Chapter 14 It's not that the little girl is hard to coax, but that the wrong approach was used.
Inside the train carriage.
Pei Jinwu nestled in a corner, her slender legs crossed, leisurely playing games while wearing headphones.
Remotely control the chat page.
"Master, J.Five has offered fifty million."
Feng Zhi held the iPad and saw the price the other party posted; his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
At that price, why doesn't she just rob a bank?
Ten million is high enough.
Unexpectedly, J.Five made an outrageous demand, raising the price directly to 50 million.
Who gave her the courage? Ms. Fish Leong!
"Fifty million, she's quite bold to say that."
Shang Shiyan flipped through the detailed list, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed, and a cold, stern smile appeared on his lips.
There's no denying that J.Five's design is top-notch, but the price clearly makes it a target for naysayers.
Tell her that this price is unacceptable.
Shang Shiyan covered the detailed list and casually tossed it onto the table, a shadow looming over his eyes.
Upon hearing this...
The girl, engrossed in her game, lazily lifted her eyelids.
He typed a few words: "[Fifty million, no bargaining]"
She lost 35 million yuan on the bracelet back then.
Asking him for 50 million now isn't unreasonable, is it?
Two seconds later.
He typed a few more words: "[Five minutes to consider]"
Even through the screen, you could feel the other person's arrogance and overbearing attitude.
Last time, he also raised the price of the bracelet to forty million in just five minutes.
The man's face was gloomy, and he looked frustrated and helpless.
Pei Jinwu was in a good mood.
"Has the Shang Group had any conflicts with her?"
Shang Shiyan's face was ashen, and he turned his head to look at Feng Zhi, his gaze icy cold.
He sensed that the J.Five designer was very hostile towards him.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, I do not recall it."
Feng Zhi thought about it seriously.
This is their first time collaborating with J.Five designers.
When I first contacted Ms. J.Five, she only said that she was busy and would not accept orders.
Later, they suddenly started taking orders again, but their attitude was terrible.
He looked fierce, as if he had robbed her of her money.
"Say yes."
Shang Shiyan's face was gloomy. After living for so many years, he had actually capsized in a small ditch and had his vital point seized by a designer.
The old lady specifically requested benitoite gemstones, which only J.Five had.
The master had promised long ago that it would be on the occasion of the old lady's seventieth birthday.
I invited J.Five designers to create jewelry and gave it to her as a congratulatory gift.
at this time.
It was only two weeks before the old lady's birthday celebration.
Time was of the essence, so the master had no choice but to place the order with them.
Raising prices on the spot...
If they knew their master's identity, I wonder if they would still dare to be so arrogant!
"Say yes."
Not wanting the girl next to him to get bored, Shang Shiyan didn't waste any time on this matter.
"Yes, Master," Feng Zhi replied. "The old lady will surely be pleased to receive this birthday gift."
Birthday gift?
Upon hearing this, Pei Jinwu froze in her game and slowly turned her head to look at the man.
He paid a high price to have her design this jewelry set; wasn't it meant for another woman?
He's quite filial!
——
Once both parties agree to the contract, the matter is considered settled.
Fifty million was quickly deposited into Pei Jinwu's account.
"Mist Girl, you're so smart. Yesterday you bought up all the benitoite gemstones in the world, cutting off Shang Shiyan's last escape route."
"He has money, we have goods and people, we've got all the buffs. Fifty million, he has no choice but to pay!"
"This time, we not only recovered the 35 million that we wasted last time, but we also made a profit of 15 million."
Lou Ying, a cigarette dangling from his lips, narrowed his beautiful, fox-like eyes excitedly: "This money is enough for the Southern Continent base's expenses for a week. He's probably furious!"
Who told him to bully this little tyrant?
You kicked a steel plate, didn't you!
"How do you feel now? Do you feel much better?"
Listening to Lou Ying's chatter, Pei Jinwu licked her lips.
Um.
I feel much better now.
I don't find Shang Shiyan so annoying.
——
The matter has been resolved.
Shang Shiyan composed himself and glanced at the girl beside him.
I noticed she was playing on her phone, a slight smile playing on her lips.
She seems to be in a good mood.
"Why do you like mango candy so much?"
Shang Shiyan handed her the things in his hand, speaking softly, "These are all for you."
Bought at the mall, bought in Nanzhou.
It adds up to quite a lot.
He kept it in his car, waiting to "chancely meet" it to use to coax the little girl.
"?"
Looking at the candy in the bag, the girl blinked in confusion, trying to figure out what the man was thinking.
"I was in a hurry last time and didn't have time to thank Miss Pei."
Shang Shiyan gazed at the girl's face, his tone coaxing: "This little thing isn't worth much money."
"OK."
Pei Jinwu stared at the man's face for a few seconds, then raised an eyebrow slightly. "Thank you, Mr. Shang."
"You're welcome."
Shang Shiyan took out his phone and said softly, "Let's add each other on WeChat. I'll send you more candy when you run out."
"after?"
Pei Jinwu opened her eyes, her clear gaze meeting the man's sharply defined face.
Tsk.
Beautiful things are indeed pleasing to the eye.
Pei Jinwu opened the add page.
drop--
Added successfully.
"Be careful on the road."
Just as they arrived at their destination, Shang Shiyan watched Pei Jinwu leave.
He only looked away after the girl's figure disappeared.
"Miss Pei seems to be in a good mood today."
Feng Zhi was quite surprised.
Surprisingly, he didn't give his master a hard time.
"..."
Looking at the girl's WeChat messages, Shang Shiyan's thin lips curled into a smile.
turn out to be.
It's not that the little girl is hard to coax, but that the wrong approach was used.
——
The next day.
Pei Jinwu attended class obediently, left get out of class obediently, and ate meals on time.
As I passed the dance studio, I suddenly heard familiar music.
"breaking Dawn".
She was sixteen years old when her grandfather composed the music and choreographed the dance.
The style leans towards modern.
Like a young butterfly emerging from its pupa, it requires extremely strong explosive power.
Ordinary dance students can't handle it.
Pei Jinwu approached and found Zhao Qianqian doing her final practice.
We'll have a rehearsal tomorrow, and we'll be on stage the day after.
Zhao Qianqian wore a white dance costume, her limbs were slender and graceful, her waist was thin and her body was supple, and her emotional control was perfect.
A natural-born dancer.
Are her qualifications and background not better than Shen Yunrou's mediocre skills?!
"Push your left foot firmly into the ground, point your right hand to the sky, and don't hunch your back..."
Hearing the sound, Zhao Qianqian turned around.
Just then, she saw Pei Jinwu holding a milk tea, sitting in a chair, lazily looking at her.
Zhao Qianqian didn't stop and tried to practice according to what she was taught.
Sure enough, the effect was immediate.
"Can you dance Master Xuan Yue's dance?"
After the dance ended, Zhao Qianqian walked up and asked in confusion.
"ah?"
Pei Jinwu smiled faintly and said casually, "I've seen her videos, they're not bad."
"Right? She's really amazing!"
Upon hearing that Pei Jinwu was also a fan of her idol, Zhao Qianqian immediately smiled and said, "I hope I won't embarrass her on stage."
During that slump, I relied entirely on Teacher Xuan Yue's dance to get through it all.
For her.
Xuan Yue is not only her dance mentor, but also her spiritual pillar.
"Do you want to win an award?"
Pei Jinwu turned her head to look at Zhao Qianqian, a half-smile playing on her lips.
"I can't handle it." Zhao Qianqian shook her head with a smile, extremely modest: "Teacher Xuan Yue's dance is quite difficult. I couldn't find the point of leverage for several of the movements."
"Also, this dance costume alone is enough to make people laugh to death."
Although she has a solid foundation, the hardware facilities are inadequate.
I heard that the dance costumes prepared by Shen Yunrou in the capital are worth hundreds of thousands.
"Can."
Pei Jinwu threw the empty cup into the trash can, her tone nonchalant: "If I said you could win the award, you won it!"
——
good evening.
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