Gao Yang and Jack were standing together chatting when Alexander quickly caught up.
"How did it go?"
"Not great, he still doesn't believe us."
"We cooperated pretty well."
"The coordination wasn't too difficult. Even though I don't know what you're planning, I know you definitely have a purpose and confidence."
Gao Yang and Alexander exchanged a few cryptic words, then Jack took a swig of beer and asked, puzzled, "What are you talking about?"
Alexander smiled and said, "Oh, nothing much, just had a little tactical coordination with Ram just now."
Gao Yang also smiled, "Cooperating with experts is so refreshing."
Jack sighed, "You still didn't say what happened."
Alexander said, "Max wants to buy the patent or jointly develop this gun with us. We would collect a royalty fee, a six percent rate, meaning every gun Remington sells, I receive six percent of the total price."
Jack shook his head, "Don't do that, the market for this gun is too small."
