Chen Yao was too lazy to beat around the bush with him and went straight to the point: "Come on, tell me how much you plan to give up for this project? The glass of white wine in front of me is so big, it must be many times bigger than the one in your hand, right? I can't just drink it for nothing, right?"
Chen Yao's reversal of status made Fu Cheng look at her with more respect.
He has worked with so many people, but this is the first time he has met such a tough secretary. Fu Cheng's interest was aroused. He smiled and counted to Chen Yao: six.
"If you finish this cup, I'll give you six points."
Chen Yao smiled and shook her head. "No, Mr. Fu Cheng, six points isn't enough. How about ten points?"
In fact, the six points just met Chen Yao's psychological expectations, but in negotiations, it is easier to get results that are higher than expected if you start with a higher goal.
Among the investors present, some were so shocked that they gasped, making a sound that was neither loud nor soft.
"Secretary Shen, ten points? Do you know what you are talking about?" Fu Cheng asked back.
Another investor followed up and said, "Secretary Shen, this isn't the way to negotiate. You might need to learn more."
Fu Cheng said as if he was watching a child joking, "Secretary Shen, although I have money, I am not a big loser. A glass of wine? Give an extra four points of profit. How could such a good thing happen in the world?"
Another investor laughed and said, “Yes, Secretary Shen, even if your CEO Jiang is here now, he can’t come like this.”
Chen Yao smiled and pointed a number directly at Fu Cheng, "Ten points, Mr. Fu Cheng, I will drink with you."
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