Chapter 338: Raising the Price
The plane that Jiang Cheng was on landed in country R on time.
After the brainstorming session, Jiang Cheng let out a long sigh, full of fighting spirit.
"Let's go."
Several people got off the plane and walked out of the airport.
There were local Chinese tour guides outside to meet us, and Sun Aiguo was responsible for meeting us.
The tour guide rented a minibus. After several people got on the bus, the tour guide began to introduce them to the scenery along the way until they arrived at the hotel.
After checking in, they booked three suites.
Three girls together, three boys, three boys, three suites next to each other.
After going up to the room and putting away the luggage, Xiao Li checked that the room was safe, and then the group went downstairs to meet the tour guide for lunch.
r's meal was light and small in quantity, so several people had to eat two or three servings to barely feel full.
After eating, the few people did not rush back, but asked the tour guide to take them around the neighborhood.
By this time, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
When they returned to the hotel, Jiro, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed over with great resentment.
"Why did you just come back?"
Jiang Cheng rubbed his ears, looked at Jiro arrogantly and asked, "Sir, who are you?"
In a word, Jiro was very angry.
"You don't know me! Are you kidding me!"
"You kidnapped George from me and tricked me into buying so many things!"
"I heard that George worked for five or six years and got nothing. How ridiculous!"
Jiro sneered, but Jiang Cheng looked at Jiro calmly and said "oh"
"You've already lost once, why haven't you learned your lesson yet?"
After saying this, Jiang Cheng walked right past Jiro, as if he felt it was too cheap to talk to him.
Jiro, who had come to laugh at Jiang Cheng, said with a sinister smile: "Jiang Cheng, you will see me again, and then you won't have a chance even if you kneel down and beg me!"
Jiang Cheng said without even turning his head: "Go home and dream. Dreams contain all kinds of things."
Jiro at the back hummed, unable to bear the thought of Jiang Cheng seeing him tomorrow.
After Jiang Cheng and his companions went upstairs, they held a brief meeting. The central idea was: we buy cosmetics on the surface, but what we actually want is a food production line.
Jian Yue'e and Zhao Chengde will leave them tomorrow and go to the food factory to take a look.
In a few years, Zhao Chengde has learned three languages, R being one of them.
Everyone agreed to separate and take a rest.
The next day, Jiang Cheng took Sun Aiguo, Hua Ying, Xiao Li and technical personnel into the car and went to the cosmetics factory.
Jiro's informant, who had been hiding opposite the hotel, waited until Jian Yue'e and Zhao Chengde came out, and sent someone to follow them.
The informant thought proudly: Mr. Jiro is really right.
On the other side, Jiang Cheng had already arrived at the cosmetics factory.
As soon as I got off the car, I saw Jiro, who was looking very arrogant.
After Jiang Cheng's face changed slightly, he walked over to Mr. Fujiya, whom he had contacted on the phone, and shook hands.
After a brief greeting, the group, led by Fujiya, visited the production workshop.
Of course, the production line sold to Jiang Cheng was not the one they used.
"The items you want to buy are in the warehouse. They are similar in principle. Let's go take a look."
Jiang Cheng nodded and followed with his men.
Jiang Cheng brought professional technical personnel to inspect the production line, while Jiang Cheng and Teng Ye went to the office to discuss the next step.
"Mr. Fujiya, according to the price we agreed on—"
"Mr. Jiang, our prices have changed."
Jiang Cheng's face suddenly turned ugly, and he looked at Fujiya with a dignified look, "The price has been negotiated, are you sure you want to break the contract?"
"What are you breaking? Fujiya, have you signed the contract?"
Jiro asked arrogantly, and Fujiya replied honestly: "It has not been signed, it was just a verbal discussion."
Jiro looked at Jiang Cheng provocatively.
"Mr. Jiang - you heard it. What a pity that there is no contract."
Jiang Cheng suppressed his anger and asked, "Mr. Fujiya, what's the price?" "Three times!"
"You're dreaming!"
Jiang Cheng slammed the table and stood up to refute.
"Impossible. You want me to buy an abandoned production line at the price of the most advanced technology? You should find another buyer."
"Mr. Fujiya, you should be sensible when asking for a higher price. It's not that I can't buy it, but Country R is geographically close, which is your advantage."
"But now, you have wasted this little advantage because of a villain."
Jiang Cheng glanced at Jiro, then turned and left without any hesitation.
Tengye was a little anxious, he really wanted to sell it.
It’s just that Jiro’s arm is not as powerful as his thigh.
"Pah pah pah"
Jiro clapped his hands slowly, and said with a mixture of sarcasm and appreciation, "Boss Jiang, your acting is really good."
No mistake, just one song, one post, one content, one look!
"What a pity... you forgot one thing, this is Country R!"
Jiro also stood up and even wanted to suppress Jiang Cheng.
But Jiang Cheng was wearing high heels and was much taller than Jiro, which made Jiro regret standing up.
Jiang Cheng turned and left slowly, still looking at Jiro with confidence.
"Mr. Jiro, I haven't forgotten, I just never took it seriously!"
"You—good, good, good! Mr. Jiang is really brave."
Jiro was equally confident of victory, like a cat playing with a caught mouse.
"Boss Jiang, you left so abruptly because a cosmetics production line was never your goal, right?"
Jiro clearly caught Jiang Cheng's fleeting look of shock, and he smiled smugly.
"It's really fun to see Mr. Jiang's face change."
Jiang Cheng remained calm, but Sun Aiguo and others behind her did not act as well as she did.
Jiro laughed loudly, victory was already in his hands.
"Boss Jiang, I think you can call the people from the food factory back, because... you won't achieve any of your goals!"
Jiro said this viciously, ready to enjoy Jiang Cheng's miserable appearance, wishing he could kneel down and beg him.
Jiang Cheng looked straight ahead with a calm expression.
"You hired someone to follow us?"
"So what, Mr. Jiang, I might as well tell you that the production line can be sold, but if you are not satisfied with the price, you can't take any of it away."
Jiro said arrogantly: "I have already informed all the food factories in Country R. Your so-called falsehood and reality are nothing in front of strength!"
Jiang Cheng clenched his fists and was pushed to the edge of the cliff by Jiro.
"Three times the price—"
"No! The price is five times higher now."
Jiro raised the price, and Jiang Cheng glared at him with emotion for the first time.
"Ci Lang, don't go too far! Even if you have a lot of power behind you, do you think these people will pay to play with you?"
Jiro shook his head slowly.
"You're wrong. The people behind you want to see you lose more than I do!"
Jiang Cheng didn't reply.
"Boss Jiang, the production line is ready for use."
The technicians came over.
After hearing this, Jiang Cheng looked at Jiro again.
"Three times, I'll buy it. Five times, you keep it."
Jiro smiled victoriously.
"Five times, buy it or don't buy it, there is no other price."
Jiang Cheng turned around angrily.
"Then don't buy it!"
She turned and left, complaining in her heart: A bunch of cultural stealers, who told you that there can only be false and true?
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