Several executives discussed the matter and finally came to an answer.
"Then let's follow General Manager Zhang's suggestion and sign the contract based on a ten percent profit margin,"
As soon as these words were spoken, Song Shuming's face changed dramatically.
Meanwhile, Cao Yuming let out a sigh of relief, finally not having to play up to Song Shuming.
"What do you mean, a ten percent profit margin is enough to make you interested?"
Song Shuming suddenly exploded, clearly very dissatisfied with the performance of the other executives.
Likening to a group, the leader with a full smile tried to persuade, "Old Song, why do you have to be so picky with the young? Let's just forget about a little personal grudge, shall we? Can't we overlook this matter for the sake of the company's interests?"
Song Shuming would not listen to the persuasion and pointed at their noses and cursed.
