"Of course no problem!"

Huo Sining knew what Auvergne was worried about, so he said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "I'm not afraid of a few jokes, this balsam is okay to say, the smell of ambergris is not very good, I have these goods in my hand, just like holding a hot potato, I wish I could get rid of it early." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Of course, Wetmore and Auvergne knew that ambergris smelled bad, so they couldn't help but laugh out loud when they heard Huo Sining's words.

Huo Sining's words were suspected of deliberately easing the atmosphere, because only she knew that those ambergris were stored in the storage ring, but she couldn't smell the slightest smell, and the reason for selling these things was because these things took up too much space in the storage ring.

Her storage ring was not big, maybe she would be able to use it at any time, and now that this ambergris can bring her great benefits, of course she can't wait to get rid of it as soon as possible, which not only increases the chips in her hand, but also makes room for the storage ring.

Talking happily with Wetmore, Wittmore's secretary was not slow in his hands, and soon sorted out two contracts according to Huo Sining's plan, Huo Sining and Bai Yishan carefully read the terms of the contract and confirmed that there was no problem, so they signed the contract respectively.

After signing, the cooperation between the two parties will officially take effect, Huo Sining smiled and took one of the contracts and handed it to Wu Jun for safekeeping.

Auvergne, who was on the side, thought that the negotiation would be over here, and then Huo Sining was going to take him to see the goods, and he was immediately excited.

Unexpectedly, before he could speak, Huo Sining took out the ownership certificate of the Forestry Bureau that she placed on the table again: "Actually, I invited Mr. Werther over this time, not just for the purpose of cooperating with Chanel. ”

Wittmore was stunned for a moment, he also thought that after signing the contract, even if the dust settled on his cooperation with Huo Sining, it was officially over, and he felt relieved, and he was ready to let Huo Sining take him to S City to take a look around after seeing the goods, but the secretary here put away the contract, and Huo Sining actually said such strange things again.

This made Wittmore a little confused, and he gave Huo Sining a strange look in his eyes: "What does Misho mean by that?"

Huo Sining smiled: "Lan Balm is an indispensable basic fragrance to maintain your company's perfume products, I signed a contract with you, this time I can provide you with ten tons of Lan Balsam raw materials, this is just a one-shot deal." ”

Wittmore frowned: "Misho doesn't have to beat around the bush, if you have anything to say, please say it directly." ”

"The Geumsan fire caused a gap in the supply of balsam. I think you, Mr. Witt, also understand what kind of disaster this fire has brought to perfume companies in the Philippines and other countries around the world. ”

"Manila, which is so large in the Philippines, has been burned down that it has to be replanted. But if Manila wants to harvest a lot of balsam, it will take at least three to five years. ”

This also means that in these three to five years, the world balsam market will be in short supply, and the competition for balsam supply will continue for three to five years. ”

"The ten tons of goods I provided to your company can indeed solve a big problem for your company, but after solving this raw material crisis, how should Mr. Witt deal with it in the next three years?"

Wittmore knew that Huo Sining was analyzing these facts, he vaguely understood what Huo Sining meant, his face suddenly sank, and his eyes stared at Huo Sining solemnly, as if he was afraid of missing any expression on her face: "What does Misho mean?"

Huo Sining smiled calmly, as if he was bound to win: "I mean, Mr. Witt doesn't want to solve all the problems at once and for all?"

Wetmore's heart skipped a beat, and his pupils widened: "Can Misho solve this problem?"

Instead of answering Wittmore's question head-on, Hosning turned his head and looked at Auvergne: "Mr. Auvergne, I wonder what you think of the sample of the balsam I presented to you today, and are you satisfied with the quality of this balm?"

Auverne didn't know what medicine was sold in Horsining's gourd, but he was really impeccable about the quality of the box of balsam samples that Horsining had just shown him:

"It's perfect, it's the first time I've come into contact with such a high-quality balsam in my more than ten years of purchasing career, as if it has just been cut from a tree, with a strong aroma and very fresh!"

Hearing Auvergne's satisfactory answer, the smile on Horning's face deepened, and she raised her head and looked at Wetmore seriously:

"In that case, if I say that I am willing to provide Chanel with ten tons of balsam every year, and ensure that the quality of these goods is consistent with the quality of this box of samples, I wonder if Mr. Werther is interested?"

After hearing Bruce Lee translate Huo Sining's words, Wittmore was completely stunned, he couldn't help but gasp, and looked at Huo Sining in shock: "What did you say?"

Auvergne and the secretary were dumbfounded, and this time they looked at Hosning no longer like an idiot, but like a madman.

Where the hell did this madman come out? Ten tons of balsam of the same quality every year, where did this oriental woman get this confidence?

Yes, why, this is not only the idea of Auvergne and the secretary, but also the idea of Wittmore.

When Wittmore heard Huo Sining's words at first glance, his heart was shocked, but after all, he was sitting in the position of the head of Chanel, although he was shocked, but soon he controlled his emotions and calmed down his heart, he looked at Huo Sining calmly, and asked as if questioning and seeing:

"I'll admit that the quality of the samples was perfect, and the advice from Misho was so enticing that it was hard not to be tempted. ”

Speaking of this, Wetmore took a deep breath, paused, raised his head and looked at Hosning steadily:

"But why should I believe you? The situation is already so tense this year, and I am afraid that it will be even more severe next year, and what guarantee do you have to be able to provide Chanel with a stable supply of ten tons of raw materials every year? This is not a joke, and I don't think that you have the ability to get the Philippine government to allow you to take what you want in the balsam market, and come and go freely. ”

Huo Sining looked at Wittmore with a smile: "Mr. Witt, I think you may have misunderstood, I only said that I was willing to provide you with ten tons of balsam raw materials per year, but when did I say that these balsam of mine come from the Philippine market?"

(To be continued.) )