"Forty percent is simply too high, Mr. Ezio, we really can't bear it..."
Fress's expression of anxiety was half genuine, half feigned. The Northern Trading Company may not have had a first-rate intelligence network in the Northlands, but it was still a local power. During this period, several merchants' associations had sent representatives to make contact with "Nanali's Alchemy Workshop," putting Fress somewhat on edge. Although he was the undisputed leader of the Northern Trading Company, there were many things... that were not solely up to him.
"At most, we can only bear twenty percent..."
"The Red River Merchants are willing to discuss up to forty-five percent, Mr. Fress."
Fang Zheng unapologetically interrupted him, and Fress just pursed his lips.
