Wu Jinyan held her hand and shook her head seriously. "Yingxue, you can't do this. I can't take so much money from you. When Thousand-Jiao Pavilion is running smoothly, even a 10% share is not a small amount."
Su Yingxue let go of her hand and smiled. "10% isn't a small amount, so 50% is a lot for me. Besides, I don't know how to do business. Manager Qi is the one running the clinic, and I'm only responsible for treating patients. Manager Qi is already exhausted from running a clinic, let alone you, sister. Besides, Thousand-Jiao Pavilion isn't an ordinary shop. With you there, it's still my eyes, isn't it?"
Wu Jinyan thought about it for a moment. Su Yingxue was right. The Thousand-Jiao Pavilion, being a gathering place for women, could indeed be her eyes, helping to overcome many difficulties.
With this understanding, Wu Jinyan accepted the adjusted profit-sharing ratio without objections.
