In the Lap of Luxury

Chapter 521 Foreign Markets

Grace's smile dropped. "Let's go, Luke."

Benjamin stood where he was and watched Grace's slender figure disappear gradually.

Larry couldn't help but say, "Mr. Hawkins, Ms. Lewis isn't wrong. Byte Technologies is worth a gamble."

Benjamin was annoyed as he stared at the logo of Byte Technologies in the building. "I know it's worth it, but it's still a gamble. If Grace loses, she will …"

In the end, he was just worried.

Larry pursed his lips and stopped himself from saying what he really thought.

Even if it didn't work out, there were so many people backing Grace up that it wouldn't matter.

"The meeting is about to start."

Benjamin walked forward. "What has Jessica been doing lately?"

"She's focusing completely on her work. She even made an appointment with Noah Reed from Futurelink, and she hasn't let her guard down with Albert either.

"It looks like she's determined to battle it out with Ms. Lewis."

Benjamin huffed coldly. He seemed to think of something and asked, "What about Xander?"

"He's been going in and out of Pamore a lot recently. His destination is always overseas. Perhaps something has happened internally in Futurelink."

"Keep a close eye on them. Report to me once if something happens."

…

Meanwhile, Grace was in Matthew's office.

When Matthew had finished listening to Grace, he almost choked on his tea. "Foreign markets?"

"Yes, there's still two months until the Black Friday sale. All commerce platforms are gearing up to compete, but only Byte Technologies has managed to open up in foreign markets.

"That's why I think we should grab this opportunity to expand the live commerce industry."

Grace spoke calmly, but it was clear that she had considered it thoroughly.

The culture of the Black Friday sale had already become ingrained in the country over several years, and the resources were pretty much exhausted.

Grace had no confidence in reaching her goal if she could only rely on Byte Technologies.

Matthew hadn't felt such a rush of adrenaline in a long time, but right now he felt warm from head to toe. His interest was piqued.

"It's too rushed. We won't make it if we only have two months."

Grace could see that he felt that it was a pity. "In these two months, Amirate will fully cooperate with Byte Technologies. We can help with whatever you need."

Matthew considered it for a moment.

"Although we have already successfully entered foreign markets, their governments are very resistant toward external apps like ours. Live commerce is easy to talk about but hard to do."

Naturally, Grace already knew this. She reached out a hand, and Luke handed her a document.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"This is the proposal I made last night. If you don't mind, you can have a look, Mr. Thorne."

Matthew flipped through it quickly and slapped his thigh in delight as he began gushing praise about it. "Ms. Lewis, I was right about you! You have a bright future ahead of you!"

Grace smiled lightly. "If you face any problems, you can look for Amirate."

"What are the conditions?" Matthew asked directly.

"Are we going to be so direct?"

"Of course. Businesspeople focus on profits, and we don't put much emphasis on relationships. You put so much effort into this, Ms. Lewis, and I don't believe that you did it for charity."

Grace admitted it at once. "That's right. I would like to sign a contract with you, Mr. Thorne. If everything goes well, Amirate's commission must increase to 5%, with an addition of 3% in dividends."

This was already a daring request.

Matthew shook his head. "Are you that confident?"

"No, but I'm a gambler. I like the feeling of gambling." Grace smiled.

"Of course, if it doesn't work out, then I won't pursue the loss of profit. I'll think of it as paying my dues."

Matthew leaned back and scrutinized Grace from his chair.

"Commission of 3%, dividends of 1%."

Grace raised her eyebrows and answered quickly before he could change his mind. "Deal!"

Matthew's mouth twitched as he realized that he had fallen into her trap. He laughed in exasperation. "You were waiting for me. Even Mr. Fulton may not be able to pull one over on you!"

Grace was all smiles. "You flatter me, Mr. Thorne."