Our Own Standards

"You bought it? How much did you spend?"

"Four hundred thousand dollars." West shrunk back, voice turning smaller.

He spent $400,000 to buy this ancient thing?

Chen Zhao was speechless. Glancing at West, he said, "You already signed the contract? Can you destroy it? How about we send some evil spirits to terrorize the seller?"

"President, we're a legit government department."

"Fine." Chen Zhao's heart felt dead.

"President, there are a lot of caves in the mountain behind it," West explained. "It can act as a residency for the evil spirits. They can help train our members and also participate in our future missions."

"Fine, fine." Chen Zhao was annoyed. His plan to get himself a pretty office was ruined now.

"This place is really big. Not only did we buy the land, but the forest belongs to us now too. We can build more infrastructure here."

"Where's the money?"