Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

　Wu Chenyuan squeezed his fist nervously, released it again, and squeezed it nervously...like the mood he felt when he first drilled in the small woods.

　Theoretically, he thinks that his tension is unnecessary, but in his heart, Wu Chenyuan has to admit that this back and forth negotiation has really put too much pressure on him.

　All the people present were old negotiations. The older ones even participated in Nixon's visit to China, and there were many people who entered and left the Soviet Union. Even at a young age, there must be one or two extremely rich academic qualifications and experience. China in the planned economy era is a vertical management system, and the best resources and talents are gathered from the central government. Except for a few second and third generations, who can rely on themselves to enter central enterprises or central ministries and commissions, their resumes can be said for a long time, and legendary figures are all over them.

　However, no matter how old the negotiation is, it is still helpless to encounter Yang Rui, who has the advantage and does not give in at all.

　It's like an architect, let you draw a world-class blueprint, and Party A is about to build a tube building. How can you do it?

　Negotiators consciously strive for no matter how good the conditions are, but they can’t get the approval of the decision maker. That’s all for nothing.

　It is unreasonable for the so-called scholars to meet soldiers.

It took Yang Rui a month to prove that he was the decision maker. Whether they liked it or not, the gentlemen of the negotiating team could only pinch their noses to recognize it, and then looked at Yang Rui with an expression of expectation, expecting him to say " The word "Yes".

　In the classroom, there is nothing but the rustle of Yang Rui turning the pages of the contract.

　Everyone stares with bated breath, and naturally produces inexplicable pressure. This is a kind of group consciousness that makes individuals unconsciously obey, and human sociality is also reflected in this.

　"Lao Li, pour classmate Yang a cup of tea." Wu Chenyuan broke the silence, but the content was full of associations.

　Old Li looked at Wu Chenyuan with a bitter face, and said to his heart: Are you asking me to serve tea to apologize? We didn't say anything.

Wu Chenyuan's expression was serious as if he was constipated.

　Lao Li understood, he cursed secretly: Lord is a gift.

Turning around, Lao Li put down his face and figure, took out the tea from his purse, found a cup, and cleaned it, poured hot water in his portable marching pot, and said with a smile: "Brother Yang, Have some tea and watch it slowly."

　Yang Rui smiled: "The equipment is quite complete?"

"My ancestor was a bannerman. I studied in Baoding Prefecture and specialized in serving people. When I was studying, I was elected as a life committee member every year. I was a young pioneer in the fourth grade and a member of the Communist Youth League in the second grade." Lao Li is a Beijing oilman. , How convenient are the words in your mouth? A short sentence makes people want to laugh.

Yang Rui couldn't help but smile, took a sip from the cup, and said, "Thank you very much."

"You’re polite. Only with your skills can we negotiate. It’s not an exaggeration to say that you are our food and clothing parent. Pour a cup of tea. Come on, I’ll refill the water for you. Second The cup is best to drink, the tip of Xinyang hair, I personally picked it at the place of production, I don't give it to ordinary people."

　 "It's really good." Yang Rui gave another compliment before going through the contract.

　The others breathed a sigh of relief.

　For a long time, Yang Rui closed the booklet.

　Everyone was nervous again.

　"On this basis, proceed to the next round of negotiations." Yang Rui did not have high requirements for the pharmaceutical factory. As long as they did not first define the relationship between the pharmaceutical factory and the sales company, it would not hurt to leave 20% or more of the profit.

　"Great!" Wu Chenyuan yelled in joy despite guessing that it would be such a result.

　 Chengcai Lu is busy translating to the British, regardless of whether they have their own translators.

"Tomorrow morning, let's have a four-party negotiation." Director Hai was also uncomfortable, and secretly said: finally half finished.

　Wu Chenyuan even laughed and applauded: "Be sure to have a good drink, Lao Li, I'll give you an hour. How many tables can I fix?"

　"You are optimistic." Lao Li patted his chest and promised.

　Yang Rui couldn't help but humbly said: "Don't do anything special, it's a black light, I'll let the chef fry two big pots of dishes."

"Which is the big pot dish, Mr. Franky didn't eat. We confirmed the contract in the morning. We ran all the way, and all we ate on the road were dry food." Wu Chen waved his hand and said, "Listen to me, let Lao Li Just go. Old Li, classmate Yang is watching, can you?"

"This is when we show our faces. If the banquet is not good, you smoke me." Old Li ordered two interns with a smile and asked Yang Rui: "Your chef has to lend me. You can tell me a place. I will find go with."

　 "I'll call someone to accompany you." Yang Rui opened the door and called He Cheng in, asking him to help find the chef.

　He Cheng nodded, and then said: "The master may be asleep, and wake up, will he be upset?"

　 "I brought a few boxes of grenades, and I will bring them over in a while, no one is unhappy." Old Li smiled.

He Cheng puzzled: "Grenade?"

　 "It's wine." Yang Rui coughed lightly and said, "You ask the master to clean up the kitchen. I will find someone to supplement the vegetables and meat tomorrow morning."

　 "I also brought ham and cooked meat. It's okay to put together two tables casually." As a well-known butler of Chinese medicine and foreign trade, Lao Li's well-prepared skills go deep into his bones. Others are sorting out documents when they go out, and Lao Li is sorting out food and drinks, and now it really plays a role.

　He Cheng took Lao Li to the cafeteria. The master now has the steps given by the sharp learning group, basically living in the school, the small courtyard behind the cafeteria, even his dormitory.

Wu Chen looked like he was re-wounded, with a smile on his eyebrows, and said: "Yang Rui will drink today. If you are drunk, you will not be afraid. When you get up tomorrow, let's talk about the contract and wait for the company to talk to you. Signed, we are half colleagues, right?"

　 "I am also looking forward to signing the contract with Zeleca." Yang Rui calmly corrected.

Sign a contract with a state-owned enterprise? What's the difference between that and not signed?

　Don't say it was 1982. By 2014, state-owned enterprises would go back on their own words. The decision-making goals of state-owned enterprises are never economic interests, but political interests. For the sake of political interests, they can abandon all contracts that are good for them, let alone contracts that are bad for them.

　If it is a foreigner’s company, it can also sue a state-owned enterprise abroad, which is more or less a check and balance. As for domestic individuals, it is even more difficult for the courts to accept the case, and you don't have to think about winning and enforcing the case.

The contract that Yang Rui is now striving for is clearly beyond the comprehension ability of TCM Foreign Trade

　Wu Chenyuan also heard what Yang Rui meant, frowning, and said: "Signing with Zelecom, signing with TCM Foreign Trade, there is no difference, let's negotiate with four parties."

　 "No difference is best."

　"There are still very few cases of domestic individuals signing contracts with foreign companies. Student Yang has to think carefully about it. At that time, there may be many complicated procedures."

　 "It seems that there will be talks tomorrow." Yang Rui stretched out and turned his head and said, "I'll go see other students first. You can eat in the cafeteria soon."

　 "It seems so." Wu Chenyuan also lost interest in drinking.

　However, in the negotiations on the second day, there was no verbal battle involving Yang Rui. He simply put forward his request: "I want 25%."

　Then just ignore what Wu Chenyuan and others say.

　 Compared with Yang Rui’s initial request of 20%, 25% is a big improvement. The other three parties naturally opposed it, but Yang Rui insisted on it.

　 Persevering in persevering, all parties actually acquiesced.

In fact, as long as the company recognizes it, the Xibao Roulian Factory itself does not matter. Their interests are more in the pharmaceutical factory. The sales company originally did not leave them with many meaningful shares. As for the foreign trade of Chinese medicine, they have to The idea is to try to obtain shares from Zelecom...

This makes the negotiation extremely complicated.

　However, at this point, Wu Chenyuan and others are also irresistible. He must ensure that the negotiation is completed and at the same time ensure the interests of the foreign trade of Chinese medicine.

　At this time, the trouble of finding Yang Rui was no longer realistic. Wu Chenyuan finally acted like a normal negotiator, fighting every inch of the land with Frankie.

　The expected shares of Zelecom have also declined from 70% all the way, and soon reached the 60% curve.

　According to Yang Rui's standard of taking 25%, Zellyk occupies 60%, leaving 15% to the foreign trade of Chinese medicine. This is still a figure that Wu Chenyuan can't accept.

However, Frankie’s determination was equally firm and he was reluctant to give in ~www.NovelMTL.com~ On the weekend when the negotiations were deadlocked, Yang Rui, who had not participated in the negotiations for several days, returned to Pingjiang and sent a message to everyone on the negotiating table. A journal.

　 The latest issue of the Journal of Biochemistry and Biophysics.

　 "I have some new ideas recently." Yang Rui explained with a smile.

　This explanation made everyone nervous.

　Director Hai did not wait to open it, and said dissatisfied: "My classmate Yang, if you have anything to say, just say it directly, do you need to continue posting?"

"The previous technical details have not been announced." Yang Rui knew what he was thinking, and explained: "I mainly corrected a few steps to make the production more continuous. In this way, the yield of Coenzyme Q10 can still be further improved. Improvement."

　"How much improvement?" Frankie is obviously more concerned about this issue.

　Yang Rui pointed to the article and said: "It looks like 10%, 33 to 35 kilograms per month."

　"Are you going to add this technology to it?" Frankie asked with concern.

"Higher output means higher income. I think this technology update should be able to offset the 5% of my shares. I also hope that you can reach an agreement as soon as possible and start production as soon as possible. Come on, I'm going back. Keep talking." Yang Rui walked to the door, patted his head again, and said: "There is a more detailed article, I have sent it to the United States, at most a week, I will probably be able to see it."

　Franky is angry and funny. Continuous articles are easier to attract attention, and practical articles are more likely to be favored by pharmaceutical companies.

　He knew that Yang Rui was urging in this way, but he had to admit that this way was indeed useful.

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