"good."
"......"
COFCO Group.
A conference room.
"Just now, No. 9 Technology sent us an invitation through a special channel, asking if we are interested in cooperating with them." Feng Junliang said after everyone was seated.
"Special channel?" Someone immediately grasped the key point.
"Up!" Feng Junliang pointed to the sky.
"......"
"Chairman, No. 9 Technology seems to be a manufacturer of kettles, how can we cooperate with it?"
"They said they would give us the exclusive domestic sales rights for two years."
"What are the conditions?" The old man sitting next to Feng Junliang had a hint of ecstasy in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and began to think.
"No." Feng Junliang shook his head.
"There's no such thing as a free lunch. The kettle invented by their company is definitely selling well, so why would they come to us for no reason?"
"Old Li (Li Yucai), what do you think?" Feng Junliang asked the white-haired old man next to him.
"Yesterday, Jingxin sold 1.63 billion in 4.5 seconds. No one can ignore it. Although we are not in the same industry, it is not our style to not make money. I mean to talk first and act according to the situation."
"Yeah, that's what I mean. Understand it clearly before making a decision. Don't get cheated. Everyone, please bring up your opinions and discuss them together."
"......"
"Old Li, how about you run and lie down with me?"
"Sure, it's a good opportunity to go and see that magical kettle." Li Yucai said.
"......"
A club.
"Wen Youmei, stop immediately." An urgent voice came into Wen Youmei's ears from the phone.
"What?" Wen Youmei blinked and glanced at the screen of her phone. Sure enough, she was still talking. She didn't react for a moment and said blankly.
"If you don't want to die, stop doing this immediately about No. 9 Technology."
"???" Wen Youmei finally came to her senses at this time: "Did something happen to the boss?"
"The forces behind No. 9 Technology are not something we can afford to offend."
"!!!"
"Okay, deal with it now, or prepare your suicide note. That's it, I'm hanging up."
"Beep, beep, beep..." Wen Youmei was left confused. What happened to the promise to hold on?
Are you kidding me?
After hanging up the phone, Wen Youmei felt a chill down her spine and was busy making calls.
I'd better run away first. I'd rather my friends die than let myself die!
As for those guys!
I can’t control it anymore!!
Dead or alive!!!
It all depends on luck.
......
noon.
No. 9 Technology.
"Mr. Liu, two COFCO customers are here to visit us. They said you invited them!"
"Yes, please invite them to my office." Liu Chi looked at Jiang Yu at the door and nodded.
I didn’t expect Chen Luguang to be so fast. I thought I would have to wait two days.
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