"President Yang...."
Seeing that Yang Min was somewhat uncooperative, Qin Kun's face darkened. In a tone that was neither cold nor warm, he said, "I know your Wuteng Group really needs that plot of land. But, what can your Wuteng Group give me in return?
Money? My pharmaceutical factory is a money printer; I can have as much money as I want!
Resources? My Qin's Pharmaceuticals is a resource in itself. Whether it's medicinal herb suppliers, large hospitals, or even the health bureau, they're all eager to cooperate with me.
I'm laying it out for you today, President Yang. If you can't satisfy me, then please leave!"
"President Qin, you....."
Yang Min saw that Qin Kun seemed to have made a final statement, and she was both angry and anxious.
If a company's Executive President couldn't secure this contract, how would her subordinates look at her once she got back to the company!