Chapter 837

Yan Zhengling handed the contract prepared in advance to Zhan Hanjue, "Zhan Ye, you can take a look at this contract first, I hope you can continue to support our Yan's high-end intelligent product development project." Of course, in return, I can pay MA a royalty higher than the market value. ”

Zhan Hanjue looked at the thick stack of materials, and it had been a long time since he had seen this girl doing things seriously. It seems that she has taken over the shattered Yan family.

"Yan Zhengling, do you think the Yan family can still come back to life?" Zhan Hanjue's tone was light, and he couldn't hear any emotion. However, there was a hint of ridicule in those charming eyes.

Yan Zhengling also knew that the Yan family was in a desperate situation, but in order to fulfill her grandfather's wish, she could only carry the weight.

"Give me a convincing reason?" Zhan Han Jue said leisurely.

Yan Zhengling has no reason to win, she is driving ducks. Sub-shelves.

can only feed Zhan Ye chicken soup for the soul, "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and one generation is stronger than the next." ”

"Zhan Ye should have heard that where there is a will, it can be done?" Yan Zhengling said.

Zhan Hanjue hooked his lips, his thin lips were gently pursed, and he seemed to be smiling, "Everyone can talk big." ”

Yan Zhengling said excitedly: "I didn't say big things. At the beginning, my grandfather started from scratch and had a hard time starting a business, didn't he also establish Yan's first group in Yancheng? Now that I'm standing on the shoulders of giants, I should have achieved more than him. ”

I never thought that this guy's poisonous tongue would be used on her one day.

Seeing that Yan Zhengling was deflated, Zhan Hanjue teased her, and then said seriously: "Yan Zhengling, the change of smart products can be described as changing with each passing day, and the products produced by your Yan family are at least three generations behind the market." Even if I sell you the patented technology, the products you produce will fall into a situation where they are not salable. Do you understand? He taught her patiently.

Yan Zhengling refused to admit defeat and said: "Zhan Ye only needs to transfer the technology to us, as for the sales of Yan's products, Zhan Ye doesn't have to bother." ”

The Battle Chill Lord laughed and laughed.

"Yes, you are standing on the shoulders of giants. But have you ever thought about it, when the giant falls, you will fall in pain. The Chill Lord reminded her.

Yan Zhengling: "......"

Zhan Han Jue was magnificent: "Yan Zhengling, we will swallow all the fierce opponents. Not only the Yan family, but also the Tian family, the Bai family, and the Zhan family could not escape this fate. ”

Yan Zhengling looked at the man with pupils as dark as the sea, and only felt a fine cold sweat break out on his back.

The anger on the Lord of War is so heavy!

A hint of gunpowder permeated.

Zhan Hanjue looked at her and said loudly: "Yan Zhengling, why are you dying? ”

Yan Zhengling was very angry, "Even if Zhan Ye wants to refuse to cooperate with the Yan family, he should have some grace. Can you be open-minded and bless us that the Yan clan will ride the wind and waves and rise again, is it difficult? ”

Zhan Hanjue's dark pupils looked at her fixedly, and there was starlight in Zheng Ling's eyes, just like a street lamp in the sea.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I refuse to cooperate with you. You Yan have only one way to die. ”

Yan Zhengling straightened up: "You are wrong. Zhan Ye, you don't know yet, in fact, in this world, someone has already surpassed you and created a thinner chip than Media Asia. ”

It was a dark aura that destroyed the world. It was as if the next moment, he was about to fall into the Infernal Hell.

Yan Zhengling only had an impulse to hold him.

She suddenly took two steps forward, then leaned her face closer to his dark handsome face, and announced through gritted teeth, "Master Zhan, I won't let you succeed." ”

She walked towards the door with a melodious step.

It's just that. She hadn't worn high heels for a long time, but she accidentally broke her foot as soon as she walked to the door.

Yan Zhengling said with confidence: "Since Zhan Ye is unwilling to deign to cooperate with our Yan family, I can only find another owner." Goodbye, Zhan Ye. ”

The Eagle of the War Chill Lord's pupils constricted, "Who?" ”

"It's a secret."

Broken heel.

"Ouch." Yan Zhengling screamed in pain.