"Well, it's time. How are you thinking?" Lin Hao crushed the cigarette butts in his hand and died in the ashtray. He raised his eyebrows and asked.

"I want a promise from you. Otherwise, it's hard for Xingjia to cooperate with Fangjia." Xingming looks up at Lin Hao cautiously.

"Oh? Let's hear it. " Lin Hao smiles and holds his chest in both hands.

"in addition to the share Xingjia deserves, I also need a promise from Fangjia that Xingjia will not be allowed to start in ten years." Xingming sat up straight and his expression was quite different from Lin Hao's casual posture.

"ha ha Does it take ten...