Salute To The General

Chapter 725 Greedy

The interior of the private room was decorated lavishly. In the middle of the room was an ornately carved long table. Sitting at the head of the table was Liam Lane.

At 1.9m tall and with a strongly-built body, Phillip Lane cut an imposing figure from where he stood beside Liam. His eyes were sharp and piercing as he stared at Nathan and the others.

Stationed around the room were twenty other men who were standing stiffly with their hands behind their backs and blank looks on their faces.

It was obvious from the way they held themselves that they were not your average men.

Wayne brought their guests inside before heading to Liam's side. In a low tone, he informed, "Sir, they're here.”

Dressed smartly in professional clothing, Penny smiled as she introduced herself, "Good day, Mr. Lane. I'm the president of Cross Group, Penny Smith. We're here today to -"

"Sit down!" Liam cut her off.

Penny was taken aback at the unfriendly tone in his voice. Although he was inviting her to sit, the way he interrupted her was just plain rude.

For a moment, she did not know what to make of his attitude.

was still the president of a hundred billion company. Remaining calm and thinking on her feet

rest of her entourage before pulling out a chair to

front of him and busied himself with pouring

here. You wish to become business partners with the

frank, Cross Group is a Southern company. If we were to force our way into the Northania market to sell the liver cancer vaccine, we would most definitely run into some opposition from

they were the best suited to work with Cross Group. She was sure that the Lane family would be more than willing

a smile on her face as she waited for his

family agrees to work with you.

while you sell them. Taking away the production costs, how about we split the net income by

very generous offer on Cross Group's part. They were willing to sacrifice a substantial amount of profit just so they

too little.” Penny was puzzled. "Mr. Lane?" Picking up

careful deliberation with the company executives. This was the most they were willing to

family

"Then what do you propose, Mr. Lane? If it's

the vaccine in Northania. As for the profits, | want ninety percent.” His words caused the eyes of the Cross Group executives

stood

ether at si there's nothing

feet, intending