Bai Jinglie pointed a finger upwards. "If the cut for those above suddenly shrinks, they're going to ask questions."
"You know I'm completely dependent on him right now. If I mess up this job, a lot of things could get difficult for me in the future."
Ancient Wen Heng pondered for a moment. "But this sea trade venture of mine also has risks. If something goes wrong, won't you also have to bear the responsibility?"
"You should probably give them a heads-up first, just to save yourself from being in an awkward position later on."
"Are you that unsure about it?"
Ancient Wen Heng shook his head. "Who could possibly guarantee something like this?"
Jin Qianqian sat silently to the side, inwardly rolling her eyes. 'Listen to his tone,' she thought. 'He's looking for a surefire profit with zero risk. Where on earth does that happen?'
Bai Jinglie said, "Well, I don't suppose Brother Gu has any other ideas for our glass workshop to make another fortune?"
