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Seeing Zhang Xiaoyu's confident demeanor, Jing Zhe smiled and patted her head. Zhang Xiaoyu, like a well-behaved child, was a little afraid to move.
He withdrew his hand and smiled, "Since you want to do it, I will naturally support you. However, I think it will be particularly difficult and arduous for you. If you get tired, just stop."
"I'm not afraid of being tired!"
Zhang Xiaoyu stubbornly raised her head.
"Okay, then I support you."
Thinking about her behavior outside the winery earlier, she seemed to have the air of a strong woman, so Jing Zhe agreed.
After hearing this, Zhang Xiaoyu became happy, but then said seriously, "You told my father before that half of Zhang Family Winery belongs to you. Now that Zhang Family Winery has two branches, there may be a third or even more in the future. So I have decided to change this ratio."
After hearing about many companies, Jing Zhe admired Zhang Xiaoyu's ambition.
However, she intends to expand, so reducing her own share shouldn't be a problem, since he doesn't usually participate in the business and can only collect money passively.
But Zhang Xiaoyu's words took him by surprise.
"No matter how many Zhang Family Winery stores open in the future, our profit-sharing ratio will remain fixed: I'll take 20% and you take 80%, or I'll take 10% and you take 90%!"
"..."
Jing Zhe was taken aback for a moment, then asked in surprise, "You... did you ask your father? Would he agree?"
"I don't need his consent. From now on, I'll be in charge of the Zhang family. Since I've agreed, I believe he will agree as well."
"..."
Why does it feel like a serf who has been liberated is suddenly turning their back on everyone?
But he still refused, saying, "No, that's too much. I already think a 50/50 split is too much, and now you've raised it so much more. Besides, you want to open wineries in other places in the future. How much silver will I have to take from you for free?"
I'm not afraid of you taking it for free, I'm just afraid you won't take it!
The more you take, the better, then you won't have to run away!
This was Zhang Xiaoyu's true thought, but she was too embarrassed to say it aloud, so she said, "Actually, it's not much left. If it weren't for you, our Zhang Family Winery would have been gone long ago. If it weren't for your help this time, our winery would have been gone anyway, let alone adding another one! In my opinion, this winery should be yours. We're just working for you. I'd be very satisfied if we could get a small share!"
Listening to Zhang Xiaoyu's logical analysis, Jing Zhe nodded repeatedly, but still didn't want to agree.
I feel like this is too much of a bargain...
After thinking for a moment, he said, "I don't like either the 28 or 19 you mentioned."
"So what do you like?"
He said seriously, "If I had to choose, I'd choose 69!"
"Sixty-nine?"
Zhang Xiaoyu thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so she asked curiously, "What exactly is this 'six nine' you're talking about? If we calculate it according to six nine, the total is more than ten!"
After thinking for a moment, Jing Zhe found a perfect explanation.
"What you just said makes sense to me. If it weren't for me, these two wineries in Jingzhou might not belong to the Zhang family now, right?"
Zhang Xiaoyu nodded obediently.
"So, I want more of this, about 90%. If you want to open branch wineries in other places in the future, then it will be entirely up to you. But I will also open newspaper branches all over the country. We'll work together. I'll take the lead for you, and I'll promote it for you when you go. That way, I'll take 60%, okay?"
Jing Zhe's suggestion was brilliant. Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes narrowed into crescent moons after hearing it. In the future, she would not only be able to keep in touch with him in Jingzhou, but also in other parts of Anguo. That was wonderful.
It would be even better if we could have some closer contact with him in certain places...
"Okay, I'll listen to you. I like Liu Jiu a lot too!"
Zhang Xiaoyu was overjoyed.
"Yes, I hope you'll always like Liu Jiu!"
Looking at her thin, red cherry lips, Jing Zhe said.
Yes, I will. I'll always like it.
Jing Zhe nodded and said, "Alright, you don't need to see me off anymore, I'll take you home!"
"..."
It turned out that the two had already walked some distance, and with the sky getting dark, Jing Zhe had no choice but to take her back.
After dropping Zhang Xiaoyu off at her doorstep, Jing Zhe said, "By the way, since you want to run the distillery, then go for it! If you encounter any difficulties, just come to me! Especially if anyone dares to cause trouble, I'll beat them up for you!"
Zhang Xiaoyu didn't say anything, but obediently nodded.
"I happen to have quite a few marketing ideas as well. There's no time to share them today, but I'll come over and talk to you about them whenever I have more time in the future!"
"Okay, okay!"
"Will you come often in the future?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked excitedly.
Suddenly, she realized that although her uncle, who had been imprisoned, had done many heinous things in the first half of his life, he had ultimately done something good, rekindling their somewhat estranged relationship.
"Alright, I'm leaving now."
"I'll deliver another one—"
"Don't bother seeing me off, or I'll have to bring you back later. If we keep going back and forth like this, I might as well not go home tonight and just stay at your place!"
"..."
Zhang Xiaoyu pursed her lips, wanting to say "okay," but seeing that he really had something to do, she waved to him and watched him leave.
The moon hangs high in the sky, a gentle breeze stirs, causing her long, black hair to sway softly—a scene of tranquility and beauty.
...
Jing Zhe went straight to the newspaper office.
Although it was late, the newspaper office was still brightly lit.
Just as Jing Zhe reached the door, Wu Pin stopped him.
She glanced at him and asked, "What are you doing?"
"President Jing, I've been taken advantage of!"
Wu Pin retorted indignantly, "You only come here a few times a day, and everyone else is often out too. The people from the Ministry of Culture, the Ministry of Military Affairs, and other departments all left early, and only the people from the Interview Department and the Logistics Department who just returned are still here—that's because they were out for half a day, so it's only right that they stay a little longer! But I've been working so hard here for so long, why should I have to stay with them? It's not fair!"
Listening to Wu Pin's "logical" analysis, Jing Zhe sneered inwardly: Isn't this your own fault?
"You want to compare yourself to me? I'm the president, I don't even need to come, can you compare? Besides, when you're sleeping all day, why don't you complain about being tired? When others are working hard inside, why don't you complain about being tired? You complain about being tired just because you're asked to stay a little longer? If you can do it, then do it; if you can't, then get out of here. Stop talking so much nonsense, or you'll get a beating!"
"..."
After finishing his rant, Jing Zhe went into the newspaper office.
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