Chen Zheng fell silent for a moment, then slowly stated his terms. "I already own 30% of Lanluo Purple's shares, so that's enough for me. However, I want to obtain 70% of all profits from the Beauty Cream!"
"Haha, Mr. Chen, are you joking?" Pan Ziying said.
"I am not," Chen Zheng replied calmly.
Pan Ziying stood up abruptly and slapped the table, her eyes flashing with anger. "Mr. Chen, as a shareholder of Lanluo Purple, you should understand that such an unrealistic demand is unacceptable."
"First, the specific effects of the Beauty Cream have not yet been verified. Second, the 5% stake is already a sign of our respect."
"I hope you understand that Lanluo Purple belongs to everyone. We should not harm the company's interests for personal gain."
