"Have we agreed to acquire the Green Pine Bamboo, then split the sales revenue equally between us in batches?"
Although Long Yan's tone carried a hint of inquiry, he had already surmised the crux of the matter in his mind. Watching Zhang Tianmen nod affirmatively, Long Yan felt a bit surprised. If this plan were true, then earning millions in profit wouldn't be a far-fetched idea.
"So, so Zhao Yue from the Sword Business Association wants us to have a sit-down discussion. Elder Long, what do you think?"
Looking at Long Yan, Zhang Tianmen had already made a silent decision ever since Long Yan single-handedly dealt with the Iron Hand Chamber of Commerce. From then on, he resolved to follow Long Yan unconditionally, certain that he hadn't misjudged him. In such a brief period, Long Yan had elevated the Yanmen Commerce Association to unprecedented heights—something Zhang Tianmen hadn't even dared to dream of before.
"Go, of course we should go."
