"Hmm, isn't this just fine?"
"Fine? If this contract gets out, who would dare cooperate with me in the future? President Turner probably won't even dare see me next quarter. What if all my suppliers bail on me?"
"Aren't I still here? I'll partner with you, without taking any profit, let all the money go to you. If you think you're earning too little, I can partner at a loss with you. How much do you want to earn? What's the target for next quarter? I'll help you achieve it."
Harry Hunter held his delicate wife, feeling her soft body, yielding completely.
Isabella Weaver laughed, but her heart melted. Is he silly or what! Who does that!
She hugged Harry Hunter's neck and said, "Why would I transfer money from my left pocket to my right? You losing money is the same as me losing money! Earning from you is like not earning at all!"
Harry Hunter chuckled softly, "Hmm, makes sense."
