When Zhang Fugui was eating wontons this morning, he deliberately ate two heads of garlic.

The purpose is to increase one's combat effectiveness in the subsequent negotiations.

Even if you are not as good as the other party in terms of experience, in order to gain an advantage in negotiations, you must add some obstacles that the other party cannot resist.

Based on the current situation, Zhang Fugui is confident that the other party will never dare to talk back to him.

But I waited and waited until it was three o'clock in the morning, but there was still no news of Zhao Liang's visit.

During this period, Zhang Fugui was not idle. He asked Brother Ya to fry a large plate of cumin mutton for him very early in the morning. He continued to cultivate his biochemical weapons with a bite of mutton, a bite of garlic and a bite of onion.

When a large plate of mutton was almost eaten, the news of Zhao Liang's arrival came over the intercom.

After Zhang Fugui asked how many visitors there were, he quickly asked the gatekeeper Wang Monk to let Zhao Liang in.

My heart said that if you don't come again, I will almost marinate myself into garlic.

The meeting place was in the reception room of the factory. The only person accompanying Zhang Fugui to the meeting was Cao Cao.

In fact, Cao Cao is not willing to come, because he taught Zhang Fugui what he should say last night. Instead of wasting his brain here, it is better to go back to the room and catch up on his sleep. After all, staying with the bed in the hospital is very mentally draining.

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But how could Zhang Fugui be willing to let go of the opportunity to attract a young man?

Frankly speaking, I want you, Old Cao, to either come to the conference room to use up your brain, or go to the hospital to spend time with Hua Tuo. Anyway, the Red Star Factory does not support idle people, so you must choose one between the two.

Cao Cao definitely chose to spend his brains by accompanying Zhang Fugui. After all, going to the hospital to accompany Hua Tuo was not a waste of his body, but a waste of his life.

Just like that, the two of them sat quietly in the conference room as they had agreed in advance.

When Zhao Liang walked into the conference room with his secretary, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the postures of Zhang Fugui and Cao Cao.

After all, this confident expression is too easy to make people suspicious.

Zhao Liang began to wonder if there might be five hundred swordsmen hiding under the table.

"Boss Zhao, please sit down, please sit down." It was Cao Cao who greeted Zhao Liang, while Zhang Fugui was recharging his energy beside him. In order to achieve maximum lethality, he was not even willing to drink saliva at this time.

"Vice President Cao, people say that President Zhang has two talented people around him. I have to say that President Zhang is very lucky to have people like you by his side, but I can't. If I meet someone like you,

I'm afraid I can only play a supporting role next to him." Zhao Liang actually did not say hello to Zhang Fugui first, but instead flattered Cao Cao with some words.

Oops, let me go, this old immortal actually started to split up in weird ways as soon as he came to my place.

Zhang Fugui wanted to take a sip of water to calm his mind, but after hesitating for a moment, he put down the water glass in his hand.

"Dean Zhang, I'm really sorry to keep you waiting for so long." Zhao Liang saw the dissatisfaction contained in Zhang Fugui's actions, and took the initiative to reach out his hand very proudly.

Zhang Fugui smiled and gave Zhao Liang a Western-style hug, closing the distance between Zhao Liang and him as much as possible. He deliberately opened his mouth wide and said to Zhao Liang's face: "You may not believe it, but this is the right time.

If you had come two hours earlier, I might not be ready, hahaha..."

Zhao Liang was still confused as to why Zhang Fugui was so enthusiastic this time?

But before he could react, he felt a stench mixed with mutton and garlic coming from Zhang Fugui's mouth directly onto his face.

It was drilled into his nostrils as if it was going to kill him.

Zhao Liang was so confused that his whole forehead was in a mess.

Even if it goes into the nostrils and rushes into the brain, this smell actually penetrates the glasses and sticks into the eyes.

It made Zhao Liang's eyes sore.

What kind of magic is this? Why do I suddenly seem to be back to my childhood?

Zhao Liang seemed to have traveled back in time to his own year, back to his childhood when he helped his parents carry manure for fattening in the fields.

This is no longer just bad breath, it is simply a highly offensive weapon.

In the first head-to-head confrontation between the two, Zhang Fugui forced Zhao Liang to retreat continuously, and he was defeated like a mountain.

Zhao Liang thought that he would rely on his experience and talent to have the upper hand at this negotiation table.

But he never expected that Zhang Fugui would expand business warfare to biological warfare.

Zhao Liang was almost stunned by Zhang Fugui. He was so stunned that he forgot what to say.

Zhang Fugui looked at Zhao Liang proudly and thought, even if you, the old boy, have dominated the business world for decades, how can you resist the power of my three kilograms of garlic?

Cao Cao has known Zhang Fugui's bad intentions since the morning, so he is staying far away from Zhang Fugui now, for fear that he will be affected by this inhumane trick.

On the contrary, Secretary Zhao Liang, who was the farthest away and had not seen Zhang Fugui preparing for the battle, quickly stepped forward after seeing his boss looking a little strange.

Hey guys, what does this smell like?

Even though Zhao Liang took most of Zhang Fugui's attacks by himself, there was still a trace of Shao Yu running around Zhao Liang.

The secretary who had been loyal to the Savior just now, immediately stopped stepping forward after smelling this smell, and finally couldn't help but quietly took a step or two back.

"Boss Zhao, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so ugly? Why is your face getting uglier and uglier?" Zhang Fugui was concerned about Zhao Liang's health, but he kept moving forward, just to continue to damage Zhao Liang's health.

Zhao Liang was so panicked that he quickly took a few steps back and ran directly to the door.

"I...I didn't have time to eat in the morning, and now I'm a little motion sick. I'm a little uncomfortable. The ventilation here is good, I can just sit here." Zhao Liang dared not take a step closer to Zhang Fugui.

At some point, Cao Cao actually moved to the window, forming an equilateral triangle with Zhao Liang, his secretary, and Zhang Fugui.

The two sides just looked at me and I looked at you, and everyone looked at Zhang Fugui with fearful eyes.

Zhang Fugui knew that he could not go closer to Zhao Liang, because if he got closer, Zhao Liang might just run away.

Anyway, the effect of showing off one's power has been achieved.

So Zhang Fugui asked: "Boss Zhao, I know your time is precious, so let's discuss it carefully."

Originally, Zhao Liang thought that he would successfully dominate the meeting.

But I didn't expect that all the plans I had made would be wiped out by Zhang Fugui's bad breath when they met.

Discuss? Discuss what?

For a moment, Zhao Liang's mind was filled with what Zhang Fugui had eaten, so he was a little unable to react to Zhang Fugui's question.

Seeing this, the secretary behind quickly patted Zhao Liang's arm quietly, then took out a contract from the document bag and handed it to Zhao Liang.

Zhao Liang calmed down, but the distance between Zhang Fugui and him was too far, and he did not dare to get close to Zhang Fugui anymore.

So Zhao Liang thrust the contract back into the secretary's hand and motioned for the secretary to hand it over for him.

The secretary was so filled with hatred that he wanted to slap both of his mouths.

My kind reminder only made me become a death squad.

As expected, none of the capitalists are good.

He held his breath, quickly came to Zhang Fugui with the contract in hand, and placed the contract in front of Zhang Fugui as respectfully as possible.

Then he took a few steps back as if running away, and then opened his mouth and said, "Dean Zhang, please take a look."

After saying this, without waiting for Zhang Fugui's reply, he ran back to Zhao Liang. The whole set of actions was done in one go, which made Zhang Fugui amazed.

I thought in my heart that this secretary must also have the important task of being a bodyguard. His body skills are so agile, and he looks like he is from the Lian family.

"Dean Zhang, the contract here was investigated by the authoritative organization I was looking for. It takes into account the prospects and current value of the real gold pawn shop. Please take a look at it first. If you think it is

If the content is fair, I personally am willing to spend 50 million to buy 40% of the shares of Zhenjin Pawnshop. At the same time, I can also sign a letter and give up my personal decision-making power in Zhenjin Pawnshop."

Angry, Zhao Liang continued to attack Zhang Fugui.

Zhang Fugui looked through the thick contract with a calm expression, but he was really surprised at this moment.

The origin of the real gold pawnshop, in fact, can be traced back to the gold seal of the second master.

If I remember correctly, Qian Zhenduo found Zhang Fugui because he had tens of millions of dollars in holes, hoping to use real gold pawnshop as collateral in exchange.

Now Zhao Liang can spend 50 million for 40% of the shares.

Is this pawn shop so valuable?

With this in mind, Zhang Fugui began to read the contract carefully.

As he read, he seemed to notice something was wrong.

Because although Lin Zhongque handed over the entire pawnshop to Zhang Fugui, in order to maintain the connection between Zhenjin Pawnshop and the Qian Group, Lin Zhongque specifically exchanged the shares of other company departments within the Qian Group for Zhenjin.

Partial shares in the pawn shop, which at the time seemed to be Lin Zhongque's act of goodwill towards Zhang Fugui, because no matter how he calculated it, Zhang Fugui made a profit but not a loss.

So now counting, Zhang Fugui only has 80% of the shares of Zhenjin Pawn Shop.

How can this old guy be so accurate when he speaks? No more, no less, but half of the shares in my hand are going to be taken away?

After reading several pages of the contract, Zhang Fugui confirmed that the price offered by Zhao Liang was definitely a premium.

This is not buying shares. This is simply stuffing money into people's pockets.

Zhao Liang looked at the way Zhang Fugui lowered his head and said nothing. When he felt that the time was almost up, he asked aloud: "Dean Zhang, look at the contents of this contract, there is nothing wrong with it."

"There is no problem with the contract, but I have a problem. I have three questions and I plan to ask the boss for advice." Zhang Fugui closed the contract and pushed it directly along the table to Cao Cao.

Cao Cao curled his lips and pretended to read the contract carefully, but his eyes were actually staring at Zhao Liang's face, paying attention to Zhao Liang's every facial movement.

"Oh? Don't be afraid if you have problems. We can talk about them. I wonder what problems Dean Zhang has?" Zhao Liang had long known that Zhang Fugui would not easily agree to his proposal. He had even prepared to give up today without success.

Preparation for return.

This matter is indeed urgent, but there is no point in rushing. Getting it done well is the most important thing.

"The first question is, I see that Mr. Zhao and I are similar in age. Could it be that you are my cheap dad who cannot be seen?" Zhang Fugui asked.

Zhao Liang, who was already mentally prepared, was confused when Zhang Fugui asked him again. This time, even the secretary next to Zhao Liang began to look at his boss with strange eyes.

"What...what? What does Dean Zhang mean?" Zhao Liang asked awkwardly, not knowing how to answer for a while.

"Nothing, you asked someone to write this contract. I have an idea of ​​how much a real gold pawn shop is worth. Do you think there is such a good thing in the world at what price brass sells for real gold?" Zhang Fugui

He expressed his doubts to Zhao Liang.

"This... Dean Zhang, the thing is like this. What we are optimistic about is not only the current assets of Zhenjin Pawnshop, but also the acquisition of Zhenjin Pawnshop's shares this time because we are more optimistic about this market. You may not

You know, our Sunshine Group has never been involved in the financial industry, so this acquisition of the real gold pawnshop is actually part of our Sunshine Group’s industrial transformation plan, so we must be more sincere and generous.
Chapter completed!