Wu Kefan was the first to agree to An Wuyang's proposed share of the profits.
An Wuyang looked at Zhou Xiang again. "Brother Xiang, you'll provide the funding, and I'll give you a five-percent share of the net profits as well. What do you think?"
Zhou Xiang quickly calculated the rate of return. They would need to pay ten million US dollars for the goods, then receive at least ten million Xia Guo Yuan in net profits. At first glance, it didn't seem like much.
However, the ten million US dollars would be returned in full, on top of which they would receive at least ten million Xia Guo Yuan in net profits. That amounted to using over sixty million Xia Guo Yuan to earn ten million Xia Guo Yuan in less than a month. It was an excellent deal!
"I'll agree on behalf of my father!" Zhou Xiang answered decisively.
This time, Zhou Xiang didn't give a cautious answer.
That was because Zhou Xiang knew very well that he was highly replaceable. It was only ten million US dollars. If Shengqing Commercial Bank didn't want to participate, plenty of others would.
After all, this offered a net profit return of as high as fifteen percent. More importantly, the funds would be tied up for no more than a month. How could nobody want to participate?
What a joke!
There would be plenty of people fighting to join in. They might even try to push the price down.
Therefore, Zhou Xiang agreed to the profit-sharing plan on behalf of his father without hesitation.
An Wuyang then looked at Zhu Guanghao, Sun Kairui, and Xu Haoran. He emphasized, "Regarding this operation, I only care about the result, not the process."
"I only hope there won't be any problems with the result!" An Wuyang made his meaning clear.
"I'm willing to give you fifty percent of the net profits for you to distribute among yourselves. As for how you divide it internally, that will be up to you." An Wuyang cut off a large piece of the cake and handed it to Zhu Guanghao and the other two, leaving them to divide it themselves.
After all, An Wuyang had not yet grown into a towering tree. He still needed others to shield him from the wind and rain. So matters like dividing the cake and offending people were best left to Zhu Guanghao and the others.
Besides, if An Wuyang handled the distribution himself, how could he divide it?
According to their respective positions?
If that were the plan, then as the son of the Shengqing Public Security Bureau director, Zhu Guanghao should receive the most.
Sun Kairui was the son of the Shengqing Public Security Bureau First Deputy Director, so naturally he should receive the second-largest share.
Then there was Xu Haoran, the son of the Shengqing Customs Second Deputy Director.
Their status and positions could be ranked, but what about the specific amounts?
Twenty percent for Zhu Guanghao?
Fifteen percent for Sun Kairui?
And only ten percent for Xu Haoran?
Under such a distribution plan, An Wuyang would only need to give up forty-five percent.
But wouldn't the three of them object?
Even if Zhu Guanghao received twenty percent, he would still wonder why An Wuyang had forty-five percent in his hands.
Sun Kairui would wonder why Zhu Guanghao received more.
Xu Haoran would also wonder why he had only ten percent.
The human heart was far too complicated!
An Wuyang couldn't guarantee that the conflict over dividing the cake wouldn't erupt. So he would rather cut off a large piece first, hand the entire fifty percent of the profits directly to Zhu Guanghao and the other two, and let them worry about how to divide it.
That way, he transferred the conflict over dividing the cake from himself to the three of them. More importantly, An Wuyang was handing over fifty percent of the profits all at once, making it look as though he was giving away more than the forty percent he had left.
It had to be said that An Wuyang had handled this exceptionally well.
Only by being good at sharing benefits and willing to divide the cake could he win over more people, form an alliance of shared interests, and protect himself.
If An Wuyang wanted to fight alone, merely getting this batch of precious e-waste into the country would be a massive problem.
Even if he found every possible way to bring it in and even extracted the gold, how to sell that gold through legitimate channels would become another new problem.
Only by distributing the benefits as An Wuyang was doing now, winning over the relevant parties, and forming an alliance of shared interests could he ensure that the benefits truly ended up in his own pocket instead of remaining a phantom valuation.
Faced with the fifty percent share of the net profits An Wuyang had thrown out, Zhu Guanghao and the other two all took a deep breath.
They had originally thought that if An Wuyang gave them ten percent of the net profits, that would already count as generous. They had been planning how to fight for more benefits later, even considering how to make An Wuyang understand their importance without making things awkward.
Who could have expected An Wuyang to cut off half the cake and let them divide it among themselves?
This...
Was his vision really that broad?
Zhu Guanghao took a deep breath. "As expected of the heir to Wugengtian Group, which was willing to offer the 2N+2 severance compensation plan. Brother Wuyang, you've got tremendous guts!"
"My father said that everyone should make money together. That way, everyone can be happy together!" An Wuyang replied with a smile.
That was the truth!
What good could come from keeping all the benefits for yourself?
As the great man said: Have more friends and fewer enemies.
If enemies were everywhere, wouldn't every step be difficult?
"Brother Wuyang, call the kitchen and hurry them along. Have them serve the dishes so we can celebrate our successful cooperation together," Zhu Guanghao said.
An Wuyang smiled in reply. "Sure, Brother Guanghao."
"By the way, brothers, do you want to drink?" An Wuyang asked as an afterthought.
Zhu Guanghao shook his head. "Everyone drove here, and we have matters to discuss when we get home tonight. Let's use drinks instead of alcohol today. Once we've finished our business, we can celebrate together. How does that sound?"
An Wuyang naturally agreed. "Okay!"
"That's right, we won't drink today. Everyone has things to handle when they get home," Sun Kairui added in agreement.
An Wuyang immediately called Yang Jing. He first told him to serve the dishes at once, then added that they wouldn't be drinking and should bring up drinks instead.
Yang Jing understood the unspoken meaning behind An Wuyang's words. Since they weren't drinking, he wouldn't need to help entertain the guests. So Yang Jing didn't come to the private room again and directly instructed the kitchen to start serving the dishes.
As dish after dish was brought out, and with the profit distribution having already been agreed upon in advance, the dinner could be said to have ended with both host and guests thoroughly pleased.
Before eight-thirty that evening, everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, then departed one after another.
All of them were eager to get home, because they still had to discuss this cooperation. After all, it involved enormous profits. How could they not be anxious?
After everyone had left, Yang Jing casually asked, "Brother Wuyang, did the dinner work out?"
An Wuyang scolded him with a laugh. "Stop poking your nose into these matters!"
"Hehe." Yang Jing scratched his head with a grin.
"There's one more thing." An Wuyang reminded him, "You should apply to register for a pharmaceutical distribution license, then apply to our Wugengtian Pharmaceutical Group to become one of our pharmaceutical dealers."
"Brother Wuyang, could you explain?" Yang Jing asked hesitantly.
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