Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Mr. Yang Rui, time flies, how did you decide?" Franky asked again.

"I'm still thinking about it, please wait a little longer." Yang Rui is still delaying the policy.

Frankie smiled and said, "But the conditions we gave are only within one hour... Well, there are only eighteen minutes left now, and they will only take effect within these 18 minutes. After the time is exceeded, the previous conditions will be invalidated." gone."

"I know."

"I'm afraid Arnold won't give better conditions." Franky began to repeat the previous words.

"I know." Yang Rui said, and began to wonder why.

The current relationship between him and Frankie is a bit like a creeper and a wall. As a creeper, Yang Rui leans on the wall on the one hand, but on the other hand, he always wants to get away from the wall; as a wall, Frankie needs the creeper on the one hand. To decorate its mottled appearance, on the other hand, it does not want the ivy to turn its back on the guest and cover up its own existence, and it does not want the ivy to be more valuable than itself, so that the wall becomes a fence.

Therefore, at this moment, Yang Rui couldn't tell whether Frankie was reminding himself or urging himself.

Similarly, China Tong Frankie is also facing a similar problem. He needs to realize the plan of the headquarters, especially in front of two colleagues from the headquarters. relation.

This is more or less "raising the bandits' self-respect", so after all, Franky is a little guilty, and he doesn't dare to take too much advantage from Yang Rui.

Today's situation is really special, and there are two supervisors from the headquarters. Franky is worried that Yang Rui will take advantage of himself and expose himself too much, and he is afraid that Yang Rui will suffer too much and blame himself too much. It is really difficult to do.

Hanging up the phone without pain or itch, Franky was still reminiscing about the conversation just now, guessing whether Yang Rui had any special intentions, Arnold had already walked to his side.

"You are not strong enough to speak. You and Yang Rui are very familiar. We should use this trust to finalize the contract as soon as possible..." Arnold's words were quite reproachful, which lacked the gentlemanly demeanor of the British, and both Chinese translators were surprised Look, but don't understand why.

Frankie said slightly dissatisfied: "For Yang Rui, this is also a major decision, how could I make such a major decision for him, besides, there are only ten minutes left now, I have already reminded him, Just wait a moment."

"The reason why I decided on one hour is to urge him to sign the contract quickly, instead of thinking about it." Arnold said in a low voice: "The news on the national TV in the United States may not necessarily reach China in two years, but If it can be transmitted to London in two hours, it may be transmitted to Hong Kong in four hours, we must take precautions.”

Armstrong said in the sideline: "The Japanese are promoting new industrial upgrading. The headquarters' response strategy is to expand production capacity. This is no secret. Therefore, the industrial scale of Coenzyme Q10 will expand to more than 100 million US dollars. Very passive."

Frankie calmed down at this time, and said: "It's not my fault that Yang Rui insisted on paying dividends. In fact, I don't think the headquarters should send people here at all. Maybe I can buy Huarui at a lower price." The patents in the company's hands...Yang Rui is a smart man, and you came here from London with great fanfare, just to prove the value of the patents in Huarui's hands, and your actions are the reason why we are passive."

The eyes of Armstrong and Arnold stared at the same time. If they understood,

Now it's time to scold "converting black and white" and "Zhu Bajie beats people upside down".

But they didn't understand, so they scolded the dog belt in their hearts, and argued with their mouths:

"We are trying to complete the signing as soon as possible. The headquarters hopes that nothing will go wrong for such an important patent authorization."

"We're avoiding problems by not bringing in lawyers."

Frank said: "It may cost more money if it is safe, and it has nothing to do with me."

"It's not time to be held accountable." Armstrong said, "I hope Yang Rui can come back on time."

Frankie sat down without saying a word, put his hands on his fat belly, closed his eyes and meditated.

The old-fashioned clock in the meeting room made the sound of "Gada", "Gada", as if it was constantly reminding that time is going fast.

Time does go by fast.

Franky had just caught his breath, and the clock was less than three minutes away from the one-hour appointment.

Arnold began to look at his watch frequently, as if the clock directly opposite would be inaccurate.

At the last moment, Arnold finally couldn't hold back his gentlemanly demeanor, and said, "There is still one minute."

No one spoke.

The old-fashioned wall clock is still ticking, like a leaking roof, constantly using sound to show its existence.

"30 seconds." Armstrong is not a talkative person, like a common man in London's Financial Street, he often keeps his mouth shut and likes to signal with his eyes.

However, Armstrong couldn't help feeling restless in the face of the fate of his mission failing.

"It's the last ten seconds." Arnold looked at the arm that was lowered and kept raised at the door, but now it was lowered instead.

He counted slowly and silently.

ten!

Nine!

Eight!

"The time can't be mistaken." Frankie broke the solemn atmosphere and asked, his lungs exploded.

Armstrong still took out the small notebook rigorously, glanced at it, and shook his head slightly.

"Three...two...one...time is up." Arnold finished the countdown, and said with no expression on his face: "It seems that our protagonist has made a decision."

"Is it possible to get news within an hour?" Armstrong asked, but his eyes slanted to Franky.

Franky snorted and said, "I've been with you since I heard the news?"

"You went to the toilet alone a few times." Armstrong said seriously: "Now think about it, you go to the toilet a bit too much, six times a day, is it necessary?"

"You try to eat Jiuzhuan large intestine every day." Franky said angrily: "If you want, welcome to visit me to shit in the future."

Armstrong was not intimidated by Franky, and asked, "What is the nine-turn large intestine?"

"The large intestines used for stewing pig excrement." Franky replied with malice.

"Hmm..." Armstrong carefully thought about Franky's answer with his usual seriousness, and then saw his eyes straighten, and he raised one hand slowly and firmly.

This time, he didn't want to look at his watch, but pressed his mouth hard, and walked to the corner silently.

Arnold looked at the two of them with a look of disdain from the true biography of the super long standby queen, and said, "Should we think about how to deal with the aftermath?"

"What's your plan b?" Franky asked curiously.

Armstrong didn't want to talk in the corner.

Arnold said: "There is no plan b."

Frankie said in amazement, "Why not?"

"If the negotiation is successful, we will go back. If the negotiation fails, we will also go back. 12 million US dollars, plus 2% dividends, such conditions can not be negotiated, we are all losers." Arnold initially promised 10 million pounds and 1% dividend, but on the one-hour note, he wrote 12 million US dollars and 2% dividend. Such figures, he thought, were enough to bring Hong Kong Sinovel to its knees.

Unfortunately, an hour later, Yang Rui was not in the conference room. Arnold tried his best to hide his frustration.

The situation was completely beyond his expectation.

squeak!

Three people licked each other's wounds, and the time one of them was vomiting stomach acid, there was the high sound of car brakes outside.

Arnold stood up abruptly.

"Yang Rui is here." Frankie stood up with his big belly in his arms.

Needless to say, everyone can see Yang Rui through the window.

However, to the surprise of the British, Yang Rui didn't understand everything calmly, but ran over in a hurry.

Hope subconsciously surged in Arnold's heart.

"Yang Rui definitely hasn't received the news yet." Arnold quickly informed the others of his judgment, saying: "They all returned to the state a few minutes ago, damn it, clean up the ground."

After a while, Yang Rui knocked on the door and came in, pretending to wipe his sweat, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, there is a traffic jam on the road."

Arnold, who had prepared several sets of speeches, was stunned and asked, "Traffic jam? Where is it?"

"There was a herd of sheep coming down the mountain, and they startled the passing horses and kicked a sheep to death. In order to pay a lot of money, they almost beat their heads out." Yang Rui casually gave a reason and said with a smile: "I'm not late."

"Don't you know the time?" Arnold pretended to be unhappy.

Yang Rui shook his head, showed his wrist, and said: "I went down to take a telegram, I was too hasty, I didn't bring any money, so I bet my watch to someone else."

"Well... the actual time is exceeded." Arnold said: "Unfortunately."

Yang Rui turned pale with shock: "No way, I can't sign the contract now? It was two or three minutes late. I wanted to make a call at the time, but there was no public telephone on the way. We have such conditions here, so I hurried I just came back from the town in a hurry, so let's accommodate."

"Mr. Yang Rui..."

"If you want to modify the conditions, then let's talk slowly. If you are willing to sign the contract, let's sign it now." Yang Rui took out a pen from his pocket, as if he was ready to sign the contract at any time.

In fact, he was testing Arnold.

The information sent by Hong Kong Huarui is only for reference, and the follow-up report cannot explain it.

After all, they only had about half an hour to collect information.

Yang Rui then took the method of deliberately delaying to test the reaction of the British.

The British, known as being punctual, hesitated briefly.

Yang Rui holding a pen is indeed a little too tempting.

So, is it to ignore the fact that you are a few minutes late and continue to sign the contract with the conditions on the note? Or take the risk of Yang Rui knowing the situation at any time, and use the reason of being late to lower the conditions?

The choice seemed to be obvious. Even the punctual British man showed off his integrity at this time and smiled: "Well, since it's a traffic jam, it doesn't count if you're late for a few minutes."

"Great, let me see the specific contract." Yang Rui put away his pen and pretended to read it.

In a blink of an eye, Yang Rui began to make comments on the terms that could not be modified:

"It's not good to stipulate the right to follow-up research like this."

"Hong Kong Huarui can't adopt this technology by itself. Such terms are too demanding..."

Yang Rui's unreasonable demands made the battered Arnold exhausted.

Frankie smiled unconsciously, and simply said nothing.

Armstrong looked at the two people who were talking, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a strange arc: "Ugh..."

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