“Change it? How exactly?” This time, it was Ye Ziyu’s turn to get nervous.
Just now, he had already agreed to give away forty percent of the company’s shares. Now that the effects had been proven, he was worried that this young guy might try to raise the price on the spot and become the major shareholder.
And that was something he would never agree to.
“Brother Ye, even though we haven’t spent much time together, we really hit it off back at the gambling stone shop. You’ve treated me, Lin Hai, really well.”
“Haha, you’re too kind, Xiao Hai. It’s because you’ve earned the right to be my friend. Honestly, I wouldn’t bother with just anyone.” Ye Ziyu waved his hand.
“Since that’s the case, I definitely don’t want to screw over a friend.” Lin Hai’s expression was firm.
“I can’t take the shares we discussed earlier. After all, the water I provide is limited. So instead, I’ll just take forty percent of the profits from the facial masks made with my water, not forty percent of your entire company.”
“Oh?” Ye Ziyu looked at Lin Hai with a hint of confusion, not quite understanding why he would suggest that.
You see, those were two completely different concepts. The difference in profits was enormous—after all, his company didn’t just produce facial masks.
“President Ye, agree to it. The value of this facial mask is absolutely immeasurable.” Chief Engineer Liu urged eagerly from the side, his eyes gleaming.
“So then… wouldn’t I be taking advantage of a brother?” Ye Ziyu said noncommittally.
“If you put it that way, then let me add one more condition.”
“Go ahead.” Ye Ziyu nodded.
“Out of two hundred masks each month, I want to take one hundred for free. The remaining hundred can be sold by the company. How about that?”
“Don’t you think you’re being way too unreasonable?” Before Ye Ziyu could respond, Chief Engineer Liu jumped in, visibly anxious.
A mask with such amazing effects, if marketed well, could sell for an astronomical price. And this guy just opens his mouth and wants to take a hundred for free? Just thinking about it made Liu’s wallet ache.
“Xiao Hai, taking half right off the top…” Ye Ziyu frowned as well.
“Brother Ye, I don’t have a choice. Those hundred masks are for the person who supplies me with the water.” Lin Hai shrugged.
And it was true—the Fairy of Yaochi still needed a batch of goods to sell in the heavenly court.
“Alright then, deal.” Ye Ziyu was smart enough to know that if he couldn’t reach an agreement with Lin Hai, and Lin Hai stopped supplying the water, then forget a hundred masks—there wouldn’t be a single one.
“Haha, great! Here’s to a successful partnership!” Lin Hai happily high-fived Ye Ziyu.
“Come on, let’s go sign the contract.” The two of them left the workshop and headed toward the company’s office building.
“Huh?” As soon as they reached the lobby of the office building, they saw Chen Yan, now dressed in ordinary clothes, walking out looking a bit down.
“President Ye, Mr. Lin.” When she saw them, Chen Yan smiled and nodded politely, but she didn’t stop walking. Her smile looked a little forced.
She had just finished her resignation paperwork with HR. Although Bai Chi had already been fired, she had still said she quit and thrown her company badge on the ground. There was no way she could stay now.
Watching Lin Hai and Ye Ziyu chatting like old friends, a flicker of regret crossed Chen Yan’s mind.
If only she had known that Mr. Lin was so close with the boss, why did she have to stick her neck out and get involved? What could that Bai Chi guy have really done to the boss’s friend?
Now look—she’d lost her job. And the company’s pay was really good. Her family wasn’t well-off either. Now that she’d resigned, she had no idea what she was going to do.
“Wait a moment.” Lin Hai suddenly called out to Chen Yan.
“Mr. Lin, do you need something? If so, please ask someone else. I’ve already resigned, so I can’t help you anymore. Sorry.” Although Chen Yan was feeling down, she still kept a smile on her face and spoke very politely.
“You really did resign?” Lin Hai was surprised. She had been so warm and attentive to him earlier, and he was just about to put in a good word for her with Ye Ziyu. He hadn’t expected her to be so headstrong—quit just like that.
Then, an idea suddenly popped into Lin Hai’s head.
“Haha, good for you!” Lin Hai’s eyes lit up.
Chen Yan frowned, unsure what he meant by that.
“President Ye, Mr. Lin, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be going.”
“Hey, don’t rush off.” Lin Hai quickly stopped her. “After you quit, what are your plans?”
“Plans?” Chen Yan gave a helpless smile. “Look for another job, of course.”
“Don’t bother.” Lin Hai snapped his fingers.
Chen Yan blinked, confused.
“Brother Ye, how much do you pay your staff here?”
“Uh… I actually have no idea.” Ye Ziyu rarely even came to the company, so how would he know details like that?
“We make 5,000 here,” Chen Yan answered hesitantly.
“Got it.” Lin Hai nodded. “Brother Ye, once these masks go into production, how much profit do you think we’re looking at?”
Ye Ziyu frowned. He didn’t handle the day-to-day operations, but that didn’t mean he lacked business sense. In fact, he was something of a business genius.
“This mask has miraculous effects. We shouldn’t position it as a daily chemical product, but as a luxury item. Our target customers should be socialites and wealthy ladies. At first, we need to build the brand, so we can’t set the price too high. Let’s say around one million.”
Pfft!
“How much?” Lin Hai nearly fell over. He had tried to estimate the price as high as possible, but even then, he thought maybe 1,000 per mask would be pushing it—and even that might not sell.
But no, Ye Ziyu was even more ruthless. A million right off the bat, and that was only because they had no reputation yet. He actually considered that a lowball price.
Chen Yan’s mouth fell open. She was completely dumbfounded.
“A million per mask? Are they seriously talking about face masks?” Suddenly, she felt like the world of the rich was something she would never understand.
“Brother Ye, a million per mask? Who would buy that unless they were an idiot?”
“Hahaha.” Lin Hai’s comment made Ye Ziyu burst out laughing.
“Xiao Hai, when it comes to gambling on stones, I can’t hold a candle to you. But when it comes to understanding the rich? You’ve got a lot to learn.”
Ye Ziyu raised an eyebrow with a smug look.
“Let me tell you, Xiao Hai. A million is just to break into the high-society market. Once we’ve built up some recognition, even if we charge ten million per mask, they’ll be begging us to sell it—and we’ll decide whether we feel like it.”
“Holy crap. Isn’t that a bit over the top?” Lin Hai’s eyes went wide.
“Heh, don’t you worry. But the early stage will take some time for promotion and marketing. You don’t need to worry about that—the company has a dedicated team. Just sit back and wait for the money to roll in.”
Suddenly, all Lin Hai could see in his head were strings of cash.
“A million per mask, a hundred masks is a hundred million, forty percent is forty million? And if Ye Ziyu isn’t bluffing, later on at ten million a pop, that’s four hundred million a month!”
“Holy mother of—four hundred million a month!!!” Lin Hai counted on his fingers and nearly scared himself silly.
“Holy crap, at this rate, I’ll be the richest man in the world soon, won’t I?”
“Don’t bother looking for another job. I’ll pay you a hundred thousand a month, and I’ll even throw in a car!” Lin Hai turned to Chen Yan and said proudly.
“A hundred thousand a month? And a car?” Chen Yan was completely stunned.
After a long pause, as if something had just dawned on her, she spoke hesitantly, “Are… are you trying to keep me?”
