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Lin Jing asked, "Then how many percent do you want?"

"This... I'll give you thirty percent, is that okay? "

Zhou Bing wanted to curse. He slammed the table and shouted: "30%? For a crappy advertising company like yours, it's already good enough for you to have our help. Without us, Director Lin, you can only drink porridge. Thirty percent, and at least forty percent that's what you said