Ma Wu was not usually overly concerned with his reputation, but this time, he was truly angry.
Lu Yuanshan poured Ma Wu a glass of wine. "Junyang, what are you saying? We're brothers. If you make money, we're happy for you."
Lu Yuanhai chimed in, "That's right, we're all happy for you."
"Happy about what?" Ma Wu didn't drink his wine. "Shouldn't you be happy? Both our families invested money to make a movie. Now that it's profitable, shouldn't we just split it as agreed?"
"That's too formal, too formal," Lu Yuanshan said, offering Ma Wu a cigar. "Talking about splitting money makes us seem like strangers. We're brothers; we don't stand on such ceremony."
Lu Yuanhai added, "Old Five, it hasn't been easy for you, struggling in Greenwater City. We brothers feel for you. Helping you out is only right."
