After meeting with foreign business representatives about three or four times to discuss some minor issues that could not be agreed upon, nearly half a month later.
Yang Zhiping began to get anxious.
He didn't have much time to prepare, and the longer this dragged on, the worse it would be for their plans.
We must act swiftly and persuade Ji Xingguo.
During this time, Ji Wanmei returned to East China because of some business at her clothing studio there.
As she was leaving, Ji Wanmei said to Ji Xingguo, "We've already arranged all our countermeasures. We'll just wait and see. Trust me, the first person to get restless will be Yang Zhiping. He'll definitely take the initiative to find you and facilitate this joint venture and merger. At that time, you just need to pretend to go with the flow."
"Let's trap him and beat him."
Sure enough, less than half a month after the Ji family father and daughter made these arrangements, Yang Zhiping began to get restless.
He came to Ji Xingguo and said, "That Japanese company has agreed to their demands, but they are asking for 10% more shares than the American company, and they have also agreed to offer their factory more open cooperation conditions. If they agree, their representative will reply to their Japanese headquarters, and they can send someone over on Monday to sign the contract."
Ji Xingguo feigned hesitation, thought it over and over, and finally reluctantly agreed: "Okay, call him over again, let's talk one last time."
Yang Zhiping clenched his fist in excitement.
Great! That old bastard Ji Xingguo has finally taken the bait!
Once Ji Xingguo approves the cooperation agreement, the person who signs the contract with him will be someone sent from Guangzhou by Yang Zhiping's shell company.
Once the first financing agreement is secured, the second contract will naturally follow.
As Yang Zhiping left the factory director's office, he seemed to already see himself sitting in Ji Xingguo's seat three months later, looking incredibly imposing!
After Yang Zhiping left, Ji Xingguo raised his eyelids with a heavy expression, picked up the landline, and dialed his daughter's number.
"Meimei, Yang Zhiping has walked into the ambush himself. You can come back and clean up the mess now."
Ji Wanmei listened to her father's phone call without any surprise, and smiled leisurely: "Okay, Dad, I'll drive back tomorrow morning."
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