Chapter 43: One Hundred Bottles
"I'm sorry, I made Liyue Gongzi wait for a long time. Unfortunately, we just went out to run some errands. Yun Zhichu didn't care about Mo Wuwu's words, Yun Zhichu knew in his heart that it was true to go out on business and inform Ouyang Yi on leave.
"I haven't seen Xiao Yueyue grow taller for more than half a year." Ouyang Yi was still cynical, and he posted it when he saw Yun Zhichu.
Yun Chuchu didn't understand that she and Ouyang Yi could only be regarded as acquaintances, and there was nothing else except knowing each other's names, why did this Ouyang Yi always stick to himself.
"There shouldn't be much left of the 50 bottles of Qingling Spring, right?" Yun Zhizhi didn't look at Ouyang Yi when he saw it.
"There are 6 more bottles. I have discussed the service fee with my eldest brother this time, and I can give you half the price, but you also have to promise that you can't give the goods to any other store except in our Tianbao Pavilion. "Mo Wuwu is not a businessman, and the true nature of a profiteer is gradually revealed.
"Hehe, if you want to buy the exclusive agent of Qinglingquan with fifty percent of the service fee, Young Master Mo is inevitably too good at settling accounts. If you want me to say, thirty percent, thirty percent of the handling fee, the agency power of the past three years belongs to you Tianbao Pavilion. As for three years later, let's decide. "Every time I think of the high service fee, Yun Chu is a little painful, although five percent is already a small amount, but it can't stand the large base.
Mo Wuwu's face was full of black lines, and Ouyang Yi, who was sitting on the side, covered his mouth with a fan, and forced himself not to laugh. No one knows the two brothers of the Mo family better than Ouyang Yi, to put it bluntly, Mo Wuwu is a money fan, and he is a dime iron rooster on weekdays, but he didn't expect it to be planted in the hands of this little guy this time.
Yun Chuchu saw that Mo Wuwu was still thinking about it, and couldn't help but smile: "Let's not talk about the distance, let's settle the account this time." Of the 50 bottles of Qingling Spring, there are 6 bottles left, which means that Tianbao Pavilion has sold 44 bottles, and the sales alone have more than 15 million. Even if only 30% of the service fee is charged, there is 3 percent, and it should be more than 400,000 yuan. ”
"It's only been half a year, and a service fee of one million a year must not be a problem, and I will give you the right to buy Qingling Spring first. Whenever you need the Clear Spirit Spring, as long as I have it, I will give priority to providing it, and the price will be according to the market price. ”
After speaking, Yun Chuchu picked up the teacup in his hand and sipped it gently, the chips had been thrown out, I believe that as long as people with long brains know how to choose.
This right of first refusal undoubtedly impressed Mo Wuwu, who is a cultivator who does not need Qingling Spring. The supply of two bottles a week is only 8 bottles a month, and 4 to 6 bottles are sold. The rest is in harmony with Mo Wuxian, and there is only one bottle in his hand.
If it is really like what Liyue said, it can provide the clear spirit spring that he needs for his cultivation, then the service fee of thirty percent is also debatable. Mo Wuwu's handsome face was wrinkled like a chrysanthemum, and his eyes were full of unwillingness, and he finally succumbed to Yun Chuchu's obscenity.
"Then we'll make up our minds, and I'll go and draw up a contract. During the contract period, if one party violates the agreement, it needs to compensate the other party ten times, no, a hundred times the liquidated damages! Mo Wuwu gritted his teeth and walked out of the reception room to draw up a contract.
Yun Zhizhi felt funny when he looked at him like that, and he paid a hundred times the liquidated damages, even if he didn't breached the contract a thousand times, he wouldn't be able to get it.
Ouyang Yi was not idle at all, and he kept talking with his mouth open and closed. From Yun Chuchu's height to his hair, hairpins to shoes, and finally to Yun Chuchu's address.
"Xiao Yueyue, you see that we are so familiar, I don't know where you live yet. Every time I want to invite you out for dinner and tea, I can't find anyone. Ouyang Yi's face was full of curiosity, flashing a pair of charming eyes, pure and good.
"We don't seem to know each other very well, at most it's the relationship between the boss and the customer. Oh, and by the way, you're not the boss yet. "As far as Ouyang Yi's catties and taels are concerned, if he still wants to set the clouds, this is really a big knife in front of Guan Gong.
Ouyang Yi didn't expect Yun Zhichu to say this, but he couldn't answer for a while, and he was really a little stunned.
"Xiao Yueyue, you are really ruthless, I introduced you here." It took a long time for Ouyang Yi to hold back a sentence.
"Brother Mo is your friend, isn't it, shouldn't you introduce customers to your friend? If you want a kickback, you have to talk to the Mo brothers. "At the beginning of the cloud, there was always a feeling that Ouyang Yi was not simple in contact with himself. Maybe it was just curiosity at first, but now there is definitely a secret to it.
Yun Chuchu stayed away from such a person, and he didn't have enough strength to intersect with him, and it was likely to bring trouble to himself. What's more, there are elegy and others behind Yun Chuchu. Just give them time, and they'll grow.
Ouyang Yi was choked by Yun Zhichu and completely stopped moving, he had a bitter face, sat on the sofa and looked at Yun Zhichu aggrievedly.
Yun Zhizhi looked at the sky speechlessly, who could tell her, what was going on with these eyes that seemed to be abandoned? If you don't know, you still think that Yun Chuchu is an irresponsible and responsible man.
Mo Wuwu pushed the door and came in, and what he saw was such a picture. Ignoring Ouyang Yi, who was off the line, Mo Wuwu sat aside and handed one of the contracts to Yun Zhichu. Yun Zhichu read it once and said that there was no problem, and the two sides signed their names below and left a spiritual power mark.
This kind of spiritual imprint is ininimitable, everyone is different, and it is generally used to sign important documents or agreements. After signing the contract, Mo Wuwu gave Yun Zhichu a copy and kept a copy for himself.
"In the future, I will transfer the money to the gold card you gave me before, and this time too, I will run back and forth to save me. And here is a year's clear spiritual spring, you can take it. Saying that, Yun Zhichu took out 104 bottles of Qingling Spring from the small world and piled them on the ground.
Mo Wuwu and the others twitched the corners of their mouths when they saw it, and even Mo Wuxian, who usually had an iceberg face, had his eyelids jumping.
"How many more Spiritual Springs do you need?" Thinking of what he said before, Yun Zhichu didn't forget to ask Mo Wuwu.
Before Mo Wuwu could recover from the pile of clear spirit springs on the ground, he heard Yun Chuchu's words. Stunned for a moment, Mo Wuwu looked at Mo Wuxian and Ouyang Yi, and then calculated in his heart.
"Eh, you know that a small amount of cultivation with Qingling Spring is not good, you see that there are so many of us, too little is not easy to distinguish." Mo Wuwu's speech became slurred, and Yun Zhichu held his forehead: "Don't grind, just say the number." ”
"A hundred bottles." As soon as the words were spoken, Mo Wuwu scratched his head a little embarrassed. Tianbao Pavilion's annual sales volume is only 104 bottles, but now he is asking for 100 bottles, and the more Mo Wuwu thinks about it, the more he can't raise his head.