Luo Fu had still been hesitating, but after Tao Zhi abandoned him and left, he immediately slapped the table and shouted, "I'm in! Materials, resources, ores—I have more than I could ever use. Since you can make something of them, how could I refuse? We'll divide the profits according to what each side provides. Would I, Luo Fu, be afraid of anything?"
There weren't that many twists and turns in a partnership with the Ghost Dao. If they had to hammer out every tedious detail, the partnership would never get off the ground. They had more than enough resources; they simply lacked the technology and ability to process them. I was precisely the person who could turn their resources into profits. Thus, the Ghost Dao's joint-stock company was soon finalized.
Once the company was established, I would naturally be its largest shareholder. After all, I was contributing money, labor, and personnel, while they only needed to continuously supply raw materials and sit back to reap the benefits.
Thinking that I would never again have to worry about a shortage of raw materials, I naturally found my excitement difficult to restrain. So while everyone was gathered around the box, I took out a Ghost Dao alliance contract, had them read it one by one, and sign their names. That made it a written alliance agreement, and from then on, the profits would of course have to be divided according to its terms.
The terms had been drafted by the merchants and civilians, then approved by my wife. Naturally, I had taken a huge advantage. For example, if they supplied me with enough materials to build three warships, they would only receive one in return. It was rather heartless, but it was still gentler than the terms of the other Ghost Dao