What Yan Murong said is exactly what more than a billion people in China think, and it is also the idea of billions of people around the world.

That's right, you can't have a grudge against money, so making money is the most important thing - even if a person doesn't care about money, he won't throw it away.

Yan Murong is not talking about business, but marrying her daughter.

These two products are equivalent to his daughter, and Mo Jiana is here to propose marriage - the dowry given is not enough, and Yan Murong will not let go.

There's a kind of anger called gnashing of teeth -- and that's what Mojana is in right now.

Holding the phone in his hand, the two rows of little white teeth were about to be crushed.

Ten million a year, and still only one region, this is not cooperation, this is robbery.

"Why don't you think about it again? After all, it's not very good to be in such a big business, and it's not very good to be in a hurry. Yan Murong said with a smile. I'll hang up if it's okay, I'm busy. ”

After speaking, Yan Murong really hung up the phone, holding the phone and laughing to himself.

He was confident and confident that the other party would definitely agree. As he said, his own things, he knows how much they are worth, and in the same way, the price he offers has reached the other party's bottom line - just to embarrass her, but not beyond the bottom line.

Everyone knows the efficacy of the two products, and Yan Murong also knows that as long as there is money to be made, the other party will not give up.

Just as Yan Murong thought, after Yan Murong hung up the phone, Mo Jiana's beautiful pretty face turned red, listening to the busy sound on the phone, she wanted to drop the phone directly, but after thinking about it, the phone was not her own, so she resisted this impulse - this Chinese man is really annoying, and he is not polite at all.

Looking at Mo Jiana's expression, although Su Qingwu didn't know what Yan Murong told her, just with Yan Murong's childish character who would never suffer a loss, and then look at Mo Jiana's face, she knew that the other party definitely didn't get any benefits.

"Miss Morgana, can you give me back your phone?" Su Qingwu said with a smile.

"Okay, thank you." Although Mo Jiana was very angry, a good education calmed her down, returned the phone to Su Qingwu, and thanked her.

"I'll just say he's not going to agree." Su Qingwu laughed. "In that case, please go back to the two of you."

Hearing that Su Qingwu gave an eviction order, Zheng Wuming didn't feel anything, anyway, he wasn't kicked out once or twice, he was used to it, but Mo Jiana was stunned and hurriedly said. "Miss Su, please wait, I think, we can talk again."

When Mo Jiana relayed Yan Murong's conditions to Su Qingwu, Su Qingwu was also stunned.

She thought that Yan Murong would either refuse directly, or offer an astronomical amount of indirect refusal - she never thought that Yan Murong would agree to cooperate, and even offer such conditions.

This condition sounds very harsh, but if you think about it carefully, it just presses on the other party's bottom line, which makes the other party want to cooperate and is a little embarrassed, and wants to give up but is reluctant.

It's like the siege of a city in ancient times -- think about it, hundreds of thousands of troops have reached the gates of other people's cities, and then they have to withdraw their troops, and no one is reconciled. But the problem is that people will set up an empty plan for you, play psychological warfare with you, and it's your own business if you don't take the bait.

"Since that's the case, I don't have much to say." Su Qingwu shrugged. "I don't have the right to change what he said."

"So, Miss Su, can you please give me some time?" Morgana said. "These conditions are too harsh, and I need to contact headquarters."

"Please." Su Qingwu smiled and said-

"Finished?" When Chen Hanqing saw Yan Murong coming over, he asked suspiciously.

He couldn't figure out what the hell this kid was doing, he was still serious just now, and he smiled so happily when he answered the phone, a face that was not very handsome but also very delicate, smiling like a blooming dog's tail flower, if the mouth was cracked a little bigger, the back molars would be able to see it soon.

"It's over, it's over." Yan Murong was like a weasel who had stolen an old hen, and his smile was smug.

"What's so much fun?"

"No—nothing, it's just someone who came to bring me money." Yan Murong laughed before he said. "Okay, let's not talk about this, it's been delayed for so long, it's time for us to do it."

"Wait—you, okay?" Chen Hanqing grabbed Yan Murong with some worry. "You were weak like that yesterday, and you only had a day off, can you?"

"It should work." Yan Murong clenched his fists and felt his body. After a night of conditioning, the body has not recovered much, besides, the old man said that the method only needs to use the third needle - feel the strength in the body, if only the third needle is used, it should be enough.

"Doctor Yan, Doctor Yan, are you going to operate on the patient again?"

Suddenly, a group of reporters surrounded him, and the long guns and short guns were also aimed at Yan Murong.

"Doctor Yan, I heard that you fainted yesterday, how is your condition?"

"Doctor Yan, the patient you treated died on the spot yesterday, what do you want to say?"

"Are you experimenting with patients?"

Yan Murong looked at this group of reporters and was stunned for a moment, and the questions they asked were also sharper than one - but Yan Murong couldn't understand, didn't this group of reporters leave? Why did you run back again?

"They didn't go." Chen Hanqing saw the surprise on Yan Murong's face, and whispered in his ear. "They didn't interview you yesterday, so they didn't go back at all, and slept in the car all night."

Hearing Chen Hanqing's words, Yan Murong smiled bitterly. It turned out that this group of reporters didn't leave, and they nested in the car for a night, was it just to arrest him?

Using his hand to block the somewhat painful eyes that were flashed by the flash, Yan Murong said. "I don't know how you got the news, but if you want to know the specific news, please be patient, I'm very busy right now."

"Doctor Yan, are you running away?" A female reporter wearing a professional outfit, with long hair coiled back and a "South China Daily" sign on her chest, asked.

"Yes, Dr. Yan, I heard that the patient you saved yesterday died on the spot after you used the needle, how do you explain this? Are you taking a patient to test the needle? ”

"Doctor Yan, you are extremely irresponsible to the patients by doing it blindly before there is no effective treatment-they have a family and the right to live, and they die because of your blind treatment, who will bear this responsibility?"