"Ten billion? Are you robbing a bank?"
Wang Tianbao was furious.
"Meiying is an exclusive formula, no other company has ever owned it. If you buy it, you can earn the money back in just a few years."
Ye Huan had a playful expression on his face.
If Wang Tianbao was willing to spend ten billion, Huan wouldn't mind selling him the formula. After all, Huan could come up with a formula that easily outmatches Meiying.
But if Wang Tianbao didn't buy it, it wouldn't be a loss either.
Judging from his reaction and anxious price inquiry, it was clear his target was the Meiying formula, not a sincere collaboration.
Liu Tianyun, a veteran in the business world, easily saw through this.
With a stern look, she pointed to the door, "Chairman Wang, it seems we don't need to cooperate. Please leave?"
"You..." Wang Tianbao gritted his teeth and stormed off.
The fat on his face shook with every step.
Before leaving, a look of malice flashed in his eyes.