...to seize her family's property and scheme against her.
The Lan and Gu families had been close for so many years that they were practically relatives, even if they weren't related by blood.
"But Mom," Gu Yousi said, "have you thought about it? We're not the kind of people who would falsify the accounts, and Grandpa Lan isn't the suspicious type. Besides, he said he wouldn't interfere in running the factory. He's already thought it through. If we still turn him down, we'll be dithering."
"That's true."
He Chunlian had thought the arrangement was improper at first, but after hearing Gu Yousi put it that way, she felt her daughter had a point. After a moment's thought, she clapped her hands. "How about this? We'll just take a smaller share."
"You only want ten percent?!"
Even after decades in business, Lan Yeping had never met anyone who volunteered to take the short end of a deal.
He was stunned, and a little ashamed. When all was said and done, he had been calculating when it came to Liang Ying. He had known she was honest and capable, but he had never expected her to be so selfless.
"Yes. I can't put up that much money, and you're providing most of it. Ten percent is enough for me," Liang Ying said, embarrassed.
Lan Yeping set down his teacup and smiled. "But you'll be managing it too. To tell you the truth, if you weren't running the Textile Factory, I wouldn't feel comfortable investing. Let's make it a seventy-thirty split."
"No, that won't do. I'll draw a salary for managing it. As for the shares..." Liang Ying was about to refuse without a second thought.
Lan Yeping raised a hand to stop her. "Liang Ying, how about this? We'll give that