Daqin: Zulong Asked Me to Be the Prince

"it is good!"

Zhong Sheng was instructed and left in a hurry again.

Now he is the head of the marketing department of Qin Feng Tangji, and he is in charge of all sales and public relations.

And he has indeed shown a good ability in this regard, promoting the development of Qin Feng Tangji to the greatest extent.

If it weren't for the current production capacity, he could increase the monthly sales of brown sugar to an incredible height!

"Mo Lin, think of a way to contact Qin Mo these two days. Let's see how many people there are and what they are doing."

Qin Feng ordered,

"Then……"

As he was talking, a figure suddenly stepped into the store and appeared in front of Qin Feng.

"Are you the shopkeeper here?"

The visitor looked at Qin Feng with a condescending attitude.

Seeing him so young, but only sixteen or seventeen years old, his heart became more and more contemptuous.

This kind of hairy boy who has never seen the world doesn't even need him, Yan Le, to go out in person.

Just send a subordinate to get it done.

"I'm Qin Feng, the owner."

Qin Feng looked at the person who came, nodded and said,

"Excuse me, what are you doing?"

"I'm here to talk to you about business, a big deal!" Yan Le smiled, sat down without any hesitation, and said, "Are you sure you're the shop owner, not your father or your uncle or something? "

He still felt that this kid was not the real shopkeeper, he was too young!

Qin Feng smiled slightly.

"I'm the owner of this shop."

In the face of the contempt of the person who came, he was not annoyed, and said with a light smile,

"What business do you want to discuss with me? Please say so."

"If there is an opportunity for cooperation, I am naturally willing to negotiate."

Yan Le touched his chin, looked around, and nodded.

"Although the place is small, the layout is not bad."

He looked at Qin Feng and said directly,

"I'm not going to tell you anything else, let's talk straight to the point!"

"I want your brown sugar industry! I can pay fifty taels of gold to buy your shop, including the skills of making brown sugar."

"After I buy the store, you can still be the owner of the store, but all the profits need to be delivered to me, and I will pay you a commission of five thousand dollars every month."

"What do you think? Will you?"

He originally wanted to know the interests first, but after seeing Qin Feng, his contempt suddenly enlarged!

Why do you have to work so hard to deal with a child?

"Haha, fifty taels of gold."

When Qin Feng heard the offer, he was a little hilarious.

Fifty taels of gold, converted into half taels, was about fifty thousand dollars, which was indeed a considerable sum.

And the salary of 5,000 yuan per month is indeed a high salary for ordinary shops.

But in Qin Feng's view, the other party is really ignorant!

"Do you know how much my store's sales and profits are in a day?"

He looked at Yan Le like a fool, and ordered unceremoniously,

"Fifty taels of gold? Not even my five-day profit! Want to eat my brown sugar shop for this money?"

"Are you crazy about money? Or do you think of me as a mentally retarded fool?"

"Don't say it's fifty taels of gold, you are 10,000 taels of gold, and I will never sell it for 100,000 taels of gold!"

He waved his hand impatiently, with a sneer and disgust on his face.

Like this kind of ignorant person, he doesn't even bother to answer.

"Shuzi is rude!"

Being ridiculed by Qin Feng, Yan Le was suddenly furious and stood up from the table!

Merlin got up at the same time and confronted him!

Protecting the giant is the basic duty of an ink artist!

Yan Le looked at the two with a gloomy expression for a moment, but in the end he managed to hold back his anger and said with a cold face:

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, but I underestimate you!"

"However, since you are so smart, then you should understand the truth of the innocence and the guilt!"

"The brown sugar industry is so lucrative that it has attracted the attention of many people in Xianyang. As far as I know, there are already many powerful people who want to take over your property!"

"Do you think that, as a small businessman, in the face of so many powerful and powerful people, you can keep your property?"

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, noncommittal.

"Humph!"

Yan Le snorted coldly and said with a sneer,

"Tell you! In a few days, someone will come to the door and use various means to steal your property!"

"At that time, not only will you not be able to save your property, but you will still have to decide whether you can save your own life! After all, no one will care about the life of a foreign businessman!"

"think about it!"

After Mo Lin heard these words, he turned to look at Qin Feng's forehead with a bit of worry in his expression.

Although the person in front of him is not rude, it seems that... he is indeed telling the truth!

Although Qin Feng is now a giant of the Mo family, the Mo family is no longer as good as it used to be. The status of a giant cannot make all parties jealous, let alone protect Qin Feng comprehensively!

If the dignitaries in Xianyang want to fight, the giants have no power to fight back!

"Continue talking." Qin Feng was very indifferent.

He thought to himself, using you as a reminder?

Laozi has already found a backer! And it's not as black as you, even taking all the profits and giving only the wages!

He knows that there are many predators who are eyeing the brown sugar industry, and this one is the first to lose his temper and to emerge!

In the future, there will be more and more such people!

But he is not afraid of any threats, because he has confidence in Uncle Yin, and he believes in his own judgment!

"So, I'm thinking of you too."

Seeing Qin Feng like this, Yan Le thought he was afraid, and his tone softened a little, but his expression was still contemptuous.

Just listen to his warm voice pretending to be kind:

"Others want to swallow you alive, but I have good intentions in my heart and am willing to be your backer and give you a way to survive."

"Don't worry, as long as you sell your property to me, I will definitely protect your life, and even, as long as you are willing to cooperate with me, I can protect your prosperity and wealth for a lifetime!"

"The price just now is indeed a little lower! In this way, I'll show mercy again! I'll give you 100 taels of gold, and give you a monthly commission of 8,000 yuan! In this way, you will always be willing!"

After he finished speaking, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, thinking he was winning.

This coercion and inducement is just right!

This kid, I am afraid that he will only quickly agree with fear and gratitude!

As long as it's not an idiot, there's no reason to refuse! A miser who doesn't want to die unless he wants to!

If that's the case, he doesn't need to be polite any more, and directly shows the white blade!

However, he was complacent for a long time, but did not hear any echoes.

When he looked at Qin Feng impatiently and was about to make a threat, Qin Feng suddenly asked:

"Are you finished?"

"Uh... it's over." Yan Le responded subconsciously.

"Haha, now that you're done, you can get out of here!"

Qin Feng got up and waved,

"Merlin, see off!"

"Follow the order!" Mo Lin got the order, a sword was placed in front of Yan Le, and he said rudely, "This uninvited guest, please leave the shop!!"*