"Let's cooperate," she pleaded, her throat dry from speaking. She had laid out everything, all that could be said and all that couldn't.
If old Mr. Addis still refused...
She would have to ask her elder brother!
Although, this was the last thing Du Ruoxin wanted to do.
"Hmm—"
The old man hesitated, weighing the pros and cons.
After a long while, he still frowned and said, "I will consider it carefully."
"Miss Du, you may return first. I will give you an answer later."
It wasn't that he didn't want to agree to Du Ruoxin, but this matter absolutely required Christiano's approval.
Otherwise, his agreement would be futile.
Du Ruoxin didn't want to be dismissed. She wanted to return home soon to be with Dou Dou.
Before entering the office, her daughter had called again, asking if she could come home tonight.
Therefore, she had to finalize the contract by 12 o'clock at the latest, or she would miss her daughter's competition.
Du Ruoxin smiled gently, "It's fine, I'll wait outside."
Addis: "..."
Really!
Forcing him to give an answer today, no, immediately?
Did she intend to follow him wherever he went if he didn't agree?
The old man looked at the closed door, both annoyed and amused.
With a hint of helplessness, he took out his phone and dialed Christiano's number. "Sir, Miss Du just came to see me."
Christiano replied indifferently, "Did you agree?"
Addis: "Not yet."
Christiano: "What conditions did she offer you?"
Addis: "An additional 5% profit on top of the original terms."
Christiano: "It's a sure win. Agree to it."
Addis: "Yes."
After hanging up, the old man didn't immediately reply to Du Ruoxin. It wasn't until an hour later, when Du Ruoxin grew impatient, that she entered the office again.
"Old Mr. Addis, would you like some watermelon?"
"I just bought it outside, it's especially sweet."
Was she using fruit to gauge his thoughts? No, to hurry him?
The old man saw through Du Ruoxin's little trick at a glance and smiled. He said, "Thank you."
Du Ruoxin seized the opportunity to ask, "By the way, have you considered it?"
Addis looked at Du Ruoxin with a smile, "Do Miss Du's words today count?"
More precisely, did Rong Jingyang agree?
A 5% concession was not a small matter.
"Of course," Du Ruoxin promised. "If you agree, we can sign the contract now."
She had calculated that a concession within 8% was still within the company's acceptable range.
Of course, one shouldn't negotiate at the bottom line.
Addis extended his hand, "Miss Du is right. For public and private reasons, I have no reason to refuse."
Du Ruoxin reached out and clasped his hand. "Happy cooperation."
Addis: "Happy cooperation."
"Then I will wait for Mr. Rong here?"
Du Ruoxin: "Okay."
After leaving Tata Group, Du Ruoxin called Rong Jingyang.
But the call kept ringing, and no one answered.
What was going on?
Du Ruoxin then dialed Fan Yinghao's number. "Yinghao, I just finalized the cooperation with Tata. Prepare the documents and the company seal, and come find me."
Fan Yinghao: "..."
No, Madam, how could you be so swift?
"Ah?"
He asked, surprised.
Du Ruoxin heard his confusion and asked, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
There is!
Of course there is!
Master doesn't want to cooperate with Tata. They...
Du Ruoxin waited for a few seconds, but there was no response from the other end. Her heart skipped a beat, and she asked again, "Yinghao? Speak."
Fan Yinghao: "We—"
Just as he began to speak, a sharp screech of brakes tore through the air, reaching Du Ruoxin's ears.