Fan was formidable, but right now, it was he, Ji Yuanlong, who had the upper hand, not this kid Yang Fan. What right did he have to negotiate terms with him?
"Is that so? We'll just have to wait and see if you can get your hands on that money." Ji Yuanlong stood his ground. If he could not achieve his goal of signing Ye Haitang under his banner, his last resort would be to completely ruin this woman Ye Haitang.
"Yang Fan, rest assured, even if I can't get the money, I'll give you the eighty million. That was the contract I signed initially; I won't let you walk away without a single penny." Having been in the business world for so long, Li Shangfeng naturally understood the ins and outs. With Ji Yuanlong holding the advantage, it was likely that Yang Fan really couldn't get the eighty million.
