Making New Medicine
" Wait, What? Brother Jun, You want our Sky Group?"
The spoon almost fell from Wang Ming's hand as he hurriedly asked.
" Of course not. How can I steal something which is yours, Brother Wang? I said, A company like Sky group, not Sky Group itself." Jun Tianyun shook his head.
" And, My second demand is a group of capable men. The Martial Apprentice stage, Fifty of them, will be fine. They will be solely under me, Jun Tianyun. Wang Clan would have no relation with them."
" Little Jun, Aren't you asking for too much? Getting fifty trained individuals of Martial Apprentices isn't easy. Moreover, A whole company? It will be more than a hundred million yuan." Wang Hui spoke. " We are losing more than we can get."
" Well, How about it? I will add something you would like." Jun Tianyun laughed. " How about...I help two of your Peak Stage Martial Apprentices to become Martial Masters?"
Everything turned silent for a moment. Jun Tianyun could hear the hurried breathing of Wang Hui.