The School of Pharmacy, the Dean's Office.
The two of them entered one after the other. Song He went straight to the desk, pulled open a drawer, took out a document, and handed it to her. "Take a look!"
"There really is one?" Xiang Xiaotong asked in surprise. She picked up the document and flipped through it. "Whoa! An assessment by the Three Barrels of Oil?"
"Nonsense. The Three Barrels of Oil are professionals. If we don't have them assess it, who else would we ask?" Song He said as he lifted his teacup and drank.
"It's really that high?" Xiang Xiaotong flipped to the figures, her eyes going wide. "Once the operation is expanded, the estimated annual revenue is three trillion? Net profit of four hundred billion?"
"After factoring in the impact on all related industries, it can provide roughly 2.6 million jobs in the Great Northwest and greatly strengthen our country's energy stability, reducing the adverse effects of fluctuations in the international energy market," Song He said. "Once every industry makes money, it'll spend that money in other industries. As the money circulates, it'll form a positive cycle. At the very least, the economies of the provinces in the Great Northwest should be able to take a small step up."
Xiang Xiaotong gave a thumbs-up and continued flipping quickly. "Why isn't there anything about the cooperation?"
"We're still negotiating," Song He said. "The preliminary agreement is a fifty-fifty split. We'll establish an energy company and cooperate with the Three Barrels of Oil. We'll be responsible for Gasoline Bacteria technology and initial gasoline production, while the Three Barrels of Oil will handle gasoline processing and global sales. Each side will do what it's good at, which will save everyone a lot of trouble."
Xiang Xiaotong nodded. "We really should