Killing someone is but a moment's effort.
Joanna's eyes were cold, but then she slowly started to laugh:
"That's right, you're a real man. My Meow Meow Meow following you isn't exactly a loss. As for the cake here in Paris, I can't possibly swallow it all by myself. Partnering with you isn't a bad idea. However, I need some funding for operations. I'll split the profit fifty-fifty with you. What do you think?"
Lu Qing loosened his grip; if there's room to negotiate, then this matter can proceed. Compared to George's indecisiveness, she seemed far better suited to be a collaborator.
"Deal."
At that moment, someone walked over and whispered a few words into Joanna's ear. Joanna waved them away, signaling them to leave. The look in her eyes was strange, carrying an air of mockery mixed with something unsettling:
"Lu Qing, it seems someone else has taken a liking to our Meow Meow Meow."
