Getting the IFC Contract -Final

"Do you think he will be in trouble signing that kind of contract with us?" Jin asked and Kraft merely smiled as he enjoyed the taste of his red wine. Kong Rong suddenly appeared as he requested a meeting with those two rascals who were out there pressuring his clan mate to get the deal. 

"You guys… Seriously." Kong Rong took the bottle in front of them and drank straight from it. 

"If we are expanding, we will need a decent amount of place. The location matters but space is more prevalent. Creating Dimensional Instance is one thing but there's a need to tell everyone we own the mother freaking basement of IFC." Kraft raised his cup towards Kong Rong and both of them clicked their 'glasses' together.