Chapter 1130: Married women are very expensive!
Everyone whispered.
"Xiaochuan, what are you doing? What's your own brand logo?"
"They are a Fortune 500 company. How can you make such an outrageous request?"
"Stop talking, Xiaochuan... This order is enough to support the Meite Garment Factory for three years. You can't ruin it."
"Old Li, we can't let Xiaochuan mess around. We can't lose the order from the Xilton Group."
Everyone spoke up to stop Qin Chuan's sudden rude behavior.
On the other end of the phone, Lei Jia, the human resources manager of the Xilton Group headquarters, was also speechless after hearing Qin Chuan's words.
Isn't it funny that you ask me if I can?
The entire group belongs to you, and you still ask me if it is possible? What does that mean?
Are you making fun of me and trying to please me?
What if I want to say no?
Do I have to be laid off and go home?
You are a very funny person!
"Yes! Yes! Mr. Qin, whatever you say is fine! No problem, absolutely no problem!"
Lei Jia answered in a flattering tone, as if to flatter someone.
"Okay then. You can discuss the rest with Mr. Li from the Meite Garment Factory."
"Okay, okay, Mr. Qin, I understand."
After Qin Chuan finished speaking, he handed the phone back to Li Yunkai.
At this moment, everyone in the room had only one expression.
Shocked, dumbfounded, speechless, with mouth open.
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China, Jiangning City.
A Mercedes-Benz S450 is heading towards Zhongshan Garden, the city’s top luxury residential area.
Sitting in the back seat of the car were the father and son owners of the largest clothing company in Jiangning City.
Zhu Fuxiang held his left hand in an empty fist, and was holding a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand, with his eyes closed to rest.
Zhu Jieren had a sly grin on his face as he discussed with his lackeys on the phone about whose wife he would like to date that night.
The Mercedes-Benz S450 drove to the traffic light and slowly stopped.
Zhu Fuxiang closed his eyes and asked, "Jie Ren, has the Meite Garment Factory replied?"
Zhu Jieren stopped smiling obscenely and said, "Not yet, Dad."
"Well, you should pay attention to the point. You just left them a glimmer of hope. They will definitely find a way out from you."
Zhu Jieren put away his phone, approached his father and said.
"Dad, I just don't understand. You could have set the contract at 20:80, why did you set the bottom line at 30:70? A 10% profit is at least a million a year."
"Son, you are studying abroad, your thoughts are too simple."
When Zhu Jieren heard this, he was unhappy.
"Dad, I'm not simple. During the past few years I've been abroad, I've been the planner of the Chinese welcome group every year. Every Chinese freshman who came to our school was severely cheated by me. For example, I charged them twice the rent, threatened them that they would be expelled from the school if they made mistakes, and collected protection money, etc. My living expenses are all earned from these things! I'm not simple."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Fuxiang looked at his son coldly.
"Haha, you earn your living expenses. Since you earn your living expenses, where does the 300 million I transfer to you every year go?"
When Zhu Jieren heard this, he shut his mouth in dismay.
I muttered to myself, 'Women don't spend money? Married women are very expensive, right?'
Seeing that his son didn't say anything, Zhu Fuxiang didn't ask any further questions.
He knows his son's hobbies...it's just inherited.
"The reason why I let you become the breakthrough point for the Meite Garment Factory is because I want to test their bottom line."
"Bottom line?"
"Yes, what you said just now is actually a dead end. If they don't come to you to plead for mercy, then they can indeed accept a 20-80 split. We can make an extra 10% profit. If they come to you crying and making a fuss, they must strive for a 30-70 split. That means a 20-80 split, and they really can't survive. Forcing them to death will not benefit us. After all, the Meite Garment Factory is the largest garment factory in Jiangning City."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Jieren said "oh".
Sure enough, my dad is still the cruelest.
To be able to come up with such a desperate idea.
The Mercedes-Benz S450 continued to drive, and Zhu Jieren took out his mobile phone to check it again.
The only things on my phone are photos of married women sent by my friends.
None of them was news from the Meite Garment Factory.
He couldn't hold back any longer. He looked at the time and saw that 30 minutes had passed.
So he said, "Dad, why don't I give them another call?"
Zhu Fuxiang thought about it and nodded slightly.
Zhu Jieren picked up his phone, found Li Yunkai's number and called back.
The call was connected after a moment.
"Mr. Xiao Zhu..."
On the other end of the phone, Li Yunkai's tone was different from before.
This time when he answered the phone, his tone was relaxed and cheerful, as if he had no burden and even felt like laughing.
This made Zhu Jieren a little confused.
But he didn't think too much about it and continued speaking in a hanging tone.
"Manager Li, your 30 minutes are up. Have you come to an agreement?"
Li Yunkai was about to speak, but Zhu Jieren continued first.
"Manager Li, think carefully before you speak. You only have one chance. If you miss it, even if it's 19, Fuxiang will not cooperate with you. I think you should know what losing Fuxiang means to your Meite Garment Factory. You must know the news that Fuxiang will be listed soon. But there is one more thing you may not know."
Li Yunkai frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"
Zhu Jieren proudly said, "Next Thursday, at the Jiangning Top Ten Outstanding Young Entrepreneurs Commendation Conference, I will announce on behalf of my father that Fuxiang Garment Company will take the lead. Eighteen clothing companies in the city will jointly establish the Jiangning Garment Chamber of Commerce. The establishment of the Jiangning Garment Chamber of Commerce will regulate the chaos in the Jiangning clothing market and put an end to shoddy goods. Let those clothing factories that do not meet the standards and ruin the reputation of the Jiangning clothing industry disappear forever!!!"
As Zhu Jieren spoke, the curve of his mouth became more and more upward.
When he uttered these words, it was as if he was standing in the atmosphere, looking down at the countless creatures below.
He felt like a god.
He can make things happen at will and manipulate the market of Jiangning City at will.
Those who follow me will prosper, those who go against me will perish!
Zhu Jieren knew very well that Li Yunkai was in the conference room at that moment, listening to his lecture with the leaders of the Meite Garment Factory on speakerphone.
He waited for these old immortals to beg him, flatter him, and fawn on him.
He enjoyed the pleasure of humiliating others.
There was silence on the other end of the line.
Then, Li Yunkai's somewhat low voice slowly sounded.
"Mr. Zhu, Mr. Zhu is also beside you, right?"
"Yes, my dad is with me."
Zhu Jieren said proudly.
"Boss Zhu, does he mean the same thing?"
Zhu Fuxiang stood aside, listening to the conversation between his son and Li Yunkai.
He said condescendingly, "My son represents me! His opinion is my opinion!"
Zhu Fuxiang spoke up at the right time to support his son.
"Oh...oh...oh...I understand...I understand." Li Yunkai heard this, his tone still calm.
He said "oh" and paused.
Then he concentrated his energy into his Dantian and spoke.
"In that case, Mr. Zhu... Mr. Zhu, I'm going to fuck your mother!"
