"It's not difficult for those who know how, and impossible for those who don't."
To Gao Yi, what he couldn't figure out was a piece of cake for Grasse.
Now, the only problem seemed to be that Joelson was left out in the cold.
Before long, Crawford called back, his voice tense with urgency, "Regarding the funds, I've made the report, but the outcome might not meet your expectations, twenty million is a bit too much."
Gao Yi asserted gravely, "Twenty million is the baseline. You can't expect me to settle for just that. I'm taking a huge risk here; I should at least make some profit."
Crawford whispered, "That... might take some time."
Gao Yi continued, "It needs to be fast, it has to be fast. I've already made contacts on my end, and only when the funds are in place can we proceed to the next step."
"Hmm, couldn't you just finish the job first?"
With an impatient tone, Gao Yi retorted, "Give me a hundred men; if I had enough hands, I wouldn't need the money."
