My Stunning Mrs. President

Zhao Xiaotian still didn't speak, his expression was serious.

But for what this guy said, in this financing cooperation, the biggest bottom line of Song Transplanter's profit distribution is only [-]%, but it is not surprising!

At least when he saw Song Niuren for the first time just now, he had already guessed something!

Song Changyang is a real strategist who has enough wisdom and skills. He has so many independent business elites and core executives. Today, he sent Song Niuren to serve as a representative to discuss cooperation with him. It is so intriguing!

At the entrance of the company just now, he, Zhao Xiaotian, could be arrogant and domineering, and within three to five minutes he had tidied up the eldest son of the Song family into obedience.

Song Niuren can do the same, pulling cool eggs to blow up the sky, deliberately acting like a dandy and frivolous, and finding a reason to teach himself to cry his father and mother, begging for mercy!

In the end, due to Zhao Xiaotian's "tough and domineering", he "had to" sign this unequal overlord contract!

But in the final analysis, it's all about acting!One hits on purpose, the other suffers on purpose, that's all!

Many things, in front of so many people, can't be talked about after all!

At least he, Zhao Xiaotian, knows better than anyone else that this Young Master of the Song family in front of him is by no means what he looks like on the surface, with a simple mind and well-developed limbs!

From childhood to adulthood, we went down the river to fish together, climbed trees to dig out bird nests together, poked hornet's nests together and got stings all over our heads. Many things have been tacitly understood by each other!

At least today, if someone else came to act as a negotiating representative, I am afraid that this cooperation agreement will never be signed so easily!The Fang Group will definitely not get a full [-]% of the profit!

And more importantly, after signing such an unequal contract that humiliated the country and humiliated the country, someone had to take the blame and take responsibility when returning to the Emperor Group!

Undoubtedly, he, Song Niuren, is also a perfect candidate!

Of course, even if Song transplanted the bottom line, he could give him [-]% of the profit, but he, Zhao Xiaotian, would definitely not do the same!

Sixty percent is enough!People respect me one foot, I respect others one foot, this is the principle!

After a long silence, Zhao Xiaotian smiled bitterly and sighed softly, "It's just this time, I've wronged you!"

However, Song Niuren just caught the traitors and divided them, "It doesn't matter, the fat water has not flowed to outsiders! After I go back tomorrow, I will have to resign from the position of executive vice president and go to the grassroots or branch companies to exercise. It's not a bad thing!"

"My old man, since he is determined to let me take the blame and stop the mouths of those scumbags on the board of directors, I'm afraid he means the same thing!"

But he hesitated for a moment, but lowered his voice and said, "But there is one more thing, my father asked me to remind you!"

"He said that according to the information and information obtained by our Song family, if the judgment is correct, the Duan Dao Liu of country R is now so powerful, trying to invade the Chinese martial arts with a relentless attitude, and setting off a bloody storm. Perhaps it is the same as 30 years ago. It is related to the sensational thing that happened!"

"Oh?" In an instant, Zhao Xiaotian was taken aback, and his eyelids twitched twice.

"Brother Tian, ​​you should have heard of it..." Song Niuren raised his head, and muttered softly again, "30 years ago, in the land of Eastern Martial Arts, there appeared a legendary figure who was famous all over the world!"

"Qianye Wu Chi, this is a truly unprecedented martial arts genius! Just like his name, this is a truly amazing person who loves martial arts like an idiot! He practiced martial arts at the age of three and devoted his entire life to martial arts. Breaking through the prehistoric world, at the age of 22, with a long sword, he has traveled all over the East and is invincible, known as the 'Oriental Sword Master'!"

"Thirty years ago, on the day of the 30th birthday of this oriental sword master, he stepped into the Dzogchen realm in one fell swoop!"

"You know, it has been nearly 200 years in China, and it has been 300 years in the East, and no one has ever entered the Great Perfection Realm! This also means that from then on, Qianye Wuchi has completely become a person who looks at China and the world. Dongyang, No. 1 in martial arts, climbed to the top of the martial arts altar, galloping freely and fearlessly!"

Zhao Xiaotian listened carefully!He has heard of the oriental sword master who was famous all over the world 30 years ago.

"And on the second day after stepping into the Great Perfection Realm, Qianye Wuchi set foot on the land of China alone with a long sword on his back!" At this time, Song Niuren continued, "With a body in the Great Perfection Realm With his astonishing cultivation, he intends to challenge all the martial arts masters in China!"

"The major martial arts sects and aristocratic families in China, as long as they are famous martial arts masters, they are all included in his challenge! As for Qianye Wuchi, he came to China for martial arts exchanges because he was really intoxicated with martial arts, or he was simply intoxicated. Weng's intention is not to drink, but to try to test the strength of Huaxia Wulin, hiding his wolfish ambitions, no one can judge arbitrarily!"

"But no matter what, it is too sensitive and dangerous for such an oriental sword master of the Dzogchen realm to step into the land of China! Huaxia martial arts, even if there are so many masters and talents, no one can compete with them!"

After a short pause, Song Niuren murmured again, "So on the third day after Qianye Wu Chi came to Huaxia, Zhao Qingniu, the old man of your Zhao family, finally couldn't sit still anymore!"

"Relying on the prestige of the Zhao family, a letter of life and death in the martial arts was announced to the world! Then, in one fell swoop, allied with the Chinese martial arts, all seven masters of the prehistoric realm, on the top of Mount Tai, launched a world-sensational pinnacle battle with Qianye Wuchi !"

"That battle lasted for a full day and night! The landslides and ground cracked, and the sky was dark! That battle was too tragic and tragic. Countless people are still shocked when they think of it!"

"In the end, Qianye Wu Chi suffered a disastrous defeat! On the spot, Mr. Zhao cut off the tendons in his hands and hamstrings with a green dragon scimitar, shattered the eight extraordinary meridians of his body, and was completely crippled with his martial arts skills in the Dzogchen realm!"

"It also means that this oriental sword master, who once looked up to the world, was besieged and abolished by our seven masters of China's Great Desolation Realm only on the fifth day after he stepped into the Great Perfection Realm! Since then , doomed to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, unable to draw a sword anymore!"

"Pfft..." In an instant, Zhao Xiaotian spit out a mouthful of saliva!

Although I have heard of some more or less, but how do I know that there is such an inside story?

For a while, I really didn't know whether I should sympathize with this oriental sword master.After a long time, I couldn't hold back a sentence, "This unlucky child is really unlucky!"

However, at this time, Song Niuren changed the subject, and his voice became a little hoarse, "And the price paid by the Chinese martial arts in that battle was also too heavy and painful! Three of the seven masters of the Great Desolation Realm died tragically!"

"Your great-grandfather, Zhao Jiawu, the grand master of the Zhao family, my grandfather, Song Tiandao, the head of the Song family at the time, and Ouyang Yangxin, the current head of the Qingcheng faction, were all in that battle, and the sword was broken, the sand was stained with blood!"

"For seven consecutive days and seven nights, almost all the martial arts sects and aristocratic families in China raised white banners, hung filial couplets, and played mourning songs to pay homage to the three great martial arts masters who lost their lives in Huangquan during this sad battle!"

"And after that battle, Zhao Qingniu, the old man of your Zhao family, buried the Qinglong scimitar and swore that he would never draw it again for 30 years!"