As soon as he thought of this, the man in the black suit nodded repeatedly, "That's exactly what I meant, that's exactly what I meant!"
The form of investment is not much different from its idea of using Huangquan Station as a bargaining chip.
Although Huangquan Station is indeed a channel for it to earn ghost money, compared with Youcai Ghost Tickets, it is instantly destroyed without leaving any residue.
It doesn't have much affection for Huangquan Station, but has the deepest affection for the ghost money.
Therefore, as long as Youcai Mingpiao can earn more Mingmoney...just exchange it with Huangquan Station, it agrees with both hands!
Now that the fish has taken the bait, Lin Fan suppressed his inner joy and pretended to consider, "Then how much do you want for your Huangquan Station?"
The valuation represents how much shares of Youcai Mingpiao it will hold in the future.
Naturally, I know that these black dresses are weird.
It originally wanted to blurt out, let's price it at one hundred trillion in ghost money... It felt that it could exist for one hundred trillion days, so this price was not excessive.
But when the words came to his lips, he forced them back.
I suddenly felt panicky inside...something almost went wrong!
Fortunately, the useless old man just said the wrong thing and exposed the other party's trump card - in addition to Huangquan Station, there is another station and an airplane station to negotiate!
In this case, the price of Huangquan Station must be appropriate, otherwise, let alone buying shares, there is no chance at all!
So after thinking about it, he asked, "Ninety-five trillion ghost money?"
Lin Fan remained silent and did not respond.
The old man in plain clothes next to him waited quietly and did not disturb him at this time.
Being a shrewd man, he had already seen that what was being fought for now was confidence. Whoever was more confident would have the advantage!
Seeing that Lin Fan didn't react, the man in the black suit panicked a little and continued to lower the price, "Ninety trillion ghost money?"
"Well...I'll go back and think about it carefully."
Lin Fan did not respond, but took the initiative to mention leaving.
“No, no, no!!!”
The man in the black suit panicked and hurriedly stopped him. He gritted his teeth and slashed at himself, "Eighty trillion ghost money!"
In one breath, it cut the amount of underworld banknotes from one hundred trillion to eighty trillion... Twenty trillion was lost in one wave. It was no longer just that its heart was bleeding, but that its heart was crushed into slag.
Lin Fan was very calm, but still dissatisfied, frowning, "If it exceeds 50 trillion ghost money, then forget it."
"Fifty trillion ghost money, Mr. Lin, aren't you going to take my old soul?"
The man in the black suit was so anxious that he jumped up and down.
It felt bad for losing fifty ghost notes, and losing fifty trillion ghost notes... was even more tragic than leaving it exposed to the midday sun for five hours!
There is no way I can agree to this no matter what!
Hearing this, Lin Fan stood up and said, "Then let's stop here for today."
After saying that, he called out to the old man in plain clothes and left decisively with his two strange pets.
The man in the black suit sat on the sofa in a daze, looking a little dumbfounded.
Just leave after a disagreement? Why are you so arrogant?
No, it must be a trick!
It's not stupid. It's been around the living world and seen how they bargain—a hundred? Fifteen? If not, I'm leaving, really leaving, really leaving?
As long as the boss can keep his cool, the customers will often come back for further negotiations.
So, Mr. Lin’s operation is the same. When the time is almost right, he will come back to discuss the price again.
After thinking about it, the man in the black suit calmed down his mind and looked towards the bright passage.
Mr. Lin will definitely come back...
But Lin Fan took a determined step.
I will definitely come back...
But Lin Fan walked straight to the office door, speaking loud and clear.
I will be back...
Lin Fan has reached the edge of the office and is about to leave.
Will come back...bullshit!
Mr. Lin is really leaving!
The man in the black dress had a weird brain and suddenly exploded!
It finally came to its senses... It was not the other party who was begging for the Yellow Springs Station, but it was begging to join the Youcai Mingticket business!
After all, according to the current level of income from ghost money at Huangquan Station, the daily net profit is 30,000 ghost money, which is what it can get.
One hundred million days equals three trillion ghost money.
But if it is the ghost money, three times a week... One hundred million days will have about 42 million issues, and each issue will collect 100 million ghost money, which is 420 trillion!
Is there any need to compare?
Just thinking about this number makes its Yin body and Yin energy tremble violently and become excited!
After making up its mind, it stood up suddenly, unleashing all of its Dao-breaking power. A fierce aura surged, and it caught up with Lin Fan like teleporting, blocking the way ahead.
"Don't go, don't go. Fifty trillion is not negotiable!"
After stopping Lin Fan, the man in the black suit gritted his teeth strangely, as if he had made up his mind, and nodded with difficulty, "I agree to the price of 50 trillion!"
"Then next time I'll show you the business plan for Youcai Mingpiao and your share of the shares."
Lin Fan calmly glanced at the strange man in the black suit, nodded, and did not return to the office. Instead, he continued to leave with the old man in plain clothes, Cat Baiwan, and Dog Shiba.
This time, the black dress strangely did not rot again. Looking at Mr. Lin's back, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, I can get involved in the Youcai Mingpiao business.
…
After slowly leaving the office building, Lin Fan and the old man in plain clothes remained silent throughout the whole process without saying a word.
In a horror scene, any mistake or omission could be caught by the ghost in black suit, so naturally, he dared not reveal his tracks at such a critical moment.
Go directly to Huangquan bus No. 11.
After they got off the Huangquan bus and left the horrific scene at Huangquan Station, Lin Fan gave a tip of three or two hundred ghost money and got off the Huangquan bus.
Standing at the entrance of Dongcheng Town Bus Station, he took out the Blood Hotel membership card from his arms, opened a passage on the spot, and entered the Blood Hotel.
Wait until the news is transmitted through the channel and the hidden danger of walls having ears is completely eliminated.
The old man in plain clothes held it in for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking, "Fifty trillion ghost money, dear... Brother, can you come up with such a large amount?"
"I think giving it 10 billion ghost money would be enough to buy Huangquan Station!"
The old man felt terrified just thinking about such a huge amount of ghost money.
"Take it? Why take it out?"
Lin Fan smiled playfully when he heard this.
The old man in plain clothes was a little dumbfounded. "If you don't take it out...how can you let it be worth 50 trillion ghost money?"
“It’s just to add credibility.”
If you allow the other party to set the price, it will seem that you are too permissive. You may deliberately lower the price of the other party, and this is your real purpose.
As for...
What is the difference between one hundred trillion ghost money and fifty trillion ghost money?
If Lin Fan were asked to take out this ghost money, it would naturally have no way to deal with it... But if it were to buy shares, there would be too many ways to operate.
The lottery in the world of the living is valued at only hundreds of billions.
But according to the strange calculation method of the man in black suit, if Lin Fan also gets a wave of lottery profits, and then multiplies it by 10 billion periods, and then multiply it by 100 billion periods... the amount will be astronomical!
"Then have Master Xue prepare a plan... and give me a valuation of one hundred trillion for the Phantom Tickets!"
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