Wang Qiang ran for most of the day and came back to tell Zhou Sese that Mr. Smith couldn't spare the time to see her.
Zhou Sese handed him a glass of warm water.
Wang Qiang finished his drink and sat down. "I think he's just looking for an excuse. He's convinced there's nothing we can do."
Paused.
Wang Qiang patted his head and thought of another important thing, "But Zhao Qiguo called me and said he wanted to meet the boss."
Zhou Sese rubbed his forehead and said, "There's no need to reply to Zhao Qiguo for now. As for Mr. Smith... continue to make an appointment."
As soon as the words fell.
The door was knocked open.
After Yuan Tianming came in, he pushed the frame of his glasses on his nose and said, "Mr. Smith just called the hotel and said he has half an hour to meet with the young boss."
Wang Qiang clenched his fists. "It'll take more than 20 minutes to clean up from here."
Zhou Sese immediately stood up and grabbed her cloth bag from the side, "Let's go."
They hailed a taxi outside the hotel and the four got in. Zhai Lichun told them the destination in broken English. The bearded driver glanced at them in the rearview mirror, reminded them to fasten their seat belts, stepped on the accelerator, and sped off.
Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at the destination and Zhou Sese hurriedly followed Wang Qiang upstairs.
Twenty minutes later.
Finally I met Mr. Smith in the office. He had a typical British appearance, tall, bald, with two small curls of mustache under his nose, and even his nostrils revealed the arrogance of the West towards the East.
After seeing Zhou Sese, Mr. Miss's eyes flashed with surprise, "You are Miss Zhang's daughter?"
Zhou Sese nodded and shook hands with Mr. Smith.
Smith smiled slightly and said in broken Chinese, "Please sit down."
Zhou Sese sat down and said, "Mr. Smith, the purpose of my coming here today is to discuss with you about..."
Mr. Smith suddenly hissed, "Want some coffee?"
Zhou Sese nodded, "Okay."
Mr. Smith asked his secretary to make coffee. "Are all young girls in China as beautiful as you?"
Zhou Sese smiled and said, "There are a hundred Hamlets in the eyes of a hundred readers. Aesthetics is inherently subjective."
Mr. Smith raised his eyebrows. "Have you read Hamlet?"
Zhou Sese nodded and said modestly, "I've seen a little bit."
Mr. Smith rubbed his chin with interest. "I know why you came today. I've always wanted that batch of goods, but I didn't expect Miss Zhang to be so shady. It was only after I met Mr. Zhao that I realized how outrageous the prices your company quoted me were. I'm shocked and saddened by how much money you've cheated me out of in your clothing export trade."
Zhai Lichun whispered to Yuan Tianming, "Listen to these British people. They speak like they are singing. They are shocked and sad. I get goose bumps listening to them."
Yuan Tianming hissed.
The coffee was served.
Place it in front of several people in turn.
Wang Qiang was very thirsty. He picked up the coffee and took a sip. In an instant, his face wrinkled, he stretched his neck, and swallowed the bitter stuff forcefully.
Oh my god.
How could anyone drink this stuff?
Foreigners are indeed foreigners!
Zhou Sese took a sip of coffee and instantly felt refreshed. "Since Mr. Smith said that, I guess he already has some ideas in his mind?"
Mr. Smith nodded. "I want you to deliver the goods at 80 percent of the original price."
Wang Qiang's face changed.
He immediately shook his head at Zhou Sese.
Their final net profit is less than 20%. If it is reduced by 20%, not only will the work of more than half a year be in vain, but most importantly, they will lose money.
Zhou Sese smiled, "Mr. Smith is really asking for a high price. Is that also the price Mr. Zhao offered to Mr. Smith?"
Mr. Smith laughed heartily. "Since you all know, I won't hide it. Mr. Zhao offered me 90% of the original price, but I know he'll take a cut of over 10%. We can completely avoid the middleman's profit margin. I won't delve into Mr. Zhao's exact profit margin; I'll just calculate based on the lowest 10%. So, I'm offering you a friendly price of 80%. I hope you'll cherish it."
Wang Qiang clenched his fists and said, "Mr. Smith, business is all about integrity."
Unexpectedly, Mr. Smith stretched out his finger and shook it gently. "Businessmen are not about integrity, but about profit. In the face of profit, integrity can take a back seat. I am giving your company a way out because of our long-term cooperation.
If this batch of goods, worth millions, arrives at the dock but can't find a warehouse to store them, the salty sea breeze will slowly rot them, and your losses will be more than just 20%. Miss Zhou, there's an old saying in your country: He who knows the current situation is a hero."
Zhou Sese rubbed her ears.
Why do I feel like I've suddenly flown back to Asia from Europe?
Zhou Sese said, "Mr. Smith, since our two companies have been cooperating for many years, I can give up 5% of the profit and close the deal at 95% of the transaction price. Mr. Smith can consider it. If not, I'm sorry, Mr. Smith."
The other party quickly waved his hand, "No, no, in that case, then you can go."
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