"Who the hell needs it? Just another stinking man! A dime a dozen! If I wanted a man, I could wave my hand and have a bunch of them falling over themselves. Do you think I need your sorry ass?"
Qian Ruxue ranted and raved but refused to get out of the car.
Qin Feng knew that Qian Ruxue would definitely agree to the OEM (Original Equipment Manufacturer) arrangement; however, this woman was quite cunning and was surely aiming to set conditions. Therefore, he cut to the chase, "If you have something to say, say it."
The OEM contract from three years ago was extremely unfair to Blue Sky Pharmaceuticals. If Shencao Ji wants our family to do the OEM work, the contract must be redrawn. There has to be a minimum order quantity set, and even if the product ends up unsold, you'll still have to pay the OEM based on that minimum."
"A minimum? How much are you thinking?"
