Chapter 17: I am your great-aunt Wang Liyao
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"Wang Liyao, we agreed on thirty percent of all revenue!"
After being stunned for over ten breaths, the Commandery Prince of Heng jumped three feet high in anger. At this moment, he had none of the grace and poise of a noble prince, but rather resembled a petty commoner haggling over every penny.
Pointing at Wang Liyao, he roared, "Do you not know that a gentleman's word is worth a thousand gold pieces?"
Only those who have experienced poverty become more concerned with profit, and the Commandery Prince was no exception.
"First, I am a young lady. Has Your Highness ever heard that young ladies are hard to raise? Second, Wang An'nan is my grandson, and I find it hard to beat him up," Wang Liyao said calmly and unwaveringly. "If you raise it to fifty percent, I might reluctantly agree."
"You want an extra twenty percent just because you find it hard to beat him? You're a true inheritor of Tianhe, a great prodigy destined to walk the path of a saint. Can you have a bit more dignity?" The Commandery Prince of Heng felt as if a knife had slashed his heart, causing him great pain.
"Sigh~ My master... went bankrupt," Wang Liyao sighed deeply.
"What? Senior Tianhe...," the Commandery Prince of Heng was shocked, "He, he invested everything he had?"