Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

When Yang Rui heard about Jiang Zhijun and rushed to the hospital, it was already noon the next day.

After the doctor's diagnosis and treatment, Jiang Zhijun looked a little sluggish, his face was sallow, but unexpectedly he was holding the phone and still chatting with people.

"Don't worry, even if I die on the hospital bed, our engineers will guarantee to do a good job in technical services. In the company, I am an irrelevant person. With engineers here, you just wait for the calf to be born."

"It's okay, it's okay, what can I do. Comrade Tan Sitong said that reforms in various countries are all caused by bloodshed. Today, China has never heard of anyone who shed blood because of reforms. The reason why this country is not prosperous... Hahahaha, cough, cough Cough cough cough..."

Yang Rui stood at the door, rolling his eyelids for a moment, and when Jiang Zhijun put down the phone, he walked in with a smile: "Good guy, Mr. Jiang, do you want to change the scientific method? Others bleed from the neck, but your stomach bleeds." That counts."

"Oh, Yang Rui is here." Jiang Zhijun sat up a little, was held down by Yang Rui, and lay back down, took a breath, and said with a smile: "Old Bus is a witty guy. If you don't have a joke in three sentences, he won't get along." You talked, there is no way, no way."

"You are also very good at telling jokes about the Six Gentlemen of 1898." Yang Rui sat by the bed, put the nutritional supplements he brought with him on the bedside table, and said to Du Manxue, "Sister-in-law, I have to apologize to you. Jiang doesn't care enough, if there is anything at home that needs help, just tell me, and I will definitely help."

"It has nothing to do with you, it's because he doesn't want to live anymore." Du Manxue was still angry and couldn't get angry at Yang Rui, so she gave Jiang Zhijun a vicious look.

Jiang Zhijun smiled helplessly, grabbed Du Manxue's hand with one hand, patted it lightly twice, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"I'm not afraid of hard work. I'm afraid that you will die. What should we do if you leave our mother?" Du Manxue's voice choked up as she spoke, she wiped it quickly, and said to Yang Rui: "I haven't told my family yet, I'm afraid they will Worry."

Yang Rui nodded slightly, looked at Du Manxue's red eyes and dark bags under the eyes, and said, "Sister-in-law, you can rest for a while. Will come over, besides cooking, let the nanny watch the bed at night."

Having said that, Yang Rui said again: "The nanny was found in the name of Zhike Company, and the account was also paid from Zhike's account. Wen Zelin looked for it, and he will come over later, as well as Lao Jiao and Lao Ding. "

"Hey, this body is too disappointing." Jiang Zhijun was a little moved when he heard Yang Rui's words, but also a little bit self-pitying.

"No matter how good your body is, you can't do it like this." Du Manxue became angry again, and then she remembered to thank Yang Rui.

Jiang Zhijun explained again: "Who would have thought that after a few glasses of wine, it would become like this."

Du Manxue snorted twice: "How many glasses of wine? How many glasses of wine did you drink?"

"A dozen cups, a dozen cups, okay." Before Jiang Zhijun could finish his explanation, the phone beside him rang again.

Jiang Zhijun hugged the phone without hesitation, picked it up and said, "Hello, Jiang Zhijun... ah, Lao Huang... okay, okay, what can I do... yes, no problem, no problem, My health is fine, and everything in the company is normal...Okay, okay, I'll keep it for you, let's have a drink next time we meet..."

After three or five sentences, Jiang Zhijun saw his wife's murderous eyes.

"I just said a few words, stop drinking, stop drinking." Jiang Zhijun quickly explained.

For the sake of Yang Rui's presence, Du Manxue reluctantly did not publish.

Yang Rui quickly interrupted the atmosphere of the quarrel and said, "What's going on specifically, how did it become like this?"

"I didn't expect that either." Jiang Zhijun said this countless times today, sighed, and said, "It was nothing at first, but after drinking too much, the boss of Xinli Ranch proposed a wine competition. Well, although we fought bloodily, we still won."

After all, Jiang Zhijun was a little complacent. It is said that scars are a man's medal. He has never been on the battlefield, so he has no place to get scars. Drinking until his stomach bleeds is probably the closest time to a medal.

Yang Rui didn't understand, so he asked, "What conditions did you discuss so fiercely?"

Jiang Zhijun twisted the corner of his mouth, and said: "Xinli's boss is also stingy, he wants the batch in February, if the time is relatively late, I promised him that he can reduce it a bit, but this guy asked for 2800, I Of course not, let’s say at least 10,000 yuan is the limit. They want 200 embryos, 10,000 yuan less, that’s 2950, ​​and everyone is stuck there.”

Jiang Zhijun continued to describe the battle in the wine field vividly, but Yang Rui was baffled.

"That is to say, you want to raise the price to more than 3000?" Yang Rui asked.

Jiang Zhijun looked like you were talking nonsense, and then half-jokingly said: "It must be like this, the price you gave is so stuck, we have to find another way."

"I don't dare to bear this charge." Yang Rui said quickly: "I imagined that you could sell 2,000 yuan, and one would have a profit of 800 yuan. The profit given to Zhongmu and the others will be considered as expenses. The remaining thousands of embryos The transplant is several million dollars, it must be enough, my price is too high to die, and I have left enough profit for you."

"The profit is enough. I said the wrong thing. I really want to earn more." Jiang Zhijun sighed twice, and said, "In the words of foreigners, I just want to prove myself. If I take your Goods, as much as people want, I will give as much as I want, I might as well write a approval note, don't you think?"

Yang Rui thought, to increase profit margins, you need to find ways to recruit more veterinarians, or reduce company costs, or even develop new technologies.

Embryo transfer is a systematic work, and many things used in it are actually of research and development significance and necessary. For example, the sterilized paper cup used on the embryo transfer device is actually a Japanese invention, which reduces the infection rate of cows and is very valuable.

However, these words, of course, cannot be said to patients, and one more thing, the cost reduction is indeed not as much as a few hundred yuan.

Yang Rui had no choice but to condemn Xinli and said: "I think we also need to have an evaluation of the cooperative manufacturers. For a company like Xinli, it is too much to deal with less. If you drink alcohol, you will drink. How can you send people to the hospital?" .”

"Don't mind, I can't drink this wine for free. I just called 2960. The boss of Truly offered 10 yuan to sign 300 copies!" Jiang Zhijun raised his neck and smiled.

I don't know where the smile moved, Jiang Zhijun's mouth twitched twice, but he still couldn't help laughing——

see it? This is the power of business, the role of businessmen, and the value of businessmen!

Yang Rui sat for a while, during which Jiang Zhijun answered several calls.

Seeing him talking about business with great interest, Yang Rui felt relieved. When the nanny came, he said goodbye and left. He would go home to eat Jing Yulan's meal at night and take care of his stomach.

When it was time for dinner, Ding Shiyi, Wen Zelin and Jiao Changchang rushed over hand in hand.

Several people exchanged greetings, and Jiang Zhijun told them the story of the wine field.

Jiang Zhijun's eloquence was excellent. Although it was the same story, he told it differently twice, and it was very interesting. Du Manxue, who had heard it once, was angry and proud.

Of course, unlike when talking with Yang Rui, Jiang Zhijun, Wen Zelin, and Ding Shiyi are all partners in a company, and they naturally talked about the solution, or in other words, discussed the company's strategy.

"Sure enough, Mr. Jiang still has to step in. If I were to go, 2900 would probably not be able to negotiate." Wen Zelin praised Jiang Zhijun, and said with emotion.

Director Jiao also nodded, and said: "If it is 2960, it is no different from 3,000 yuan. This is a service that will be cashed out in February and a half. At that time, the second batch of embryos will start to be sold. Embryos in February and a half, It can still sell 2960, which is very powerful.”

"Lao Jiang, don't work too hard. It's just this price. If it's lower, it's fine." Ding Shiyi still has a carefree personality on weekdays.

Jiang Zhijun smiled and said, "Sell more if you can."

Not surprisingly, Du Manxue rolled her eyes.

Ding Shiyi noticed it, and said: "I think we can't put all the burden on Jiang, Xiaowen, you are a young man, you should participate in more dinner parties in the future, don't let Lao Jiang run away."

"Yes." Wen Zelin didn't think it was bitter, but looked at the white hospital bed sheets on Jiang Zhijun's body, and had some bad associations.

"Lao Jiang can't go on like this. We have to set up a sales department as soon as possible and recruit some athletes who can drink. If it doesn't work, I'll find a few from the military area to see if there are any among the soldiers demobilized this year who can drink. The field is like a battlefield, if you drink it alone, how can you not drink it down." Ding Shiyi's idea won everyone's approval.

Everyone understands that in the domestic business field, it is impossible to say no to drinking, and the more you don’t drink, the more people will force you, no matter whether you ask for it or not, in order to prove the difference between the two parties Regardless of the general relationship, not drinking can only be a tune in the end, even Du Manxue knows this in her heart.

The method proposed by Ding Shiyi can really solve the problem. In the early years, the senior cadres of our party went to negotiate with Lao Maozi, and they used this method. You can drink less, and there have been strange people who do not absorb alcohol at all and drink like water, and they are also the dominant species in biological mutations.

While chatting cheerfully, the phone on the bedside rang again.

Wen Zelin took the initiative to pick it up, and reported to himself: "Hi, this is Mr. Jiang's ward..."

"Is there a problem?"

"Okay, I'll tell Mr. Jiang."

A few seconds later, Wen Zelin said "Okay, okay" and put down the phone with a strange expression.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhijun had bad associations.

"The boss of Xinli said that he wanted to come to visit you and talk about the contract." Wen Zelin lowered his voice by more than two voices.

In the ward, there was silence for a while.

Director Jiao slapped Wen Zelin's thigh with a "snap" and said, "It's too much, and I changed my mind about what I had agreed to."

Several people had gloomy faces.

Except for Wen Zelin who was still young, the other three were all born out of society, and they naturally thought of Xinli's purpose.

Jiang Zhijun had negotiated the price with the other party before, but at that time, the other party did not ask to come to the hospital to visit - because the other party sent the person here yesterday, it is reasonable not to come to visit today.

However, when everything has been negotiated, it suddenly comes again, and it is explained that it is a matter of contract negotiation, so people have to think: this is probably because they want to go back on their word.

Think about it, 300 copies of 2960 yuan of embryos add up to almost 1 million. With a bleeding stomach, it is really uncertain whether it is worth the price.

Du Manxue realized later that she was also from a political family, and with Jiao Changchang's words, she also thought of the key point, but at this time there were tears in her eyes.

My husband drank desperately and had stomach bleeding, but the other party even regretted it.

Jingle Bell!

Jingle Bell!

The phone swayed unwillingly.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang's ward." It was Wen Zelin who answered the phone.

"Yes."

"Yes."

"certainly."

"OK."

"no problem."

"OK."

After a few words, Wen Zelin's expression became even more strange: "This time it's Chief Kayaba."

"What?" Jiang Zhijun sat up calmly, as if ready to accept bad news.

Wen Zelin hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master Kayaba would like to ask if your previous offer still counts."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Zhijun missed the point.

Wen Zelin shook his head and said, "Of course I said, and he said he would come over right away and meet with us. In addition, he wanted to increase the number to 500."

Jiang Zhijun thought for a while, but he didn't have a clue, so he slowly introduced the background to the two people next to him: "I talked to Lao Mao two days ago, and he also wanted embryos in February and a half, but he only gave them 2900, so I will Let's talk to Shuli first."

"How much did you ask him earlier?" Ding Shiyi asked.

Jiang Zhijun thought for a while, and said, "We talked a little bit. If we didn't talk about a discount, I should have reported 3,000."

"According to Chief Kayaba, does he want to negotiate at a price of 3,000?" Wen Zelin asked tentatively.

"Impossible." Jiang Zhijun said decisively: "If he could accept the price of 3,000, he would have accepted it long ago."

Before the words fell, the phone rang again.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang's ward."

"Hello, this is Mr. Jiang."

"Hello, Mr. Jiang's ward."

Wen Zelin picked up the phone and never put it down.

And listening to what he said, several people showed puzzled expressions.

creak!

The door of the ward, which had not been lubricated for a long time, made a sharp sound.

Several people were in the midst of thinking, and suddenly looked back as if they were intimidated by the group.

"They're all here? I'll get Old Jiang some snacks after dinner." Yang Rui appeared at the door of the ward with a smile, like a ball of lightning, shaking several people in the ward.

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