Raging crayfish.

Zhou An and other suppliers of Snow Beer - Ge Wenbin, a rough man, black and thin, about thirty-five or sixteen years old.

Coming in the door, Ge Wenbin was also full of smiles, Wu Qiang of Tsingtao Beer smoked when he entered the door, and Ge Wenbin was the same, not only smoking, but also carrying an old turtle in his hand, which was at least three or four catties by sight.

The cigarette was handed to Zhou An, and the old turtle in the net pocket was placed directly on the ground, and when he sat down, he said with a smile: "Anzi, there was a fish pond in my hometown yesterday afternoon, and the water in the pond was drained.

Compared with the smile on his face, Zhou An's expression was faint at this time.

With a faint smile, Zhou An didn't look at the old turtle on the ground, but lowered his head and poured a cup of tea in front of Ge Wenbin as if he was entertaining Wu Qiang.

Well, it's the kind of coarse tea that costs 50 yuan a catty, and it is used to entertain guests in the store.

The teacup was put in front of Ge Wenbin, Zhou An raised his head and sighed lightly, "Brother Bin, let's talk about the old turtle later! I called you over today, I have something to tell you, maybe I finished speaking, you won't want to give this old turtle to me." ”

"Hehe, it doesn't exist! Hehe, Anzi, you joked about it, it doesn't exist! It definitely doesn't exist! This old turtle I specially brought it to you, and if I give it to you, it will be absolutely impossible to bring it back!

Ge Wenbin smiled and waved his hand again and again, indicating that this old turtle would never be brought back, and his words were very angry.

But Zhou An didn't laugh, and when he finished speaking, Zhou An opened the notebook that he had signed for Wu Qiang before and handed it to Ge Wenbin.

"Brother Bin, I'll tell you directly! That's the case, we decided to adjust the previous settlement cycle, from half a month to a quarter, Tsingtao Beer Boss Wu has agreed, you see! This is his signature, Brother Bin, what do you mean?"

Before Zhou An finished speaking, Ge Wenbin had already finished reading the words in the notebook, and at this time he couldn't laugh anymore, his cigarette light hand stopped at his mouth, and he looked up at Zhou An in amazement.

The look seemed to say: Dog's day, Lao Tzu sent you an old turtle, and you actually treated me like this?

He didn't say anything for a while, Zhou An also looked at him with a faint expression, the two looked at each other, Ge Wenbin was stunned, and Zhou An was calm.

A few seconds later, Ge Wenbin swallowed his saliva, put down the lighter, supported his forehead with his right hand, pressed his fingers on both temples, pressed a few times, and looked at Zhou An with a wry smile, "No, Anzi, you're too sudden, aren't you? We, we've been closing in half a month or half a month, isn't it good? You, why did you suddenly think of ending it in a quarter? We don't have this precedent here! You're like this, you're like this, and the financial pressure on my side is great, really! Anzi, you can't do this!"

Speaking of this, he pointed to the door of the store, with a gnashing expression on his face, "Tsingtao Beer's surname Wu is a bad seed!" Anzi, what do you think, why does he dare to sign your notebook?

Because the sales volume of Tsingtao beer in your place is low! He only has a lot of money in a month, and he doesn't have much money in a quarter and three months combined, of course he dares to sign this word, but I can't! As soon as I sign this word, Anzi, you yourself say, how much money will you press me in a quarter? Brother Bin, I really can't hold on! Or ...... Do you want to change it to a monthly line? Give Brother Bin a way to live?"

In the end, Ge Wenbin had changed to a pleading tone.

But Zhou An was indifferent, because he knew that Ge Wenbin, an old oilman who did business, most of them could bend and stretch, and all kinds of postures could not be taken seriously.

Just like Wu Qiang of Tsingtao Beer, all kinds of low profiles can also be posed.

If it weren't for the fact that he could sell them a large amount of beer for a long time, Zhou An believed that Ge Wenbin would definitely be another posture at this time, and it would be entirely possible to turn around and leave.

If he was really a 16-year-old boy, he might be moved by Ge Wenbin's performance at this time and shake his previous decision.

But in his young body, he contained a 30-year-old soul.

Zhou An lowered his head and didn't look at Ge Wenbin's pitiful expression, and said lightly: "If Brother Bin is worried that after a quarter, your payment will be too much, and you can't turn over there, and it's simple! ”

After speaking, Zhou An raised his eyelids and smiled at Ge Wenbin, who was already stunned, "How about it?

"This ......"

"I, I ......"

Ge Wenbin opened his mouth and stammered, he couldn't say a complete sentence for a while, he was confused by Zhou An's strange brain circuit, did he mean this? Let Tsingtao Beer share the pressure on his funds? How did this kid come up with this bad idea?

At this moment, Ge Wenbin almost laughed angrily, and wanted to turn his face on the spot.

However, he didn't dare to offend Zhou An, and he was reluctant to make a long-term profit on the side of the rampaging crayfish.

It's cool to turn your face and lift the table on the spot, but how to end it after it's cool?

With the loss of this big customer, how many new customers does he have to develop in the future to make up for the loss here?

Ge Wenbin pursed his lips, lowered his head aggrievedly and helplessly, picked up the lighter and lit the cigarette in his hand, took a puff, spit out the smoke, and looked at Zhou An again helplessly, "Anzi, do I have to sign this book today?"

Zhou An still smiled faintly, "Of course not, we cooperate with each other and pay attention to fairness and justice, provided that we are willing to each other, if Brother Bin doesn't want to sign, of course it's okay." ”

Hearing Zhou An say this, Ge Wenbin's face did not show joy.

took a breath and asked again: "Is it that if I don't sign this, our cooperation will not be able to continue?"

When he asked this question, he stood up with a complicated face, as if he could leave at any moment.

Zhou An looked up at him, his eyes narrowed slightly, but his expression was still calm, and his tone tended to be indifferent, "Brother Bin, this time I am not targeting you alone, if you really can't accept this condition, then I also respect your opinion, I wish you a prosperous business and a lot of money!"

Zhou An did not say directly that if he did not sign, the cooperation between the two sides would end, but his words, combined with his indifferent tone at this time, the meaning was already obvious.

"Is it okay to tie the knot every two months?"

Ge Wenbin pondered for a moment and asked again.

Zhou An shook his head.

"Huh!"

Ge Wenbin suddenly smiled bitterly, gave Zhou An a thumbs up, and sighed while shaking his head: "Anzi, you have won! Okay! Since you have to do this, what else can I say? I will sign! I can't sign it? Hehe." ”

As he spoke, his shoulders suddenly fell, and he picked up the pen on the table with a boring expression, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and signed his name in Zhou An's notebook.

It was only at this time that Zhou An really showed a smiling face, "Brother Bin, thank you! Otherwise, you should take the old turtle on the ground back and stew it yourself! ”

Hearing this, Ge Wenbin glanced at the old turtle on the ground, smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "Forget it, since I said that it was given to you, how can there be any reason to bring it back? You keep the stewed soup! Hehe, I'm afraid now that when you will be angry, and I want to extend the cycle of our settlement, Anzi, you really can't get angry anymore, if you extend the settlement cycle again, your brother Bin will really have no way to live!"

After saying that, he shook his head with a bitter expression.

Zhou An was amused by his words, but he was just laughing, and he wanted him to change his mind, which was impossible.