"President Zhu, I made myself very clear yesterday that I would not agree to this partnership," Luo Jingxuan said immediately.
A smirk appeared at the corner of Zhu Fuchang's mouth, "President Luo, there's no need to rush, just hear me out."
"What I am here to tell President Luo is that we can adjust our profit-sharing ratio to sixty-forty, with you taking forty percent and us sixty. This profit distribution should be acceptable, I presume. Furthermore, the promotion of your products in the North will be entirely our responsibility at the Zhu Family; you won't have to worry about a thing. Just let us handle the distribution."
"This..." Luo Jingxuan's eyes flickered, and with a glance at Zhu Fuchang, she said, "President Zhu, suddenly offering such significant benefits, there must be more to it than just this simple adjustment."
"Hehe, President Luo is indeed smart," Zhu Fuchang chuckled with a laugh that made him utterly repellent.