Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Mr. Yang Rui, time has passed very quickly, how is your decision." Frankie asked again.

"I'm still thinking about it, please wait a moment." Yang Rui is still delaying the policy.

Frankie smiled and said: "But the conditions we gave were only in one hour...well, now there are eighteen minutes left, and it will only take effect within these 18 minutes. After the time is exceeded, the previous conditions will be invalidated. Up."

"I know."

"Arnold probably won't give better terms." Frankie began to repeat what he said before.

"I know." Yang Rui said, thinking why.

His current relationship with Frankie is a bit like a creeper and a wall. As a creeper, Yang Rui relies on the wall on the one hand, but on the other hand, he wants to get away from the wall all the time. As a wall, he needs a creeper on the one hand. To decorate its mottled appearance, on the other hand, it does not want the creeper to be the mainstay of the guest, covering up its own existence, let alone the value of the creeper surpassing itself, so that the wall becomes a fence.

Therefore, at this moment, Yang Rui couldn't tell whether Frankie was reminding himself or urging himself.

Similarly, China Tongfranqi is also facing similar problems. He needs to realize the plan of the headquarters, especially in front of two colleagues from the headquarters. However, in order to reflect his long-term value, he does not want to damage the relationship with Yang Rui. relationship.

This is somewhat of a "respect for self-respect", so Frankie is a little guilty after all, and he does not dare to benefit Yang Rui too much.

Today's situation is really special, and with the double supervision of the headquarters, Frankie is worried that Yang Rui has taken advantage of it and exposed himself too much, and he is afraid that Yang Rui will suffer too much and blame himself. It is really difficult to do.

Hanging up without pain, Frankie was still reminiscing about the conversation just now, guessing whether Yang Rui had any special intentions, and Arnold had already walked to his side.

"You don't speak hard enough. You and Yang Rui are very familiar. You should use this kind of trust to finalize the contract..." Arnold's words were quite reproachful, and his lack of English gentlemanship made the two Chinese translators strange. Look, but don't understand why.

Frankie said with a slight dissatisfaction: "For Yang Rui, this is also a major decision. How could I make such a major decision for him? Besides, there are more than ten minutes left. I have reminded him. Wait a moment."

"The reason I decided for an hour is to urge him to sign quickly instead of thinking about the future." Arnold said in a low voice: "The news on American national television may not be able to reach China in two years, but If it can reach London in two hours, it may reach Hong Kong in four hours. We must take precautions."

Armstrong said on the side: "The Japanese are promoting new industrial upgrades. The headquarters' response strategy is to expand production capacity. This is no secret. Therefore, the industrial scale of coenzyme q10 will expand to more than 100 million U.S. dollars. If Yang Rui insists on dividends, we will Very passive."

Frankie calmed down at this time and said: "Yang Rui insisted on paying dividends, and it was not my fault. In fact, I don't think the headquarters should send people at all. Maybe I can buy Huarui at a lower price. The patent in the company's hands... Yang Rui is a smart person. You rushed over from London with great fanfare. It just proved the value of the patent in Huarui's hands. Your behavior is what makes us passive."

Armstrong and Arnold's eyes stared at the same time, and if they understood, they should now scold "upside down black and white" and "pull upside down."

But they didn't understand, so they cursed the dog strap in their hearts and argued with their lips:

"We are in order to complete the contract as soon as possible. The headquarters hopes to be foolproof for such an important patent authorization."

"We didn't bring the lawyer here, we were already avoiding problems."

Frankie said: "It's possible to spend more money without fail, it has nothing to do with me."

"It's not time to be held accountable." Armstrong said: "I hope Yang Rui can come back on time."

Frankie sat down silently, put his hands on his fat belly, closed his eyes and calmed down.

The old-fashioned clocks in the conference room made the sounds of "Gada" and "Gada", as if they were constantly reminding that the time went quickly.

Time really goes quickly.

Frankie had just breathed a good breath, and the clock was less than three minutes away from the one-hour contract.

Arnold began to look at his watch frequently, as if the clock directly opposite would be inaccurate.

At the last moment, Arnold finally couldn't hold back the gentleman's appearance, and said: "There is still a minute left."

No one speaks.

The old-fashioned wall clock still ticked away, like a leaky roof, constantly using sound to show its existence.

"30 seconds." Armstrong is not a talkative person, like a common man on London's Financial Street. He often closes his mouth tightly and likes to gesture with his eyes.

However, facing the fate of a failed mission, Armstrong couldn't help becoming anxious.

"It's the last ten seconds." Arnold looked at the door and put it down, but at this time, the arm that kept raising it was put down instead.

He counted slowly.

ten!

nine!

Eight!

"Time can't be wrong, right." Frankie broke the solemn atmosphere and asked with an anger.

Armstrong took out his notebook rigorously, glanced at it, and shook his head slightly.

"Three...two...one...time is up." Arnold finished the countdown, and said with no expression on his face: "It seems that our protagonist has made a decision."

"Is it possible to get the news within an hour?" Armstrong asked, but his eyes slanted towards Frankie.

Frankie grunted and said, "Since I learned the news, haven't I been with you all?"

"You went to the toilet several times alone." Armstrong said seriously: "Now think about it, you go to the toilet a little bit more often, six times a day, is it necessary?"

"You try to eat the Nine-turn large intestine every day." Frankie said angrily: "If you want, you are welcome to visit me and **** in the future."

Armstrong was not intimidated by Frankie, and asked: "What is the nine-turn large intestine?"

"The large intestines used to stew pigs as feces." Franky replied maliciously.

"Um..." Armstrong thought about Frankie's answer carefully and seriously, and then saw his eyes straighten up, and one hand slowly but firmly raised.

This time, he didn't want to watch his watch, but pressed his mouth hard and walked to the corner silently.

Arnold looked at the two people with a disgusting face from the true biography of the super-long standby queen, and said: "Should we consider how to deal with the aftermath?"

"What is your plan b?" Frankie asked curiously.

Armstrong didn't want to talk in the corner.

Arnold said: "There is no plan b."

Frankie said in astonishment: "How could there not be."

"If the negotiation succeeds, we will go back, and the negotiation failed, and we will go back too. 12 million U.S. dollars, plus 2% dividends, such conditions can not be negotiated, we are all losers." Arnold initially promised 10 million pounds and 1% dividend, but on the one-hour note, he wrote 12 million U.S. dollars and 2% dividends. Such figures are enough to make Hong Kong Huarui kneel.

Unfortunately, one hour later, there was no Yang Rui in the meeting room, and Arnold tried his best to conceal his frustration.

The situation was completely beyond his expectation.

squeak!

The three people licked each other's wounds, one of them vomited stomach acid time, but there was a high pitch of the car brakes outside.

Arnold stood up abruptly.

"Yang Rui is here." Frankie stood up holding his belly.

Needless to say, everyone can see Yang Rui through the window.

However, what surprised the British was that Yang Rui didn't know everything calmly, but hurried over.

Hope unconsciously surged in Arnold's heart.

"Yang Rui definitely hasn't received the news yet." Arnold quickly notified others of his judgment, and said: "They all return to the state they were a few minutes ago, **** it, clean the ground."

After a while, Yang Rui knocked on the door and walked in, acting as if he wiped his sweat, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, there is a traffic jam on the road."

Arnold, who had prepared several sets of rhetoric, was stunned and asked: "Traffic jam? Where is it?"

"There is a group of sheep going by down the mountain. They were startled by the passing horse and kicked a sheep to death. Several people quickly knocked out their brains in order to lose money." Yang Rui casually confessed a reason and said with a flash of laughter: "I'm not late."

"Don't you know the time?" Arnold pretended to be upset.

Yang Rui shook his head, showing his wrists, and said, "I went down to shoot the telegram. I was too rushed and didn't have any money. I bet the watch to someone else."

"Well... the actual time is beyond." Arnold said: "It's a pity."

Yang Rui was shocked: "No, I can't sign a contract now? It's just two or three minutes late. I wanted to call at the time, but there was no public phone on the road. We have such conditions. I will hurry up. I just came back from town in a hurry, so let's get accustomed to it."

"Mr. Yang Rui..."

"If you want to change the conditions, let's talk slowly. If you are willing to sign, we will sign now." Yang Rui took out a pen from his pocket, as if he could sign at any time.

In fact, he was testing Arnold.

The news from Hong Kong Huarui ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is only a reference, and the follow-up report cannot explain it.

After all, they only have about half an hour to collect information.

Yang Rui therefore deliberately procrastinated to test the British reaction.

The British, known as being punctual, made a brief hesitation.

Yang Rui holding a pen is indeed too tempting.

So, is it to ignore the fact that you are a few minutes late and continue to sign the contract with the terms on the note? Or at the risk of Yang Rui knowing the situation at any time and lowering the conditions for being late?

The choice seems to be obvious. Even the punctual British, at this time, also sold their morals and smiled: "Well, since it is a traffic jam, the lateness of these few minutes will not be counted."

"Great, wait for me to look at the specific contract." Yang Rui put away his pen and read it pretentiously.

In an instant, Yang Rui began to put forward his opinions on the terms that were impossible to modify:

"It's not good to stipulate the right of follow-up research like this."

"Hong Kong Huarui cannot use this technology on its own. Such terms are too demanding..."

Yang Rui made unreasonable demands, making Arnold exhausted.

Frankie smiled unconsciously at the corner of his mouth, and said nothing.

Armstrong was the two who were watching the conversation, with a strange arc curled up at the corners of their mouths: "Oh..."

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