"I wouldn't dare!" Zhao Guozong lay prostrate on the ground. "I would never dare harbor even the slightest thought of betraying the Empire! My plan is to first ask for a smaller share. Once we sign the agreement, how much we can eventually get will depend on our own abilities. The key is to let their company keep operating! Otherwise, if all that's left is an empty factory that doesn't produce anything, what's the point?"
Dahe Baiyi showed a pensive expression.
Zhao Guozong secretly lifted his head for a glance. Seeing Dahe Baiyi hesitating, he hurriedly continued, "Think about it—once we sign the agreement, he'll have no choice but to accept this arrangement's existence. Next year, the year after, we keep increasing the percentage of our cut, using the 'boiling a frog in warm water' approach, letting them get used to our presence. By the time they realize it, we'll already be like something grown together with them, impossible to tear off!"
Dahe Baiyi's expression softened.
