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"At least 130 million, 1.3 meters, this is our bottom line." Robin opened his mouth with a serious look

130 million, which is 20 million yuan less than other countries.

It is also a business, why do they give preferential treatment to country Z? It is not what Song Tu said just now. Country Z does have many advantages.

And doing business with those small countries is very unstable.

"130 million is still more." Song Tu refused without hesitation.

"This is also our bottom line." Robin said, "It can't be lowered any more. One plane is 20 million cheaper, and 300 planes are equivalent to 6 billion meters cheaper."

The other executives of the empty class also chimed in.

"130 million, a price that no other country can get."

"Other countries are all 150 million, and we won't bargain."

"Yes, our production capacity of empty courses is limited after all. It is impossible to supply so many countries at the same time. We can only choose countries with high prices to supply first."

The executives of these empty courses are serious, as if 130 million, country Z took a big advantage.

21 Song Tu heard the words, narrowed his eyes, and said, "At this price, it seems that you will not go back."

"This price is already very favorable." Robin said seriously

"Okay, then, I'll go out and ask for Number One." Song Tu said lightly, and then walked out with a few members of the business group, apparently out to make a phone call.

The people in the empty class watched Song Tu and the others leave with expectant eyes.

Outside

Song Tu called No. 1 and explained a few words. Obviously, No. 1 had to decide on such a major business case.

The voice of No. 1 came from the opposite side of the microphone, Song Tu kept answering, No. 1 made the final decision, and Song Tu just kept nodding his head.

"Let's go." Hanging up the phone, Song Tu said to the members of the trade group who were standing beside him.

He didn't say how he was talking with No. 1, and the members of the business group didn't ask questions.

Song Tu and others pushed open the door and walked in, and everyone looked at them eagerly.

Song Tu and the others did it separately, and then the venue quieted down.

"How? What's your country's decision on No. 1?" Robin couldn't help asking.

He attaches great importance to this transaction in country Z. Who makes country Z rich and can give cash. This is not comparable to those small and poor countries.

Song Tu smiled slightly, then his face became serious, and said: "Our No. 1 chief said that 130 million is still too expensive, at most 100 million yuan, and we have to produce our country's aircraft first."

"what?"

"I heard that right."

"100 million yuan, we have to produce country Z first."

"These two conditions are too much."

All the high-level executives of the empty class were talking about it.

First of all, 100 million yuan, which may have been a high price in the past, but now, they have monopolized the market for empty courses, and the supply of aircraft in their hands is in short supply.

150 million yuan is rushing for it.

Moreover, this is more than that, country z actually requires production for country z first.

Now they have a total of 5 empty 871 production lines in total, and they are stepping up production, and they can produce up to two a day.

It will take half a year to produce 30.

As for inventory?

Who dares to stock such a big plane, this thing has a shelf life, and there is a maintenance fee.

Therefore, the order is generally first, and then the production starts.

Under the circumstance that all countries have grounded the g300 and the products are in short supply, giving priority to the production of orders from country z will offend all other countries at once.

Therefore, Robin's face sank and became very ugly.

"Mr. Song, you have no sincerity in negotiating at all. We can't agree to your conditions. We will give you up to 120 million yuan cheaper." Robin issued an ultimatum with a very strong tone.

"Oh, then it seems we can't reach a deal." Song Tu stood up, and the rest of the Z country trade group also stood up, looking coldly at the empty class group.

Not to be outdone, the senior executives of the empty class looked at the people in the business group with anger.

"Then we'll leave." Song Tu said with a faint smile, but he really wanted to leave, "But..."

Song Tu suddenly spoke.

"However, since we can't negotiate the business with the air class, according to what we said on No. 1, then we have to be self-reliant and invest huge amounts of money to produce our own large aircraft."

Saying that, Song Tu was about to leave with the members of the business group with no regrets.

"Hmph, just because your country wants to produce a large passenger plane in a short time, it's probably unrealistic." Robin couldn't help sneering at Song Tu's back.

But Song Tu and the others did not look back. The price was 100 million yuan per plane, which was already the bottom line of country Z, and any more would be worth the loss.

When the people in the business group from country Z disappeared, only the empty class was left in the conference room.

Everyone in the empty class looked at each other, and then someone sneered.

"Z country will come back to find us sooner or later."

"That is, if there are not enough big planes, the space system of country Z will be paralyzed."

"Hehehe, if you are stubborn now, the conditions will not be so simple in the future."

Robin's face is also cold. During this time, other countries have been begging him, but no country dared to refuse his request. As for country Z, although the order is large.

But he thought he had given the discount he should have given, but country Z didn't know how to appreciate it.

Then don't blame him for Robin's more aggressive asking price in the future.

197 Thinking of this, Robin's face turned dull, and he glanced at everyone in the venue.

"Let's go away"

So everyone packed up and dispersed.

...

M country, broadcasting company

At this time Boeing's executives are gathering.

These people are in a meeting, and all of them are very nervous, because the offensive of empty classes has become more and more violent recently.

Broadcasting's stock price also began to go crazy.

everyone is arguing

"If this continues, our broadcasting market will be completely eroded by empty classes."

"What do we do next? Apologise again, or continue to be tough."

"For now, we can only ask the government to put pressure on it."

When everyone is so noisy, only Bodi, the chairman of the broadcast, is still like a playboy, sitting in the center seat and doesn't care.

He crossed his legs and lowered his head. Looking at the cup of coffee in front of him, the heat was rising, as if it was full of mystery.

And the vice president of broadcasting, the lean old man had a sullen face, like a dark cloud before the storm.

Finally the old man couldn't bear it any longer.

"enough!"

The old man shouted loudly, and everyone was stunned, then quieted down and focused on the old man. .