"Mr. Yan, you are a smart person, I think you should know what kind of opportunity this is for a business."

Morgana said. "I think you should know very well what the situation is in China - it is easy for a foreign company to enter China, but it is difficult for a Chinese company to enter the European market. Or you will say that there are quite a few companies listed on the NASDAQ in the United States, but you have to understand that they are only listed there, but the companies are still in China. ”

"Don't tell me this, I don't understand." Yan Murong waved his hand and said. "I've always been very direct in what I say and do, you just need to tell me what is in it for me."

"We will offer the sales channels of our Betancourt family."

Yan Murong doesn't like to beat around the bend, and Mo Jiana can only say her conditions. "And, the whole thing will help you develop this European market - but I would like to see our agency fees reduced somewhat."

"If you don't say the last word, I think I'll say yes." Yan Murong looked at Mo Jiana with a smile on her face and said.

"Okay." Mo Jiana nodded, she knew that the man in front of her was stingy, it was okay to give him money, and it was more difficult to let him spit out a little than to let the wolf eat the turnip.

"In addition, I know that Mr. Yan's wish is to spread Chinese medicine to the world, so I will provide you with a clinic unconditionally."

"Stop making a fuss." Yan Murong said with a smile. "You are all poor in France and can only drink mineral water, and you still provide me with a clinic for free? Besides, how much does a clinic cost? I don't have a lot of money, but I'm not bad for the money of that clinic - by the way, I should be considered a foreign businessman if I go to France, right? Does your local government have any preferential policies for foreign investors? ”

“――”

Morgana swore that if she could, she would strangle the hateful man.

If families like Rothschild, Morgan, and Rockefeller are Chinese cabbage, then their Bettencourt family is a little ladybug on Chinese cabbage. However, in France, the position of the Betancourt family should not be underestimated. How many people would rather pay out of their own pockets and want to cooperate with her family, and now, she has given this man preferential conditions that the family has never offered, but this man is still not satisfied.

Several confrontations with Yan Murong let Mo Jiana know that this man's appetite is very big, and a small piece of meat can't meet his needs at all, but the things in his hand are unique in this world, and she can't do it if she wants to get rid of it, because she knows that as long as she walks out of this door, she will regret it immediately.

"Mr. Yan, this is all the conditions I can promise you, if you still don't think you care, then I can't do anything."

She has been in China for a long time, in her spare time, she can read books, and she has read "The Art of War" and knows what it means to retreat as advance.

She knew that Yan Murong needed a chance to enter Europe, but his appetite was too great, and he would definitely not agree unless he proposed conditions that satisfied him.

Now, she kicked the ball back to Yan Murong and asked Yan Murong to make this choice - either agree to my conditions and enter Europe smoothly. Either refuse, and then find a way to enter Europe yourself.

"Retreat as advance?" Yan Murong laughed. "I'm sure you've seen our Chinese art of war—but you certainly haven't read it carefully, or rather, you're not skilled enough to fully understand it."

"What do you mean, Mr. Yan?"

"It's not interesting." Yan Murong shook his head and said. "We have a saying in Huaxia that it is called seeing and dismantling. Since you've used retreat to advance on me, I'll just go with the flow with you - if you say you can't do it, I should have no choice. So, let's go back where we came from, how about it? ”

"You-"

Mo Jiana was not lightly angry, and she lost very completely against Yan Murong several times. But think about it, people are pure Chinese people, and the things written by their ancestors certainly know more thoroughly than themselves.

"Well, I admit that I need a chance to get into Europe."

Seeing Mo Jiana's angry little daughter-in-law's face, Yan Murong sighed helplessly and said. "I'm not going around the bush with you. Let's just put it bluntly, I am very satisfied with the conditions you proposed, but don't think about reducing the agency fee. What do you think? Agreed? ”

"Okay, I promise you." Morgana finally nodded in agreement.

As a qualified businessman, luck alone is not enough. Vision, this is an indispensable thing as a businessman.

Although the Betancourt family is involved in many industries, but the chemical industry is their specialty, as the boss of the beauty industry, Mo Jiana naturally knows how good Yan Murong's products are, even if he agrees to Yan Murong's conditions, it is a great thing for the Betancourt family.

"You see, how good this is, I'm sure our cooperation will be very pleasant." Yan Murong smiled with satisfaction. "Alright, now let's talk about your additional conditions."

"How do you know?" Mo Jiana was startled, but immediately realized that she had slipped out of her mouth, and hurriedly covered it up. "Mr. Yan said with a smile, I don't have any strings attached."

"No?" Yan Murong looked at Mo Jiana with a smile, and didn't say until the other party avoided his eyes first. "Okay, let's talk about the second collaboration."

"Dealing with you is the hardest thing I've ever done in my life."

Mojana said with a sigh. Now that the other party is already so straightforward, there is no need for her to deny it anymore.

"I wonder how you see that, though?"

"Do you still need to see this?" Yan Murong smiled, and then, he took out three banknotes of different denominations from his pocket, took out one hundred and handed it to Mo Jiana, and said. "When I came, I saw an egg pancake seller on the side of the road, I wonder if you can go and buy one for me?"

"What are you?" Mo Jiana was confused, she didn't understand what Yan Murong wanted to express, she was still talking about cooperation just now, and in the blink of an eye, she asked herself to buy him breakfast-besides, she was not his servant, why should she buy him breakfast?

"Don't say anything else." Yan Murong waved his hand and said. "I'll just ask for two dollars and five dollars, and I'll give you the rest of the money."

"Why?" Morgana asked. "I can buy it for you, but you have a five-dollar one in your hand, why do you want to give me a hundred?"

"What do you think?" Yan Murong asked rhetorically.

"I don't know." Morgana shook her head. "I just can't figure out why you're giving me money."

"If you don't understand, you'll be right." Yan Murong snapped his fingers, took the money back from Mo Jiana's hand, and said. "I'm sure now that you still don't know enough about Chinese culture."

"I'll teach you one more sentence." Yan Murong said. "We have a saying in China that says that there will be no pie in the sky, unless the pie is a trap."

PS: There is one more chapter, which will be delivered before 12 o'clock!