A Business Proposal Manhwa Mga Nobela at Kwento

Just like the CEO, the Death Empire was non-existent, and its business partners were hidden under anonymous faces. "Interesting." She remarked and continued scanning the files. The company was shrouded in mystery to the point she did not bother to make a connection with it. But to her surprise, they actually gave her a business proposal. Her gaze landed on the second proposal... The CLEANING COMPANY was the first time she heard of it. The fonts were distinctively colorful, and so was the font style. Brows furrowed, Sumire had a hard time comprehending the language used. She gave an incredulous look between the file and Blanche who was now blushing in red with embarrassment while looking at t

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He uttered. I didn't like the sound of 'Business proposal.' coming out of his mouth because it made me think of something fishy. Well. I still decided to give it a shot and see how it goes. "What business proposal?" My brows furrowed slightly as I inquired. Josh is staring at me intently. "The business does not include married person, and since you stated that you are married, it is completely useless for you to hear what the business entails." He stated. "Aside from that, I would have really appreciated it if you participated in the business because you have a very fit body." He added.

I responded, pulling out my phone. “So I have a business proposal. I'd love you to give it a try. You could partner in some of my mining projects. It's guaranteed to make an ROI of thirty percent profit per annum. I could show you some of my finances for your perusal,” I suggested, opening up the folder containing some of my business plans and handing it over to him. I watched him go through the plans while I sat back sipping my drinks. Suddenly his expression changed. “Is everything alright?” I asked, my brows furrowed.

I take out the card and discover a written message on it. Massage: Congratulations on your first victory. Someone must have left it by mistake. I’m certain it’s not meant for me. I toss the bouquet onto the couch, forgetting to check the message on my phone. However, my eyes widen a bit as soon as I spot a small email notification from the studio where I submitted my story proposal. Email: Miss Natasha Bennett, we are delighted to inform you that we have found your proposal impressive and would like to collaborate with you. Please reach out to the studio or the director for further instructions. Thank you.

“Tell me, Mr. Gates, what can I do for you? Because, as you can see, you’re interrupting my breakfast.” “Yes, I apologize… but I promise you won’t regret hearing me out. I have an interesting proposal that will earn you a lot of money and won’t take much of your valuable time.” “A proposal?” Henry made a face, looking disapprovingly at the man. “Sorry, sir, but I think you’re mistaken because I don’t…” “I’m talking about a business proposal,” Gabriel said quickly. “Huh? Business?” Henry’s eyebrows furrowed. “Yes… I heard you visited Cooper Enterprises and—”

"I have a business proposal for you," Caleb Martinson voiced out in a weak tone. Anthony eyes moved from the book in hand, to the battered face of the half dead man on the floor. His index finger placed itself between the pages as he casted an even better glance at the man. "You have a business proposal." He repeated in a hushed tone. Caleb nodded slowly. His back itched badly, but the ropes around his hands prevented him from taking action. "I'm listening." Anthony said out in disbelief. What business proposal would cover up a seventy grand debt?

It's a very expensive surgery, and Alex’s health plan doesn’t cover it. Fifty thousand. Where am I going to get that much money? "Júlia, have you finished the sketches I asked for?" "Oh... what?" I wake up startled. "What’s wrong with you?" Bia asks, examining me more closely. "It’s nothing." I shake my head. "I need the sketches, Júlia." "Oh, sure. They’re ready." I stand up and walk to the other desk to grab what she asked for. — "You’re awfully quiet today. Are you sure everything is okay?"

Ares stood by the bar counter, flipping through a thick envelope of documents. The mood between them was electric but cautious business laced with seduction, the kind of balance that both of them knew how to play perfectly. “So…” Lila said, setting her drink down and walking over. “What’s this?” Ares handed her the envelope. “A business proposal.” She raised an eyebrow, taking it from him and flipping through the pages. “You’re offering me shares?” “Partnership,” Ares corrected. “Your company merges with mine for the upcoming international project. Equal shares in profit, but I lead operations.”