Liu Guoqiang was on the verge of breaking down.
Is he to make him another pot? Then he might be the first guy in China to drown in turtle soup!
"Damn you, Wang Chao, tell me, what on earth are you up to?" Liu Guoqiang spits violently to one side, saying fearfully.
Wang Chao gave a faint smile, saying, "I'm not up to anything, I just think it's right that Liu's family cooperates with our Lin Corporation! As for the profit-sharing, I think you spoke very correctly, a 50/50 split won't do, a 72/28 split is the right way, but the Lin Corporation gets 72, Liu's family gets 28."
"What? This is simply a delusion, go dream on!"
Liu Guoqiang screamed unconsciously.
"Just finished a pot of turtle soup, how could you forget? I just said that nothing is impossible."
The corner of Wang Chao's mouth lifted slightly, with a trace of guile and cunning flashing on his face.
"What?"
Liu Guoqiang was on the verge of dying from anger.
It was obvious that Wang Chao was threatening him.
