Yan Minghua's office in Hong Kong is not big, at least it is much smaller than that in Yanjing, and the decoration in the office is not so luxurious, and even the offices of the CEOs of some small companies are much more elaborate than hers.

Yan Murong is a good boy who respects the old and loves the young, knows how to be polite and hygienic, but when he arrived in front of Yan Minghua, this kind of good character was thrown away from the sewer, and when he saw the door with the chairman's sign hanging on it, he pushed the door without knocking and walked in.

"Sister-in-law, are you looking for me—huh? Anyone there? Before Yan Murong finished speaking, he saw a man and a woman sitting on the sofa opposite Yan Minghua's desk.

"Of course someone is here." Yan Minghua threw Yan Murong a charming look and said. "I don't need to introduce you, you all know each other."

"It turned out to be you." When Yan Murong saw the man sitting on the sofa, he laughed happily.

"It's you." Mitsui Toshiaki suddenly stood up, watching Yan Murong gritting his teeth, as if he wanted to eat him raw.

"Brother, don't be impulsive." Mitsui Imperial Sakura, who was sitting on the side, hurriedly grabbed his arm and persuaded him softly.

"If I hadn't seen you, I would have almost forgotten." Yan Murong looked at Mitsui Toshiaki, who was sitting there with a puff, and smiled happily. "It's time to pay what you owe me, right? Just say that I don't ask you for interest, can you also take the initiative? ”

Money? Are you too embarrassed to withdraw money?

Mitsui Toshiming was about to explode - Zheng Wuming provided him with Yan Murong's whereabouts was correct, but he didn't expect that only one of the three shinobi he sent out came back, which made Mitsui Toshiaki's hatred for Yan Murong stronger and stronger.

You see, the eldest young master of these rich families just likes to be hypocritical, isn't it just a necklace, people don't sell it if they don't sell it, why are they so persistent, the result is a racing car and a big gamble, and in the end they can't find someone to take revenge, and in the end they lose their wives and soldiers - how stupid does this person have to be to have such a mode of thinking?

Toshiaki Mitsui felt that he was very cheap, why did he send it to the door to ask the family for an account?

"Hey, what's that look in your eyes?" Yan Murong said unhappily. "You don't want to pay what you owe, do you? - I know that you are a member of the Mitsui family in the island country, and it is said that your family is a rich man, not to mention that you can't afford to lose your gambling and want to repay your debts. ”

You are the landlord, your whole family is the landlord, Mitsui Toshiaki thought to himself.

"I'm sorry sir, it's my fault." Mitsui Junming didn't speak with a cold face, but Mitsui Huangying stood up, bowed ninety degrees to Yan Murong, and said. "Last time, because Huang Ying was worried about her brother's condition, she forgot what she said to her, please bear with me."

After speaking, Mitsui Emperor Sakura muttered a few more words to Mitsui Toshiaki in island dialect, Mitsui Toshiaki's face looked a little better, glared at Yan Murong coldly, took out the check book from the pocket of his suit, signed a check with a sigh, and then threw it directly at Yan Murong's feet, that action, that impatient look, as if he had casually thrown a dime to a beggar on the street.

"Yes, yes, it's just that the handwriting is ugly." Yan Murong didn't care, he picked up the check from the ground with a smile, looked at it and saw that there was no zero missing on it, so he put the check away, then moved a chair, went around the desk and sat down next to Yan Minghua, it felt like a primary school student sitting in the same row at the same table in class.

"Okay, Mr. Mitsui, this little guy in our family is not sensible, you don't want to be like him, let's talk about business." Yan Minghua smiled and said.

Is he not sensible? I don't think you're very sensible, it's really not a family that doesn't enter the door, why didn't you tell me when he asked me for money just now with a look of a debt collector?

Looking at the men and women sitting side by side in front of him, Mitsui Toshiaki's anger rushed upward, took a few deep breaths, and silently recited a few words of the emperor's blessing, which suppressed the anger that was almost about to explode.

It's about the family's business, so bear with it if you can, Toshiaki Mitsui comforted himself.

"Okay." Toshiaki Mitsui nodded and said. "Miss Yan, our Mitsui Consortium is very interested in the new solar car project that your group has cooperated with Huayuan Group, so the purpose of my visit this time is to reach a cooperation with your group."

"You're going to work on a solar car project?" Yan Minghua had an embarrassed expression on his face. "I'm afraid I won't be able to call the shots - you yourself know that this is a joint research and development project between Minghua Group and Huayuan Group, and I can't be the master alone-oh, by the way, maybe you can ask what this little guy in our family means, you don't know yet, the chairman of Huayuan Group is his wife."

"Huh? Miss Su is his wife? Mitsui Toshiaki's expression instantly became extremely exciting, and he looked at Yan Murong with an incredible expression.

How can it be? How could he be Su Qingwu's husband?

Look at him, he is wearing cheap sportswear, and his mobile phone is also something that can quickly enter the antique market, how does he look like a dick ~ silk, how can he be Su Qingwu's husband?

Yan Murong smiled bitterly, her sister-in-law was too big to do. Originally, he didn't deal with Toshiaki Mitsui, but now he has such a mess of things, this is because he wants to see the excitement.

But seeing the surprised expression on Mitsui Toshiaki's face, Yan Murong was a lot happier - beg me, beg me with a better attitude, and I promised to consider it.

Mitsui Toshiaki gritted his teeth and seemed to have made a big decision before he looked at Yan Murong and said. "Mr. Yan, look, can we cooperate?"

"Let's talk about how to work together?" Yan Murong asked with a smile, but he didn't refuse directly.

However, Yan Murong's attitude made Mitsui Toshiming stunned, and then, he didn't care about how quickly he changed, so he hurriedly said. "That's right, your group has science and technology, and our Mitsui family has hardware technology, I think, our Mitsui consortium can act as an agent for your group's automobile finished product processing business, and after the car is produced, open the local automobile market of the island country for your group for free."

"Sounds good." Yan Murong nodded with an expression that I understood, and asked again. "What are the terms of your cooperation?"

"The conditions are simple." Seeing that Yan Murong didn't embarrass him, Mitsui Toshiming laughed and said. "We, the Mitsui family, open the market in the island country for free for the listing of your group's cars, and in terms of OEM business, we charge 30% of the sales price of the car."

"That's all?" Yan Murong asked.

"That's all." Toshiaki Mitsui nodded.

"Well, I don't agree." Yan Murong shook his head and said.