I told you to get lost, didn't you hear

"Haha... Yes, I've heard that Yang's Cosmetics is the domestic industry leader."

"And your subordinates happen to be my business partners."

"It's better to keep the profits in the family. This is a huge business opportunity. I estimate that once the supply chain is established, my cosmetic formula could generate tens of billions in pure profit for your company!"

"If we expand into international markets, hundreds of billions isn't impossible!"

Lin Fan said with a confident smile.

He then took out the parchment scroll and a sample product!

Let the facts speak for themselves!

Yang Jingying was stunned.

Wasn't this exactly like her dream?

The next step would be having her secretary analyze the product's ingredients!

Lin Fan sat in the office sofa chair like an old man, wearing a strange smile on his face.

Soon after.

The laboratory report came back, confirming there were no harmful ingredients in the cosmetic product!

It also verified the genuine whitening effects.

Afterward, Yang Jingying had someone test it.

The whitening effect was immediate.

It's worth noting that the raw materials mentioned in the parchment scroll weren't hard to find and were relatively inexpensive!

Lin Fan's strange smile grew more smug!

This guy immediately made an outrageous demand!

He directly stated he wanted an 80-20 split!

Yang Jingying picked up the small box containing the cosmetics, playing with it in her hands.

There was a long silence.

"Miss Yang, you can have someone analyze it to verify what I'm saying is true," Lin Fan reminded her.

Yang Jingying smiled, her goddess-like smile captivating the city.

Lin Fan was momentarily stunned.

"Let's do 20-80."

Yang Jingying's generosity!

Caught Lin Fan completely off guard.

As the Dragon King, he had seen many beautiful women.

Abroad, he was constantly surrounded by beauties.

But Yang Jingying's top-tier goddess smile

Instantly outshone all those ordinary faces!

"I didn't expect Miss Yang to be so straightforward, not even checking the cosmetic ingredients."

"I, Lin Fan, am deeply moved."

"Forget 80-20, let's do 70-30."

Lin Fan revealed a charming smile, feeling extremely pleased.

Yang Jingying's tactical retreat

Had touched him.

So he unhesitatingly offered better terms.

"Why only 70-30?" Yang Jingying raised her eyebrows, "My family will be contributing quite a lot."

"We'll be investing in factories, helping with promotion and business connections."

"With all these processes involved, getting only 70% seems unfair, doesn't it?"

The cosmetic formula recorded on the parchment.

Was indeed priceless.

But without matching capital operations.

To put it bluntly.

It would be nothing but worthless paper.

If given to second or third-tier family cosmetic companies to operate.

The results wouldn't be as good as with a first-tier family.

The value realized wouldn't be 100%.

Even 60-70% would be good.

Hoping to quickly penetrate domestic and international markets would be a pipe dream.

Lin Fan's smile froze!

His expression said: Are you kidding me?

When did he ever say he would only take 30%?

"Miss Yang, I meant you get 30%."

Clatter------

Yang Jingying casually tossed the small box onto the desk.

The smile instantly vanished from her face!

"Mr. Lin, aren't you being too greedy?"

Lin Fan shrugged, feigning helplessness: "This is an ancestral secret formula, a closely guarded secret."

"I made a decision that goes against my ancestors."

"My conscience is tormented, I'm only bringing out this formula because I'm broke."

"Miss Yang, if you don't want this business, plenty of others are lining up to cooperate with me."

The implication was clear.

Giving you this cosmetic formula.

Is me, Lin Fan, showing you respect.

Don't be ungrateful.

Lin Fan was absolutely confident.

Yang Jingying would definitely compromise.

After all, this was an extremely profitable business.

Making money was one thing.

Fame and prestige were the key!

With this cosmetic product entering domestic and international markets.

Yang's Cosmetics would leap to become an international super-brand cosmetics company.

Want to aggressively raise prices?

That would be a piece of cake.

But in the next moment.

Yang Jingying showed disgust and waved her hand.

"Go find those cosmetics companies that want to cooperate with you."

"My family's temple is too small to accommodate such a great deity as yourself."

Lin Fan was dumbfounded.

This wasn't how it was supposed to go!

Was it really because he offered too little?

But it wasn't that little!

Seeing that Yang Jingying really intended to dismiss him!

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, then put on a smile.

"Haha... Miss Yang, we can negotiate the profit split."

"Think about it, after this business deal."

"Your family will benefit greatly, gaining both fame and fortune."

"If you think it's too unfair, we can do 60-40."

"I told you to get out!" After a pause, Yang Jingying coldly looked at him, "Do I need to repeat myself?"

That disgust.

Was impossible to hide.

And Yang Jingying made no attempt to hide her loathing of Lin Fan!

The dream was real!

This man before her appeared righteous on the surface.

But his heart was filthy!

Unforgivable!

Lin Fan was stunned, his face instantly darkened as he walked to the desk to retrieve the box.

"Miss Yang! I hope you won't regret today's decision!"

He was the Dragon King!

He was the War God above thousands!

He would not allow his pride to be trampled!

Being Shen Manni's security guard doorman over there.

Had given him enough frustration.

He vowed never to suffer such humiliation again in this life!

"Hehe..." Watching Lin Fan storm out.

Yang Jingying laughed coldly.

In the parking lot downstairs....

Ma Qun was dozing off in the car.

Bang bang-----

Someone knocked on the car window a few times.

"Hmm?" Upon seeing Lin Fan, Ma Qun tried to put on a charming smile, "Dragon King, you're back!"

"What the hell are you smiling about! You look down on me too, don't you?!"

Seeing that smile.

Lin Fan inexplicably felt a surge of anger.

His mood was terrible right now!

Couldn't they see his dark expression?

Did this subordinate have his eyes in the back of his head!?

"No! Dragon King, Ma Qun is absolutely loyal!"

Ma Qun swore.

Don't even mention it.

The deal obviously didn't go through.

Otherwise, Lin Fan wouldn't have gotten such a cold shoulder.

Lin Fan got in the car.

Seeing his superior's bad mood, Ma Qun carefully asked.

"Dragon King, I know several high-class entertainment venues, would you like to go now, or..."

Lin Fan cursed with a black face: "You know what to do, hurry up and drive!"

He needed to vent his anger.

Ma Qun nodded fearfully.

"Yes, yes!"

The car started, speeding toward the proper establishment.

These days should be said

Looking at how hard we're trying

Help take a look at bestie's novel, okay?

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