Chapter 033: Under Chen Ziang
Cui Geng found that whenever she talked about business, Cao Yuechan was like a different person, and she could hardly find the reserved shyness and gentleness that everyone should have.
Cao Yuechan at the negotiation table is fighting for every inch of land, not giving up an inch of money, and is extremely strong, not losing to Cui Erlang, who has a lotus tongue.
For a whole afternoon, the two of them planned for the future based on the current situation for the cooperation of the silver number, and the drunken immortal building guys went into the private room to add tea and water no less than four or five times.
It was not until dusk that the first round of negotiations was suspended.
The result is - the two broke up again!
The reason is still the issue of the equity ratio of the two parties.
Cao Yuechan's psychological bottom line of taking the initiative to interview Cui Geng this time is that she can make a slight concession in equity, and only need to account for forty percent of the silver number members, but she must control the overall power of the silver number, that is, the right to operate, the right to personnel and the right to account for the account. Because she thinks that the initial idea of the entire silver number is from her hand, no one is more qualified than her to know how to run this silver number well, and as far as the current Cao family's family background is concerned, it is not a big problem to set up a silver number stall in Qingyuan County for the time being, and it is not necessarily necessary for Cui Geng's occupation.
As for Cui Geng's side, although he agreed to hand over the three rights of the silver number to Cao Yuechan, he once again gained an inch in equity, and directly opened his mouth to monopolize seventy percent. The reason is very simple, if the silver number wants to expand in a short period of time and achieve universal access, it is inseparable from a steady stream of cash flow. If the silver number wants to be strong to the point of being a behemoth in a short period of time, so strong that even competitors can't shake it, it is not only by creativity, but also by strong strength.
Now Cao Yuechan personally revealed that Mulan Spring Wine has been successfully designated as a royal tribute wine by the imperial court, so Cui Geng is completely confident that the cash flow required for the development of the silver number in the future can be fully guaranteed by the Cui family! And seeing that Cao Yuechan did not hesitate to expose the disadvantages of negotiations, and took the initiative to ask herself to discuss cooperation matters in such a hurry, then this news will definitely not be fake.
Even so, if Cui Geng doesn't make good use of this timely good news and completely hold the initiative in the negotiation, then he will be too sorry for his IQ!
At this time, it was already twilight outside the Drunken Immortal Building, but inside the private room, there were swords and crossbows, and the smell of gunpowder was full.
Boom!
Cao Yuechan got up suddenly, kicked away the stool she was sitting on, looked at Cui Geng with a slight flush on her cheeks, and her eyes almost burst into flames.
Angry!
This was so angry that Cui Geng had reached a critical point, and she almost stepped forward to tear open the other party's smiling face.
Call~
Control!
Cao Yuechan secretly reminded herself, control! Yuechan, you have to control, don't fall for this bastard, he just wants to deliberately provoke you, make you lose your mind, and make you mess up!
Immediately, she slowed down her breathing rate, tried her best to calm down, and shook her head lightly: "Cui Shaodong, I don't agree!" Last time, we said that you only need 50% of the silver trumpeters, and you will completely hand over the three powers of the silver trumpets to me! How can a dignified seven-foot man be untrustworthy? ”
"Last time was last time," Cui Geng continued to smile and replied calmly, "It's not the same time now, Miss Yuechan." I also want to repeat, I can fully trust you with the three powers of the silver number, the strong cash flow required by the silver number, Cui's Distillery can also be deposited unconditionally, and I can perfectly explain and supplement the follow-up development plan of the silver number. My only condition is that I only have 70% of the silver trumpeters! Moreover, I can say again, except for me, you have searched the entire Qingyuan County, no, the entire Quanzhou Mansion. Can you find a second partner who would be a better fit for you to work with? ”
Is it strong? No, it's arrogant!
Confident? No, this is arrogance!
This is Cao Yuechan's most intuitive judgment of Cui Geng now!
And, of course, brazenness......
"Shame on you! You're taking advantage of the fire! ”
Cao Yuechan finally couldn't hold back anymore, unloaded the calmness that the negotiation should have, and reprimanded angrily: "I don't believe it, there is a huge Qingyuan County, no, a huge Quanzhou Mansion, Miss Ben can't find a suitable partner yet!" Even if we can't find it, our Cao family can do it ourselves! ”
"Look, look, well, you're not calm again! You're a typical broken jar! ”
Cui Geng suddenly shook his head bitterly and said: "The shopping mall is like a battlefield, you are a big taboo!" I'll tell you......"
"Say no more!"
Cao Yuechan now seemed to have lost her bearings, and said angrily: "Cui Erlang, you shameless profiteer who took advantage of the fire to rob!" Let's see, I don't believe that I have left you Zhang Butcher, Miss Ben doesn't eat hairy pigs anymore? ”
The voice fell, leaving only a beautiful shadow that made Cui Geng stunned, and the person had already left the private room.
Cui Geng looked at the beauty in the distance stupidly, so shocked that his mouth didn't close for a long time, and he was extremely depressed, my God, this is the talk of collapse? Impulsiveness is really the devil, even 'Leaving you Zhang butcher, Miss Ben doesn't eat hairy pigs anymore?' This kind of vulgar slang can be blurted out, which is not commensurate with the name of the first beauty in Qingyuan!
When he came back to his senses, he suddenly ran to the window position of the private room, pushed open the window with a bang, and shouted at Cao Yuechan, who was about to get into the carriage at the door of the Drunken Immortal Building: "Miss Yuechan, you go back and think about it!" The matter of the silver number, I am a grand fist, waiting for your ......"
"Get out of here!" Cao Yuechan didn't look back, kicked straight into the carriage and got in.
Cui Geng looked at the Cao family's carriage slowly moving away again, and muttered: "Just leave, if you say it, if you say it, it will collapse, this little girl is really a thunderbolt!" Haven't you named the silver number yet, it's called Standard Chartered Silver Number? Or is it called Citi Silver? Uh, that's too flattering! Is it called China Merchants Bank, Industrial and Commercial Bank? It's a bit ungrounded! Well, I'll go back and think about it with her. ”
In his opinion, a transaction with such a large amount of money and such a big impact cannot be achieved overnight. And if you want to maximize the value of interests at the negotiating table, it depends on who is calmer and more patient than whom. The key is in whose hands the initiative lies.
With today's momentum, the initiative is still in your own hands!
As long as tomorrow's imperial court decrees that Mulan Spring Wine will be crowned as imperial wine, then Cao Yuechan will have to continue to talk to herself!
Soon, Cui Geng also went downstairs, chatted briefly with Tang Fuguo, the shopkeeper of the Drunken Immortal Building, and hurried back to Zhouxifang.
He also wants to share this good news with Erniang Maobo and them as soon as possible.
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Early the next morning, Cui Geng, who had been excited all night, got up early.
However, Erniang and Mao Bo got up earlier than him, and when the sky was bright, Erniang asked the apprentices and craftsmen of the winery to make the winery again, and the whole small courtyard was dressed in red and green inside and out, and the lights were colorful, which was a festive.
Until the third pole of the day, two messengers came from the county government to pass the word, saying that the county magistrate asked the two of them to come and invite each other, and asked Cui Geng to go to the county office.
Cui Geng roughly calculated, it should be that Hu County Ling has received a notice from the Quanzhou Mansion, since the honor guard of the imperial court to seal the imperial wine workshop is going to Qingyuan, then the first stop must be the Qingyuan County Ya, so he, the party of the imperial tribute wine workshop, must be present.
Immediately, he left for the county office.
After a while, Cui Geng arrived at the gate of the county ya, and saw that the gate of the county yamen was already full of people at this time.
On both sides of the gate of the county ya, there is a row of officials in hats and wings in green clothes, lined up in good spirits, and even the two stone lions on the left and right of the gate are tied with red cloth and big red balls. Usually the county government puts on this kind of posture, either to welcome the arrival of the mission, or to welcome the good news, if someone in the local high school jinshi comes to the good news, it is also this specification.
However, the steps of the gate were also full of people, all of them looking in the direction of the east gate in a posture of anticipation.
In the center, a middle-aged man wearing goose wings and black yarn and a round-necked green robe, about forty years old, Cui Geng has seen it once, it is Hu Zeyi, the county magistrate of Qingyuan County. Standing on his right hand was Cui Geng's old rival, Song Wen, the official of Qingyuan Household, and he clearly saw that Song Wen was smiling from ear to ear, smiling with old folds all over his face. He couldn't help but wonder, my Mulan Spring Wine High School Royal Wine List, you are so happy that you seem to have picked up money, you are smiling!
And the one on Hu Zeyi's left hand side, his face is very raw, he has never seen it, and he should not be from Qingyuan County. This person is about 30 years old, looking at Hu Zeyi to be younger, dressed in a white scholar's robe that has been washed with lead, holding a folding fan, and has a graceful demeanor. Cui Geng pondered, this person can stand by Hu Zeyi's side, and he is not an official of the Qingyuan County Ya, so the relationship should not be simple.
As for the stars standing behind Hu Zeyi, it is naturally the secretary or small official in the county government, and there are about seven or eight people.
Cui Geng looked at the formation of these people standing at the gate and waiting, and guessed that the people from the Quanzhou Mansion should not have arrived yet.
However, Hu Zeyi actually dispatched this kind of formation to greet him, which made him a little curious. Where is the relationship between himself and the county Cheng Dong Yan, and his own happiness is related to their group of birds?
"Master Yu County, Cui Shaodong's family is invited!"
At this time, the yacha who was in charge of leading the way in front of Cui Geng walked forward quickly and bowed to Hu Zeyi to report.
Cui Geng naturally couldn't pretend to be blind, walked to the bottom of the gate steps, and arched his hand: "The grass people have seen the county commander!" ”
Hu Zeyi was in a very good mood today, and he automatically ignored the relationship between Cui Geng and Dong Yan, nodded at Cui Geng, and beckoned: "Cui Erlang has arrived, come up quickly, your Mulan Spring Wine has earned face for our Qingyuan County, and the court's commendation decree will arrive in a while." At that time, you will be indispensable to be the young owner of Cui's Distillery! ”
Cui Geng glanced at the steps, where is there a place? Could it be that he, the real protagonist of this incident, was squeezed into the three or four rows of people in the back?
Immediately, he smiled and said, "My lord, I'll just stand down there, you see, there's no place for me to stand up!" ”
Hu Zeyi glanced at Song Wen on his left and ordered: "Song Wen, you retreat to the back, let Cui Erlang stand there with you, and greet the court with this official!" ”
"Uh... Dong Weng, this ......"
Song Wen looked at Hu Zeyi with an embarrassed expression.
Hu Zeyi said unhappily: "Why are you still stunned? Hurry up and get out of the way. Why don't you step back? ”
Song Wen hurriedly waved his hand again and again, and said: "Don't dare, don't dare, this is lowly and this is retreating, this is retreating!" ”
Song Wen retreated, and at the same time, he was angry in his heart, he was the number one confidant of the county magistrate, and he was about to become the county lieutenant of Qingyuan, so he actually wanted to retreat to the miscellaneous officials and stand behind a businessman. And this businessman still doesn't deal with himself.
However, Hu Zeyi still did not forget to appease: "Song Wen, it is yours after all, and the adults of the Quanzhou Mansion will be here later, and the official will definitely recommend you for the vacancy." At this juncture, do you still care about such trivial things? ”
Hearing this, Song Wen couldn't help but secretly get excited, yes, the same year who entertained Chang'an in Hu Zeyi in the Drunken Immortal Building yesterday, he also participated in it with a cheeky face, but he heard with his own ears on the spot about the benefits of the Qingyuan County Ya in the imperial wine incident. Song Wen knew that Hu Zeyi, who was very famous in the officialdom of Chang'an in the same year, especially in the poetry world, and the news he said from his mouth was naturally not fake.
Thinking of this, Song Wen glared at Cui Geng fiercely, smiled disdainfully at the corner of his mouth, and silently retreated to the back.
For Hu Zeyi's arrangement of the position, Cui Geng doesn't care, Song Wen will be offended if he is offended, anyway, he has already torn it up, and he doesn't care about this little contradiction.
After thinking about it, he replied that it was better to be respectful than obey, and then slowly walked up the steps and stood beside Hu Zeyi, completely ignoring the resentful gaze of Song Wen behind him that was enough to kill him ten thousand times.
He just went up and didn't have time to stand up, but he saw the white-robed scholar on Hu Zeyi's right hand side turned sideways, and said lightly: "You are Cui Geng Cui Erlang?" Sure enough, you are young, Zhang Mengjiang has praised you a lot, 'Although you are young, you are strategic, and your knowledge is unusual! Hehe, it's just a businessman, Zhang Mengjiang is so highly praised, I'm a little curious about you! ”
As soon as these words came out, Cui Geng frowned for no reason, and the displeasure was on his face.
What is just a businessman? Damn, who do you look down on when you're so cold? Lao Tzu didn't know you, did he provoke you?
As for who Zhang Meng will be?
Which temple do the hell I know about him?
Are you curious? This son is not a wild monkey juggling on the side of the road, you are curious!
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself!"
The white-robed man lightly buckled it in a chic manner, opened the folding fan with a snap, slightly fanned himself twice for the cool breeze, and said: "Under Chen Ziang, Zizhou shoots Hongren's clan!" ”
"Chen Ziang?"
When Cui Geng heard this, he vaguely remembered where he had heard of this person's name, could it be in that big dream again? By the way, it seems that there is a popular poem in the afterlife in a dream: "I don't see the ancients before, and I don't see the comers after." Thinking of the world and the world, I was alone and wept. "It's from the hand of this Chen Ziang, right?
However, looking at the other party's narcissistic and arrogant style, Cui Geng directly pretended to be stupid and stunned, and said: "I don't know!" ”
Chen Ziang: "......"
Chen Ziang, who held his own identity and continued to shake his fan gracefully, couldn't help but scold in his heart, Zhang Cambodia, you are an old horseman, this illiterate person who does not learn and has no skills is the talent you say?
This book was first published in Reading Rim