"Okay." Su Qingwu replied succinctly, and a smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

Let her quarrel with Yan Murong, she is a hundred unwilling, it is better to have two kitchen knives, so that she and Yan Murong can be happy.

This bastard is good enough for medical skills and good enough for his mouth.

But it's a pleasure to watch him play with others. Therefore, Su Qingwu also cooperated and grabbed the landline on the table, pretending to be going out.

Mo Jiana walked halfway, and after hearing Yan Murong's words, her body suddenly stopped.

"Wait." Morgana turned around and shouted anxiously.

"What are you waiting for, it's only morning, and you want to wait for me to treat you to lunch?" Yan Murong said as he waved his hand impatiently.

To be honest, Mo Jiana was very angry now, but she didn't care about arguing with Yan Murong, the man she hated, and hurriedly said. "Su Dong, Mr. Yan, I think, we can still talk."

"Huh? Aren't you leaving? Yan Murong asked inexplicably. What else are you talking about? ”

"Talk about what we're working on." Mo Jiana couldn't wait to devour Yan Murong alive, but she couldn't help but speak, she knew how powerful this guy's mouth was.

Even if she left angrily because she was angry, she was only doing it for Yan Murong to see, and wanted to use this method of retreating to advance to get Yan Murong to continue to negotiate with her - even if Yan Murong did not agree to her cooperation conditions, at least the two sides could talk slowly.

She was reluctant to let her give up these two products.

As the saying goes, if you don't do this business, you will never know the doorway in the industry.

Mo Jiana was born in a beauty family since she was a child, and she is extremely sensitive to any beauty products, she knows what these two products mean, so she will be patient to negotiate conditions with Yan Murong, but she didn't think that her move of retreating into advance not only did not play a role, but let the other party go directly to find other partners.

Procter & Gamble, an American giant in the chemical industry. He actually contacted Procter & Gamble.

Mo Jiana was a little suspicious, suspecting that Yan Murong was cheating her, but she had to believe it - if she was not afraid of 10,000, she was afraid of what happened, if this guy really cooperated with others, then she would be busy in vain this time, and I am afraid that the family would also be dissatisfied with her.

"Mr. Yan." Mo Jiana secretly took a few breaths, and after forcibly suppressing the anger, she looked at Yan Murong and said. "Can you tell me what the conditions are offered by Procter & Gamble."

"It's a trade secret." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Besides, it's not a noble thing for you to eavesdrop on our conversation."

Bahh

The expression on Mo Jiana's face remained unchanged, but she scolded Yan Murong all over in her heart.

Noble? You're embarrassed to talk to me about noble guy like you, who has fed all the skin to the dog?

"But it's okay to tell you." Yan Murong continued. "People are much more generous than you, the conditions I offered are exactly the same as yours, people agreed without thinking about it, and took the initiative to increase the share by five percent."

"Are you kidding?" Morgana asked, gritting her silver teeth.

Joke? Yes, Yan Murong was indeed joking with her, but Yan Murong was also sure that she didn't dare to waste any more time inquiring, no matter what, she would be sure of her anyway.

"There are two things I don't like the most." Yan Murong said with a serious face. "First, I don't like islanders in clothes, and second, I don't like to joke with people who aren't friends."

Mo Jiana is not sure whether what Yan Murong said is true or false, but she is proficient in Chinese culture, and she also knows that she would rather believe it than believe it.

Her face changed for a while before Morgana spoke. "Mr. Yan, please give me a little time, I need five minutes to contact the headquarters."

"Please." Yan Murong pointed to the door of the office. That couldn't be more obvious.

If you want to make a call, you can go out to call, and when you finish the fight, if you want to cooperate, you can come back in, and if you don't want to cooperate, it will save trouble, just raise your legs and leave.

"Thank you." Morgana thanked her, turned and walked out.

"You shouldn't be a doctor." After Mo Jiana went out, Su Qingwu looked at Yan Murong who was smiling proudly and said softly. "You should go and do diplomatic work."

"I'm still an official?" Yan Murong asked with a happy expression, then leaned his head forward and took a picture through the crystal glass surface on the coffee table. I thought to myself, why didn't I realize that I still had this ability?

"Hmm." Su Qingwu nodded and said lightly. "That woman is almost crippled by you."

Yan Murong's face darkened.

Damn, I thought that this woman was boasting about herself, and her feelings were damaging herself.

However, thinking of the old man who was still nesting in the ravine and could fool better than himself, Yan Murong was also a lot happier.

Besides, being able to fool is not necessarily a bad thing.

Yan Murong felt that the old man's sentence "What he said was three points true and seven points false" was very reasonable.

You can't talk to anyone too much, otherwise in the end, you will end up with too much heart and lungs before, and in the end, you will have no heart and lungs.

Whoever fools the other person will be able to get more benefits, and if he can fool the other party on a stretcher, then he will have to bear legal responsibility.

As she spoke, Morgana walked back again, and the expression on her face was not as ugly as it had just been. Instead, he laughed.

"Mr. Yan, after our high-level discussion again, I can agree to your cooperation on behalf of L'Oreal." Mo Jiana smiled, took out another document from her bag, put it in front of Yan Murong, and said. "This contract is prepared according to your opinion, you can take a look at it, and if you don't have any opinion, sign it."

"I didn't graduate from elementary school, so I can't understand it." Yan Murong smiled and handed the contract to Su Qingwu, at this time, he had to admit that this was Su Qingwu's profession, so he simply let her take care of it.

Su Qingwu did not shirk, took the contract and read it carefully before returning it to Yan Murong.

"The contract is fine, you can sign it."

Yan Murong happily took the signature pen in Mo Jiana's hand, and with a wave of his sleeve, he signed it with three iron hooks and silver strokes.

Looking at his name, Yan Murong thought excitedly-yes, yes, I have been exploited by the old man for so many years, and now I can finally make money.

After the excitement, Yan Murong showed a sneering smile at Mo Jiana, and regardless of whether people agreed or not, she took Mo Jiana's delicate little hand and shook it violently.

"It's a pleasure to work with." Yan Murong said.

"Happy cooperation—" Morgana said quietly, withdrawing her hand and gritting her teeth.

ps: Flowers, ask for flowers.