Chapter 1669 Mo Haiping's Melancholy
Mo Haiping was angry.
Didn’t Mo Zigui say this before?
Mo Zigui, Cai Tou and Liu Bo talked about their trip to the north. Although it was dangerous, they had help from many parties. Although it was bizarre, it was full of heroic spirit. Although it was tortuous, the young heroes were united and helped each other...
Not only were the three of them and the three brothers of the Yanzhao Sect taken care of by the Diao Weng, but Mo's Zigui and Yanzhao Sect's Zhao Ritian also worshipped the Diao Weng as their master and became fellow brothers.
but……
Today, I saw that these three people had to hold up each other's pants.
It was only after everyone reminded me that I remembered that I could mention my own... This is obviously a hole in my brain!
When other outsiders had the opportunity to enter and leave the Wujing Pavilion, their eyes would sparkle.
I read through the books eagerly, studied, and memorized them by rote... I wished I could bring some dry food and steamed buns with me and live in there.
The three of them...
Besides, this orientation is also problematic!
Zhao Ritian is obviously an idiot, Long Aotian is also an idiot, and Lu Chengwen is even more of a pervert... My daughter is going to marry one of them! ?
But at the negotiation table, the three of them were not like this; they all acted like human beings.
Long Aotian doesn't talk much, but he always hits the point;
Zhao Ritian doesn't talk much, and his calmness and secrecy are hard to fathom;
Lu Chengwen was an even more difficult negotiator, as he almost controlled the pace of the entire negotiation.
Why did I just...
Ugh!
The three brothers changed their clothes.
Lu Chengwen, Mo Chen and Mo Haiping explained, spitting everywhere.
But no matter how much he said, others no longer believed him.
The next day, the negotiations lasted another whole day.
When Lu Chengwen was doing data analysis on site, his modeling and deductions really shocked everyone.
No one could have imagined that a martial arts master and young knight in the world would be so good at business.
The Mohist team was caught off guard.
Lu Chengwen controlled it remotely with a mobile phone, and Leng Qingqiu over there and Chen Mengyun at the foot of the mountain helped to temporarily mobilize the team, and they made things incredibly quickly.
Many of the pitfalls dug by the Mohists were immediately screened out in their professional simulation data system.
Even the subsequent development of the data, the risk level rating, the subsequent legal disputes involved and the uncertain profit distribution... none of them can escape being seen.
In addition, Long Aotian treated several elders in the family, prescribed medicine for several elderly people, and even made pills in the Mo family's alchemy room.
Not only that, he also gave the Mo family several recipes for elixirs.
This made the Mohist alchemy workshop both excited and ashamed.
What was exciting was that although the recipe Long Aotian gave was not a particularly explosive top-level elixir refining method, the elixir refining ideas and learning and research value were very high! It was like a group of old predecessors with extremely high attainments and reputations in alchemy were taught a lesson by a young man.
What’s embarrassing is that the young man who taught them how to behave was only in his twenties.
Mohist school! The leader of the martial arts world!
One of the four great families in the Chinese martial arts world!
I was thinking of teaching Long Aotian a few tricks to let him know his place, but he ended up being fooled by me.
Zhao Ritian’s performance was also amazing!
Ever since the Mohist School founded its mountain gate and opened its doors to welcome heroes from all over the world, it has never seen anyone eat so much!
I ate twenty-seven bowls of rice in one meal!
Oil dish jars piled up like a mountain!
The younger generations of several families sparred with him, but were defeated instantly.
The grandson put his hands on his hips and laughed, and asked them to attack together, but no one was his match.
In the end, it was only when Mo Xuanhuan, the top player in the inner sect, came on the field and managed to tie with him, thus regaining some ground.
But Mo Xuanhuan seemed to be very resentful and acted particularly ruthlessly! I don't know why.
Unfortunately, his physical condition seems to be not very good recently, and his Yang energy has been leaking out severely. Otherwise, he should be able to firmly suppress Zhao Ritian.
Mo Haiping fell into hesitation again.
You said that the three of them are talented and outstanding people...
None of these three people are serious! Just the fact that they take off their shirts in the middle of the night and pull up each other's pants is enough to make people burst!
From the looks of it, this has been popular among the Yanxiu Sect since their uncle's generation!
too disgusting!
This sect is really disgusting!
But you said they were trash, idiots, right?
Everyone has their own way!
Long Aotian's medical skills and alchemy skills shocked a large number of Mo family seniors!
Lu Chengwen's business talent and negotiation skills made it impossible for the Mohist team to do anything with him, and they had to coax him.
Zhao Ritian is even more outstanding in martial arts. The strangeness of his true energy is so great that no Mohist disciples of the same age and level can crack it or withstand it...
When I asked back, everyone said it wasn't that they couldn't beat him, but that when they competed with his true qi, everything on their side became chaotic.
What the hell did this Yanzhaomen receive?
……
in the room.
Mo Chen was tired and lay on the recliner, feeling a little exhausted.
The subordinate was sitting on a stool nearby, reporting with a notebook on his lap.
In short, the negotiation strategy that was arranged overnight and the trap that was dug for them were all exposed by Lu Chengwen today.
Not only did I fail to achieve my goal, but I also lost face.
The whole team was in a state of panic and frustration, not knowing what to do next.
Mo Chen sighed, waved his hand, and asked them to go out first.
Lu Chengwen... is too tricky.
Mo Haiping handed over a cup of tea: "Father, there is no need to rush about this matter. You can take your time."
Mo Chen shook his head and refused to drink the tea.
"Lu Chengwen... We underestimated the tacit understanding between him and the Holy Maiden Tianwu. We also underestimated his proficiency and professionalism in business matters. We even underestimated his reaction speed and counterattack strength during the negotiation..."
Mo Chen said: "Do you know what the consequences are of losing a whole day in such a large-scale negotiation?"
Mo Haiping said: "Father, we didn't lose!"
Mo Chen opened his eyes: "What do you mean?"
Mo Haiping said, "We all overlooked one point. Based on our understanding of Lu Chengwen, we thought that he had always been in a hot relationship with the gangsters. He was in the North Country, then in Western Liang, and now he came to the South Country to mess around... But we all forgot that he was the head of the largest group company in a city in the North Country! He didn't learn horse stance and Qigong since he was a child, but negotiation, mathematics, economics, and management."
Mo Chen said: "Isn't it said that he is a playboy who relies on his father?"
Mo Haiping said: "This is just a rumor from the outside world. Now it seems that this rumor is not credible! Lu Chengwen is very mature in mind. He is sincere and cunning during negotiations; he is casual and professional. He often shoots arrows from both sides and hits them randomly, but he has a rhythm in his mind, which is completely different from our team. When it comes to doing business, our team is not as professional as him."
Mo Chen got angry and sat up. "Didn't you tell me how great and professional our team is? How can Lu Chengwen, a half-baked guy, just...ah...beat us like this?!"
Mo Haiping said: "Father, since we can't get any advantage at the negotiation table, we have to find a way outside the negotiation table."
Mo Chen looked at Mo Haiping: "Do you have any ideas?"
