广州蒙伟彬少爷: slams hand on table Where's my 100 million, huh? Don't play dumb.
fingers twitching, tries to calm himself I...I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Mon.
leans in closer, eyes narrowing Don't you dare lie to me! I know you've got it. Hand it over now!
It was just an accident. I swear!
slams fist on the table, causing tea cups to rattle Accidents happen when you're clumsy and careless! You think you can just waltz out of here?
Look, Mr. Mon, I'll pay it back, I promise.
grabs Wood's collar, pulling him close Pay it back? You think a simple apology will make everything right? You stole from me, Wood!
tears welling up in his eyes I'm sorry, Mr. Mon... I really am.
releases Wood's collar, smirking Sorry ain't gonna cut it, Wood. You owe me big time. And I want my money back, in full.
But where will I get 100 million?
smirks, leaning back in his chair You think I care about your problems, Wood? That's not my concern.
What do you want me to do, Mr. Mon?
leans back in his chair, crossing his arms You wanna know what I want, Wood? I want you to suffer. Suffer until you realize the gravity of your actions.
smirks, tapping his chin thoughtfully Well, Wood, suffering comes in many forms. How about this?
What do you have in mind, Mr. Mon?
grins wickedly You're gonna beg for mercy every day, Wood. You'll be working for me, doing menial tasks until you've paid off your debt. And let me tell you, Wood, I won't make it easy for you.
Wood starts working for Mon Wei Bin, doing menial tasks every day. The tasks are often humiliating and exhausting, but Wood has no choice but to comply. As days turn into weeks, Wood realizes the depth of his entanglement with Mon Wei Bin and struggles to find a way out.
I will get 90 million when my task finished and the 10 million is for you!
narrows his eyes You think you can negotiate with me, Wood? You're not in a position to be making demands.
If I finish the task, you’ll pay me 100 million, right?
smirks, leaning forward Finish the task, and maybe I'll consider your little request. But mark my words, Wood.
I can’t wait to finish the task and get 100 million!
laughs mockingly Hah! You think you can just walk away after completing your tasks? Don't get ahead of yourself, Wood.
leans in closer, voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, Wood, you're so naive. You think I'd just let you walk away after all this? No, no.
leans back in his chair, crossing his arms I want you to publicly apologize to me for stealing my money.
looks around, embarrassed A public apology?
smirks, enjoying Wood's discomfort Yes, Wood. A public apology. You'll gather everyone in town and admit your crime.