He had just heard one hundred and fifty million, but now it had become two hundred and fifty million.
It seemed Harrison wasn't there to negotiate in good faith but to extort him.
Harrison waved his hands repeatedly, looking innocent. "Mr. Quinn, don't get me wrong. You're the one swindling me! I said two hundred and fifty million; you must have misheard. Why are you blaming me?"
He sneered, unafraid, seemingly confident he had Ethan cornered.
Ethan coldly snorted and said indifferently, "Two hundred and fifty million could replace all the equipment at Brown Pharmaceuticals and add another production line. If you don't want to sell the equipment, I'll just buy the factory building. Give me the factory transfer contract, and you can deal with the equipment yourself."
"Fine! Whatever yo
