Luo Shu looked toward Song Zongheng and Yan Moxiang, smiling slightly, "Have you come to discuss cooperation?"
Yan Moxiang slowly set down the cup in her hand and spoke in a calm voice, "Name your price, and I'll buy the formula." She had personally experienced the effects of the Snow Skin Cream. If she could buy the formula, the future profits would be immeasurable.
"Not for sale!" Luo Shu refused without hesitation.
"Do you know who we are?" Yan Moxiang looked at Luo Shu displeased. Never before had anyone dared to show her such disrespect.
"I do not need to know who you are. If you have come to negotiate cooperation, I welcome you; if not, then there is no need for us to continue this conversation," Luo Shu said with a light smile. She had contemplated this outcome initially and was thus prepared to handle it. Now, with her father present, she had even less to worry about.