Why accept an apology?

The easiest way to do things is to empathize, if you are in Clark's position, and the location is changed to the Eagle Country, things can be imagined, a small Jace of the Mirander family dares to let himself kneel, not to mention the arrogant and arrogant head of the family.

After all, the most classic in this country is "Pride and Prejudice"

Feng Xuanyin, who was sitting next to him, turned his head slowly, and was not surprised by Shang Yang's response, but Shang Yang looked at it puzzled.

Clark frowned slightly, feeling that his answer was unexpected.

It's just that the principle that people have to bow their heads under the eaves is common all over the world.

"Mr. Shang, in the name of the patriarch of the Mirande family, on behalf of all the members of the Mirande family, I would like to express my sincere apologies to you, and I hope that I can get your forgiveness!"

"There is no need to apologize, I don't accept it, and I will definitely not accept it"

Shang Yang said unshockedly: "However, I accept compensation, if you think you can continue to talk about compensation, then continue, if not, there is no need to talk."

"By the way, you have twenty minutes left!"

The voice fell.

A trace of disdain flashed in Feng Xuanyin's eyes, these words sounded a little bottomless, but he said it in a high-sounding manner, and only he would be embarrassed.

"Reparations?"

Clark slowly stood up, his face full of surprise and "Of course, for the infringement made by Mr. Shang Yang, the Mirande family should make compensation!"

He had thought about this when he came, and it was not surprising.

"What are the conditions, Mr. Shang can mention it, and the Mirande family will try their best to meet them!"

After he finished speaking, he sat back in his chair with a sad smile on his face, at least from his facial expressions.

Hearing this, Shang Yang groaned for a moment and leaned back.

Didn't speak.

Instead, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, and Feng Xuanyin, who was sitting on the side, quietly took out the lighter and helped it light it.

When the smoke pierced his lungs, Shang Yang's eyes became deeper, but he still didn't speak, inhaling one by one, looking like he was immersed in deep thought.

Clark was not disgusted, the expression on his face remained unchanged, and he did not even move.

He dared to come here from thousands of miles away, not to fight to the death with Shang Yang, but obviously to bring Charles back with Jessica through negotiation, and the premise of bringing it back must be to pay.

Before today, he had all the preparations, he was very confident, and he was able to talk about it successfully.

After all, keeping Charles and Jessica doesn't do him any good...

Seeing Shang Yang finish smoking a cigarette, he adjusted his sitting posture slightly, knowing that the real confrontation was about to begin.

"Click"

Shang Yang ordered another one, inhaling it unhurriedly, enjoying it very much, the face hidden behind the smoke, some were just pleasant.

The corners of Clark's mouth slowly sank, knowing that this was also one of the negotiation tactics, although he couldn't resist, but he had begun to despise Shang Yang's approach in his heart, thinking that he would make a big move and fight with himself, but he didn't expect this Chinese man to play psychological tactics.

I have been in the country for so many years, and I have never been afraid of anyone psychologically.

It's just that everyone doesn't open their mouths to see who can hold on to the end...

Shang Yang finished smoking this cigarette under his gaze, slowly turned his head and said, "It's boring, let people send cigars..."

Feng Xuanyin's eyes flashed with suspicion, he couldn't figure out what he was thinking, to think for such a long time, a cigarette, three minutes, and a standard cigar, burning for up to an hour and twenty-five minutes...

However, he still turned his head and instructed the person next to him, "Send..."

The man quickly stood up and walked out.

"Mr. Shang likes cigars?"

Clark was not in a hurry to get to the point, and said: "The origin of the most authentic cigars in the world was discovered by Europeans, and in Cuba, that is, Gasba cigars, there is still the world's No. 1 brand on that land, if Mr. Shang likes it, I can have someone fly it from there..."

"Yes..."

Shang Yang responded with a smile.

As he spoke, the man who had gone out to get the cigar had already come in, cut it open, lit it, and did it all in one go.

Clark was very patient, and the reason why he was able to carry the family forward was also due to his excellent patience, if he was allowed to sit here for a day and a night, waiting for Shang Yang to say the conditions, he would not even frown.

Merely...

When people are comfortable, it is always easier to reach a negotiation.

Enjoying a cigar is a moment of comfort.

He took the initiative to say: "Mr. Shang, have you figured out the conditions you need? If you think about it, you might as well say it and listen to it, we can discuss..."

Shang Yang heard his voice and stopped.

Staring at him, he was surprised: "Conditions? What conditions? If compensation should be what you think, why do you need me to think about it?

After he finished speaking, his face became a little ugly, and he raised his wrist: "You still have eight minutes!"

"Huh" Clark gritted his teeth, his face uncontrollably red, Shang Yang's action just now was obviously to give people the intention of thinking about it.

Wasted ten minutes and even said, you're just smoking?

"I misunderstood!"

He replied stiffly, sat up straight, had to take the initiative to open the conditions, and said: "Mr. Shang Yang, before I came, I had an idea that China is already the second largest economy in the world, and Mr. Shang is currently the leader of the Chinese people..."

"But Huaxia also has its drawbacks, the high-tech industry is not strong, and the precision machining is slightly backward"

"I think that I can contribute technology, Mr. Shang can contribute funds, and we can jointly establish a production line in Huaxia..."

This condition can make up for the gap in the Chinese market, and it can also benefit itself, of course, the person who benefits more is Shang Yang.

"Don't do it!"

Shang Yang responded bluntly: "I don't do it if I don't make money!"

"No one from the Mirande family, including you, has any credit in front of me, if there is a sincere apology, please come up with something more direct!"

"You've got five minutes left!"

Clarke's fist under the table was already clenched, and he was still thinking about Shang Yangbi's calmness in the investigation just now, but it had only been a few minutes since he talked, and his fangs had already been exposed.

However, this Chinese man is nothing more than asking for money, short-sighted, and no different from ordinary kidnappers.

"I can give you dollars!"

Clark said: "You can mention as much as you need, and the Mirande family will do their best to meet it!"

"You misunderstood!"

Shang Yang showed a smile, and then said word by word: "What I want is the technology of the hydro-oxygen reactor!"

The formula calculated by Qisitai is to improve the efficiency of hydrogen-oxygen reaction, and the Mirande family makes a device that accommodates the hydrogen-oxygen reaction, in other words, Qisitai can make gasoline more combustion, and Miranda makes an engine...

"What?"

When Clark heard this condition, he was finally shocked, and his appetite was too great, because reactor manufacturing is the largest pillar industry of the family, and once the technology is leaked, it will lose a lot of advantages, and even its current position cannot be maintained.

Keep shaking your head: "No, no, absolutely not, it's impossible"

Shang Yang glanced at his watch again and threw away the cigar casually: "You don't have time..."

After speaking, he stood up and prepared to go out, and said to Feng Xuanyin: "First take off Charles's left leg and feed it to the dog..."

ps: Thank you Brother Ding for your support of 40,000 yuan this month, thank you, thank you.