How much my private equity fund can earn in a year, even if you're not clear on the exact figure, you should have a rough idea, right?
However, your idea does have a certain feasibility.
So, I can help, but I must get the share I deserve.
Yet, I don't want to tarnish my good reputation, so what should I do?
Why don't you give me a suggestion?"
Han Lie spoke with a strongly mocking tone, and the lingering effects of alcohol seemed to have no impact on his reason.
Gao Diaomao felt very regretful about this.
But as Han Lie spoke, Gao Diaomao also felt a strong sense of relief—
I'm not afraid you'll ask for too much; I'm only afraid you won't ask at all, and even more afraid you have other schemes in mind!
If it was simply a matter of wanting a share of the profits, that would be much easier to handle.
"Mr. Han, how many shares do you want?"
"That depends on how much net assets your company has..."
Han Lie smiled amiably, then dropped a bombshell—
