Back in the Fifth Hospital, Sheng Congzhi turned on the computer and began to contact his subordinates.

After working for about half an hour, she picked up her mobile phone: [Does the third master have WeChat? I have communicated, and cooperation can be discussed. 】

Fu Yan: [Okay, I'll tell him directly.] 】

Sheng Congzhi: ???

Fu Yan: [My third brother has a reckless personality, and the third sister-in-law is a vinegar jar, so it's better for me to be the middleman. 】

Sheng Congzhi: ......

If you don't want me to add WeChat, just say it directly.

10 minutes later, Song Mingkun received a message from Song Yan.

At that time, he had just arrived at the bar, and the wine had not yet come up, so he stood up in shock when he saw the news, "it—"

Rush out when you're done.

My friend asked, "Why are you going?"

Song Mingkun: "Do big things!"

Song Mingkun was busy all night, urging to revise the adjustment plan.

In the afternoon of the next day, I came to the company earlier than the agreed time.

The whole company was notified yesterday that there will be a visit from a distinguished guest today.

Therefore, all the employees are waiting for it, and the senior management is extremely important, and they sit together in the conference room with a solemn face.

Rao is like this, Song Mingkun still lost his temper.

"The national flower of country Y is the orchid, who prepared the roses on this table?"

"The favorite drink of people in country Y is coffee, who prepares the tea? Can people drink it habitually?"

"And this ......."

"This ......"

Approved the meeting room.

Fortunately, there is still time to improve, and employees are rushing to do all kinds of work.

Finally at the appointed time, the subordinate called, "Mr. Song, Mr. Leo has received it, and we will be able to arrive at the company in about half an hour."

"Okay."

Song Mingkun hurriedly called Song Yan, "The time is almost up, what about you?"

In the earpiece, the man's voice was lazy, "Eda said that Mr. Leo got off the plane an hour ago, and hasn't you picked up anyone yet?"

"I'm asking you!" Song Mingkun's temper, "Think it's over if you give me a person in charge? How easy is it? You won't still be in the Song family now, will you?"

"Do you want me to go too?" Song Yan's tone was playful.

Song Mingkun was angry, "What are you talking about? I'll give your wife a chance, let her help me find the person in charge, the follow-up conditions are to be discussed, you come over now!"

Song Yan smiled, "As the head of the family, I never interfere in any specific project, and if it spreads, other brothers will say that I am close to each other."

This one does.

But for a long time, among the brothers, Song Mingkun was the most unconvinced, or the most obvious.

Song Yan was clearly mocking him when he said this.

Song Mingkun hung up the phone in a fit of rage.

Yes.

It's okay if you don't come, anyway, the talk will fall apart by then, and I will continue to force you!

The old house of the Song family.

Fu Yan hung up the phone and said, "It's time to go."

？？？

Sheng Congzhi said, "Didn't you just say you wouldn't go?"

"I don't want to go." Fu Yan smiled, "Isn't this to accompany my wife?"

Sheng Congzhi: ......

Dog!

The phone rang, she took out her mobile phone, and as soon as she spoke, she spoke fluent English, "Leo, I'll leave now, you guys talk first."

Although he was going to talk about work, Sheng Congzhi didn't pay much attention to it.

The main reason is that I originally planned to go to see Qin Zhenzhen this time, but I only brought a suitcase, and the clothes I brought were more casual and casual.

After coming to the capital, I have been staying in the old house for the past few days, and I have no time to buy clothes.

Approaching the Spring Festival, yesterday the maid decorated the whole courtyard with a new look, and all kinds of lanterns were hung high, dotted with the Hui style buildings covered with snow, which had an antique charm.

Sheng Congzhi wore a maroon coat today, and Fu Yanshou in a black coat

Hold hands and leave.

It just so happened that Old Madam Song came from behind, and when she saw this, an old face sank.

Not enough to waste in the old mansion these days?

And go out to show off the market!

When they entered the courtyard, Liang Dongfan said, "Ah Yan and his nephew have gone out to run errands, and I will return to Hong Kong City with them tomorrow."

Old Madam Song frowned, "Go back so soon?"

Liang Dongfan: "It's Chinese New Year's Eve in two days, and I have to go back for the Spring Festival."

Old Madam Song nodded: "Yes, it's Chinese New Year's Eve, sister-in-law should urge you to go back......

"What sister-in-law?" Liang Dongfan interrupted, "I'm just myself, alone."

After speaking, he was suddenly a little embarrassed, "After you left, I haven't looked for another woman."

Mrs. Song: ....... net

**

The company's top floor conference room.

Song Mingkun was well prepared, the project was originally well prepared, and the revised project was more in line with the national conditions of country Y.

Leo and several accompanying staff members were also satisfied and nodded their heads.

Song Mingkun landed on a boulder, "Does Mr. Leo have any other opinions?"

Leo whispered a few words to the assistant, and then said, "Regarding the proportion of shares, I hope to get 10 more points."

Song Mingkun's eyelids jumped, and he explained with a smile, "Mr. Leo, this is already our greatest sincerity......

Leo: "The proportion is reached, and we will talk about it on the government's side."

Song Mingkun: ......

No matter what he said, Leo didn't let go.

The vice president saw that he couldn't move forward, so he hurriedly asked the secretary to have afternoon tea first.

Song Mingkun came to the lounge on the side, his eyebrows furrowed.

The people of Y Group are really black, as soon as they open their mouths, they ask for 10 more points, which means that they have to earn at least hundreds of millions more every year!

Thinking about it, he sprinkled his anger on Song Yan and Sheng Congzhi.

Sure enough, what about finding the person in charge of Group Y?

The relationship is not hard enough!

People don't sell the face of the Shen family at all!

The vice president made suggestions on the side, "Mr. Song, why don't you just have 10 points?"

"Impossible!" Song Mingkun refused.

"But Mr. Leo is stubborn, there is no room for bargaining, it is better for us to look to the future, if we really settle in country Y, we can also develop other businesses in the future, hotels, tourism, all kinds of franchise ......

"The first step is so easy to give in, do you think they will be merciful later?" Song Mingkun has a reckless personality, but he is not stupid, on the contrary, he is also very business-minded.

The most important thing in business negotiation is to weigh the pros and cons.

He is now in a dilemma, he urgently needs to cooperate with the Y Group, but he can't accept another 10 points......

Exactly five minutes later.

Song Mingkun snuffed out the cigarette butt and said, "Let's go."

The vice president hurriedly asked, "Those 10 points......

"Don't." Song Mingkun said.

It's a big deal to go back and find the fifth child.

In short, this time, Song Yan must give him an explanation.

Back in the conference room, the negotiations continued.

Song Mingkun directly stated, "The proportion makes another 10 points impossible."

Leo nodded, "Okay, I'll relay your attitude to the chairman."

The two sides got up and shook hands and said goodbye, and each other's faces were not very good-looking.

The vice president sent the guests away, and when they arrived at the elevator room, the doors just opened one by one, and a young man and woman walked out of it.

Among them, the man was wearing a black coat and glasses, and his appearance was clear and familiar.

The vice president was still a little afraid to admit it......

Leo on the side suddenly spoke, "Chairman!"

Sheng Congzhi bowed his head, "Have you negotiated?"

Leo gushed feedback in English.

The vice president was already dumbfounded

Finish.

He didn't hear some English too quickly, but he could hear the chairman's English clearly!

So the young girl in front of her is actually Luo Yuanyi, the chairman of Y Group?

Finally, when their conversation was over, the vice president hurriedly spoke, "May I ask who you are......

Sheng Congzhi directly said back to Chinese, "Are you Song Zong still there?"

The vice president nodded hurriedly, "I'm ......."

And so they went and returned.

Song Mingkun called Song Yan angrily, and when he turned his face, he heard the mobile phone ringing coming in from outside.

Immediately after, the door of the conference room was pushed open, Fu Yan held his mobile phone, and raised his eyebrows at him, "Looking for me?"

Song Mingkun: ......

And Sheng Congzhi actually followed?

His face became more and more gloomy, "Didn't you say you couldn't come? What are you doing here?"

Fu Yan walked over with a smile, pulled out a chair, and asked Sheng Congzhi to sit down, "Accompany my wife, can't you?"

Song Mingkun again: ......

When he saw Leo's group walking in and sitting down with a briefcase, his expression became more and more strange, "Mr. Leo?"

Did you change your decision?

Is such a big company so sloppy?

Sure enough, Leo smiled and spoke, "Mr. Song, I have already asked the chairman about the proportion of shares, and I want to communicate with you again."

"Yes." Song Mingkun agreed directly, and he couldn't take care of Song Yan and Sheng Congzhi, "Please speak."

Leo looked at Sheng Congzhi at this time.

The latter nodded slightly.

He also nodded, indicating that he had received, "Our chairman agrees to implement the share ratio proposed by you."

Song Mingkun didn't expect that in just a few minutes, things would turn around so quickly.

The vice president was even more excited and almost jumped out.

"Thank you, Mr. Leo." Song Mingkun got up and stretched out his hand, "Happy cooperation."

Leo hurriedly waved his hand, and then motioned to Sheng Congzhi beside him, "Chairman, please."

Song Mingkun: ???

Sheng Congzhi got up with a light smile, stretched out his right hand again, and politely said, "Mr. Song, happy cooperation."