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

However, for what this guy said, in this financing cooperation, Song transplanted rice in the issue of profit distribution, the biggest bottom line is only 30%, but it is not surprising!

At least when he saw Song Niuren's dog calf for the first time just now, he had already guessed a few points!

Song Rice Transplanting is a real strategist, with enough wisdom and skill of the hero, there are so many independent business elites and core executives, but today he just sent Song Niu people to come to discuss cooperation with his own representatives, it is too intriguing!

At the door of the company just now, he Zhao Xiaotian could be arrogant and domineering, and he would clean up this young man of the Song family in three or five minutes.

Song Niuren can also do the same, dragging cool eggs to blow up the sky, deliberately making a foolish and frivolous, and finding a reason to teach himself a lesson to cry dad and beg for mercy!

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

But in the end, do a full set of dramas! One deliberately beats, the other deliberately suffers, that's all!

A lot of 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 the Song family in front of him is by no means as simple as he seems, with a simple mind and developed limbs!

From childhood to adulthood, we went down to the river to fish together, climbed trees and dug birds' nests together, poked hornet's nests together and stung a big bag, many things, each other has long been tacit!

At least today, if someone else came to act as a negotiation representative, I am afraid that this cooperation agreement would never be signed so easily! Fang's Group will definitely not get a full sixty percent of the profits!

And more importantly, after signing such an unequal contract that humiliates the country, and returns to the Emperor Group, someone has to bear the responsibility for the black cauldron!

Undoubtedly, he is also a suitable candidate!

Of course, even if Song transplanted seedlings at the bottom line, he could give him seventy percent of the profit, but he Zhao Xiaotian categorically wouldn't be like this!

Sixty percent is enough! People respect me for a foot, I respect people for a foot, this is the principle!

After being silent for a long time, Zhao Xiaocai smiled bitterly and sighed lightly, "It's just this time, I wronged you!" ”

However, Song Niuren just caught the traitors separately, "It doesn't matter, the fat water has not flowed into the fields of outsiders!" It is estimated that after I go back tomorrow, I will have to resign from the position of executive vice president and go to the grassroots or branch to exercise, which is not a bad thing! ”

"My old man, since he is determined to let me carry this pot and block the mouths of the scum of the board of directors, I'm afraid he also means the same!"

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

"He said, according to the information and information obtained by our Song family, if the judgment is correct, the R country Broken Sword Flow is now so powerful, and it is trying to invade the Huaxia martial arts with an undying attitude, setting off a bloody storm, which may be related to the sensational thing that happened thirty years ago!"

"Oh?" In an instant, Zhao Xiaotian looked stunned, and his eyelids twitched twice.

"Brother Tian, you should have heard of it......" Song Niuren raised his head and muttered in a low voice, "Thirty years ago, in the land of Oriental martial arts, there was a fabulous figure who moved the world!" ”

"Chiba martial arts idiot, this is a martial arts genius who can truly be called unprecedented! True to his name, this is a truly martial arts man! He practiced martial arts at the age of three and devoted his life to martial arts! At the age of eighteen, he broke through the wilderness, and at the age of twenty-two, with a long sword, he was invincible all over the East, known as the 'Oriental Sword Saint'! ”

"Thirty years ago, that is, on the fiftieth birthday of this Oriental Sword Saint, he was full of martial arts and stepped into the Great Perfection Realm in one fell swoop!"

"You must know that we have been in the land of China for nearly two hundred years, and in the land of the East, it has been three hundred years, and no one has ever stepped into the realm of Great Perfection! This also means that from then on, Chiba Martial Arts has completely become the first person in martial arts to look at China and the East, ascend to the pinnacle of martial arts, and gallop without fear! ”

Zhao Xiaotian listened carefully word for word! Thirty years ago, he had heard of the world-famous Oriental Sword Saint.

"And on the second day of setting foot in the Great Perfection Realm, the Chiba Martial Idiot carried a long sword on his back and set foot on the land of China alone!" At this time, Song Niuren continued, "With the astonishing cultivation of the Great Perfection Realm, I try to challenge all the martial arts masters in Huaxia!" ”

"The major martial arts schools and families in the land of China, as long as the martial arts masters who can be called famous, are all among his challenges! As for the Chiba martial arts idiot, whether he is really obsessed with martial arts and came to Huaxia for martial arts exchanges, or whether he is not drunk at all, trying to test the strength of Huaxia martial arts, hiding wolf ambitions, no one can judge! ”

"But no matter what, such a Great Perfection Realm Oriental Sword Saint, stepping into the land of China, is too sensitive and dangerous after all! Huaxia martial arts, even though there are many masters and talents, no one can compete with them! ”

After a short pause, Song Niuren muttered again, "So on the third day that the Chiba Martial Idiot came to Huaxia, you Zhao Qingniu, the old man of the Zhao family, finally couldn't sit still anymore!" ”

"With the prestige of the Zhao family, a letter of life and death in martial arts, inform the world! Then in one fell swoop, he united with Huaxia Martial Arts, and the seven masters of the Flood Wilderness Realm, at the top of Mount Tai, launched a sensational battle with the Chiba martial arts idiot! ”

"That battle lasted for a day and a night! The mountains are cracking, and the sky is dark! That battle was too tragic and too tragic, and countless people still remember it and are still shocked! ”

"In the end, Chiba Takeshi failed miserably! On the spot, Old Man Zhao used a green dragon scimitar to break the tendons and tendons of his hands and feet, shattered the eight veins of the Qi Sutra of the whole body, and was completely abolished in the Great Perfection Realm! ”

"It also means that this Oriental Sword Saint, who once looked up to the world, was only besieged and abolished by our seven great masters of the Great Flood Desolation Realm on the fifth day when he stepped into the Great Perfection Realm! From then on, he was destined to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, and he was no longer able to draw his sword! ”

"Poof......" In an instant, Zhao Xiaotian directly squirted out a mouthful of saliva!

Although I have heard more or less about it, how do you know that there is such an inside story in it?

For a while, I really didn't know whether to sympathize with this Oriental Sword Saint. After a long time, I couldn't hold back a sentence when I cried and laughed, "This unlucky child is really unlucky!" ”

However, at this time, Song Niuren's words changed, and his voice became a little low and hoarse, "And that battle, Huaxia Martial Arts, the price paid is also too heavy and painful!" Seven masters of the Flood Desolate Realm, three people died tragically! ”

"Your great-grandfather, Zhao Jiawu, the grandfather of the Zhao family, my grandfather, Song Tiandao, the then head of the Song family, and Ouyang Yangxin, the previous head of the Qingcheng faction, all broke their swords and yellow sand and stained the yellow spring with blood!"

"For seven days and seven nights in a row, almost all martial arts sects and families in the land of China raised white flags, hung filial piety couplets, and played lamentations, mourning for the three martial arts masters who died in Huangquan in this tragic war!"

"And after that battle, Zhao Qingniu, the old man of your Zhao family, buried the Qinglong scimitar and swore that in this life, he would never draw the knife again, and it would be a full thirty years!"

(End of chapter)