The world is materialistic, at the macro level, nothing can exist forever, either it is over today or it will be over tomorrow.

Carlton frowned and coordinated.

"We at the North American Dyestuff Association have been around for more than 50 years. Tam, Joule, our fathers, were already in the Dye Association, and paid a great price for the development and growth of the Dye Association.

Tam, do you remember that your father, in order to make the United States have its own dye crops, was found in India when he brought plants, and was almost killed?

Joule, do you remember your uncle, who spent all his savings to build a factory, but had a major accident and almost went bankrupt?

We have helped through so many hardships, what are the difficulties now?

Now, there is a group of imps who are trying to challenge us, trying to subvert our alliance.

We should join forces and work together to fight them.

Admittedly, synthetic dyes are cheaper.

However, no one knows how stable it is, whether it is toxic or not, and whether it will fade easily without long-term testing.

And......

Even synthetic dyes are really good.

Do we have to buy them?

Can't we make it?

As long as we are together and through this difficult time, we will definitely be able to make more money in the future. ”

Since we can't be satisfied with all parties when we talk about interests, it's better to talk about feelings.

Reminiscing about the sufferings of the past, building a sense of collective identity, outlining a better tomorrow, and giving birth to hope and hope.

Joule, the loudest and loudest capitulator, listened to Carlton's words, lowered his head, and remained silent.

The most fierce main battle faction, Tamu, thought of his father, his eyes moistened, and tears silently flowed.

Joule raised his head and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I agree to continue the fight against Doug Claydon!"

Carlton patted Joule on the shoulder.

The group walked from one end of the corridor to the other end of the corridor. I pushed open the door and re-entered the venue.

"How's the discussion?" Williams said with a faint smile.

"Tom & Doug Chemicals can join the North American Dyestuff Association. However, Tom & Doug Dyestuff was required to comply with the North American Dyestuff Association's plan for the production of synthetic dyes.

North American Dyestuff Association member companies will automatically receive all technology patents related to the production of synthetic dyes.

North America......"

"So, ladies and gentlemen, don't you want to go on?" asked Williams.

Carleton confidently said, "No, we want to keep talking. However, it needs to be negotiated on our terms. ”

Williams didn't expect the negotiations to fall apart so quickly.

However, he didn't panic either.

He stood up and stretched out his right hand very gentlemanly, "I'm glad that your association has the courage to challenge Tom & Doug Chemical, and we welcome your challenge." ”

Carlton was stunned.

He never imagined that he had just offered an excessive price that he could bargain with, and the other party directly broke off the negotiation.

However, although he was surprised inside, on the surface, he still calmly said to Williams's back, "We will unite to meet your challenge." ”

"Really?" Williams paused, not looking back, "God bless you." ”

It was all too fast, so fast that Drake didn't even have time to react.

But......

At this point, he couldn't turn back and say let's continue to negotiate.

Although Doug told him the bottom line of the negotiation, it was Williams who had the power.

Walking out of the top 10 hotels in Pliwest, Williams tilted his head sideways and whispered to Drake, "Please be on guard for your men." ”

The man got into the boat, and the ship sailed into the sea.

Leave Plywest and return to New Haven.

Drake, who is back on the ship and back on his home turf, is much more confident than when he was on land.

He asked Williams, "Why didn't you talk about it?"

Williams looked at the endless ocean in front of him and said, "It's just a waste of time to talk about it." Negotiations are not about sincerity, but about strength.

It seems that not so long ago, you did not beat them up.

It seems that they still have illusions.

Then make them hurt a little more until there are no illusions. ”

“……”

Drake looked at the young man who would fall down even when he got off the boat, and really didn't know where his confidence came from.

Williams, however, knows where his confidence comes from, from his teacher, Doug Claydon.

Since he became Doug's student, Doug has not taught him much theory.

Most of the time, it's for him to do things.

Although at the beginning, he didn't know what to do or how to do it.

Almost alone.

At one point, he wondered if the teacher didn't want to take him as a student at all.

Until Doug said to him, "Who helped me when I was weak?"

The story of striking iron was also what Doug would tell him at that time.

Williams, gritting his teeth, gradually touched the doorway to do things.

However, whenever he solved a matter and pushed it into practice, Doug would always give him something new.

Maybe that's how teachers teach......

Under such a devilish exercise, he grew rapidly.

Otherwise......

How could he face the president of a national industry association without being nervous at all, and still at ease?

He really felt his growth.

I also know how difficult it is to do things.

If you want to start from scratch, how difficult is it to make what a teacher is doing now.

He understood that the teacher did not teach him all the time, not because the teacher did not want to, but because the teacher was busy and did not have time.

Williams looked at Drake, who was speechless, and said as if he knew what he was thinking, "I don't trust myself by doing this, but by believing my teacher." You say, my teacher, how high can he go in his life? I think it's going to be very high, taller than a seagull, higher than a cloud in the sky. ”

Williams no longer held on to the railing, his index fingers and thumbs spread 90 degrees, one straight and one backward, like a camera, framing the blue sky in front of him.

And so it was......

Drake sighed slightly.

Little Brother Doug, in just a few months, he can make such a look. Why aren't they confident?

"It's going to be high, it's going to be high. Drake sighed as if he sighed, as if he sighed with regret.

……

Doug, who was regarded as a god by Williams, was faced with the embarrassing situation of not being able to find a second Black Eagle Bank shareholder at this moment.