Rong Jingyang's breathing hitched, and he remained silent.
Du Ruoxin, sensing the silence on the other end of the phone, felt a jolt, her heart rising slightly. "What's wrong? Is there a problem? Do you think five percent is too much?"
Rong Jingyang said slowly, "Not exactly."
Du Ruoxin: "Then you agree?"
Rong Jingyang's expression turned stern. "I have no intention of cooperating with Tata. Yinghao has already gone to sign with Maruti."
Du Ruoxin: "!!!"
What?
They're signing?!
Her mind was a muddled mess, and she managed to force out, "Why didn't I know?"
Rong Jingyang, why didn't you tell me you didn't want to cooperate with Tata?
Why did you let me go all out to negotiate with Adis?
Now that I've finalized it, you're telling me you don't want to cooperate???
Rong Jingyang, you're playing with me!
Du Ruoxin's breathing deepened, and her mind exploded with a "buzz."
The man bluntly stated his concerns, "Tata is controlled by the Rothschild family. Given my feud with Christiano, do you think I'd have a market if I signed with them?"
If Christiano targeted him, not only would the billions invested go down the drain, but he wouldn't know what consequences would follow.
Rong Jingyang couldn't afford to take the risk.
Du Ruoxin breathed a sigh of relief—so that's what it was about.
"Don't worry, the market won't be lacking. The old man agreed that if we sign a contract with him, we'll get half the share."
Rong Jingyang: "What about the Rothschild family's new energy vehicles, and Tesla?"
Du Ruoxin: "We won't let Tesla enter India."
"Rong's, the Rothschild family, half the market each."
Rong Jingyang's brow twitched slightly. "Why?"
Was Christiano willing to give him benefits?
No matter how he thought about it, it felt like a trap!
Du Ruoxin—【Because of me.】
Her elder brother must have seen her determination to conquer the Indian market and didn't want to confront her, nor did he want to see her do anything foolish.
But Du Ruoxin couldn't say these things directly. "Tata makes money, and my brother makes money. It's a win-win."
"Instead of watching you cooperate with other companies and make a fortune, it's better to be with Tata. It also avoids internal strife and price wars."
Rong Jingyang still felt it was a trap. "Is Christiano that kind?"
Du Ruoxin's breath deepened. "Mr. Rong... do you... misunderstand my brother?"
Rong Jingyang let out a cold scoff. "Heh—"
Calling him "brother" repeatedly, she certainly trusted him a lot!
Rong Jingyang's tone was icy. "Have you forgotten how my leg was broken?"
Du Ruoxin's breathing tightened. "No..." How could she forget that? "But..."
The man coldly interrupted, " I'm busy."
Then he hung up.
Du Ruoxin stared at the beeping busy signal, her forehead covered in black lines. It seemed Rong Jingyang was determined not to agree?
So annoying!
All her efforts were in vain!
No, she couldn't let the cooperation opportunity she worked so hard to secure go to waste!
She suddenly remembered Rong Jingyang saying—Fan Yinghao was signing a contract with Maruti.
Emmmm!
She had to stop him!
Du Ruoxin hurriedly dialed Fan Yinghao's number again. "Yinghao, don't sign yet!"
"I will persuade Rong Jingyang to agree to cooperate with Tata!"
Fan Yinghao said bitterly, "Madam, I'm at the police station. I probably can't sign anyway."
Du Ruoxin looked bewildered. "Ah? Why are you at the police station? Did you hit someone?"
Fan Yinghao: "No, I ran into extortion."
Even with a lawyer, it was no use since he had violated traffic rules first.
Du Ruoxin: "..."