While the Great Elder was looking, Ren Qing had his men put all the raw materials on the ground.
At the same time, someone came in from outside.
The person outside the door said respectfully: "Elder, the people from the Incense Association are coming."
This was the time agreed upon by the Great Elder and the people from the Incense Association early in the morning.
The person who came was from the purchasing department of the Incense Association. Because of their business relationship, he was familiar with the Great Elder. He came in hurriedly without saying hello: "Great Elder, have you got the raw materials? The Feng family got them first..."
As he was speaking, he saw a piece of paper in the Great Elder's hand and some medicinal herbs on the ground.
"Send these to the Incense Association!" The man's eyes lit up, and then he raised his hand and asked the people around him to send the spices out.
"This is..." The Great Elder raised his hand and wanted to stop it, but when he saw the raw materials being carried away, he stopped talking.
The head of the purchasing department of the Incense Association saw the document in the elder's hand and asked, "Is this analyzed by your laboratory?"
Seeing the raw materials being carried away, the elder had no choice but to hand the paper to the director of the purchasing department when he saw the name of the medicine in his hand. He then introduced Meng Fu to him, "This is Miss Meng, Mr. Ren's daughter. She just returned to the Ren family recently..."
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The people from the Incense Association didn't look at the paper in their hands immediately.
Instead, he looked up at Meng Fu. The affairs of the Ren family had spread throughout the entire circle.
People in the circle were secretly discussing Ren Jun's daughter and Ren Weiyi, comparing the two, and some were even wondering whether the title of "Miss" would be given to someone else.
There were many people who were curious about Meng Fu, but Ren Jun protected his daughter very closely and never let her appear in public.
Seeing Meng Fu, he was surprised for a moment, and quickly greeted her: "It turns out to be Miss Meng."
"Hello." Meng Fu also glanced at the people in the purchasing department.
She had never been to the Incense Association and had only met Feng Xiu and Feng Zhi. She didn't know this person.
"Miss is also a member of the team that is cooperating with us this time," the elder looked at Meng Fu's calm expression and nodded slightly in his heart, somewhat like an heir, "Take a look at the medicinal materials we have this time."
The person from the Perfume Association looked down at the paper when he heard this. He was from the purchasing department, so naturally he also knew about perfume making and was also training new people.
The elder gave him a piece of paper with names of herbs that were familiar to him, but some were unfamiliar. When he saw the name behind the first spice, the man said "Huh" softly, then looked up and asked in surprise, "You analyzed the impurities as well?"
The Great Elder didn't understand, and then looked at Ren Qing.
Ren Qing turned directly to Meng Fu.
Meng Fu sat on the reception chair. Seeing everyone looking at her, she stood up and spoke slowly: "I think you should have seen that we have analyzed the magazines inside. These will reduce the losses of you students by 50%, so we ask you to give up one point in this contract."
Before they even finalized the supplier, Meng Fu directly made her request.
The director of the purchasing department of the Incense Association was originally talking to Meng Fu in a joking manner.
Hearing Meng Fu's words, he finally calmed down. Meng Fu's words showed that she was no layman: "I didn't expect Miss Meng to know so much about the industry."
Meng Fu looked at him, not hurriedly, and said in a very reasonable manner: "Someone in my family is engaged in the medicinal materials industry."
"We can talk about the percentage point again," the head of the purchasing department no longer looked down on Meng Fu and raised his hand directly, "Ms. Meng, let's find a place to talk properly."
The Great Elder looked at the two of them and took them directly to the meeting room.
An hour later, Ren Qing's studio finally signed this year's order, but still reduced the price by ten percentage points.
The Fragrance Association is the only large-scale special spice production base in the country. The annual quota of high-end spices they produce is limited, but each family has many people, and the Fragrance Association also has many students. The spices produced by these students are low-grade and have a low success rate, but it is better than nothing.
So a balance was reached between them. Each family would provide materials for them to make special spices every year. All the special spices were made by the students, and the share was 50-50.
As a result, students can get more opportunities to refine spices, and each family can also get these spices, so it is not a loss.
The Fragrance Association splits the profits 50-50 for each family. The contract signed with Meng Fu this time is 60-40, with the Ren family getting 60 and the Fragrance Association getting 40-50.
This was the first time that the Fragrance Association gave in to the Beijing family.
After the people from the purchasing department of the Incense Association left, Ren Qing and Xiao Li still looked confused.
Every year, the Ren family cooperates with the Incense Association and splits the profits 50-50. There is no profit to be made from it because all the spices have to go through the Elders' Department, so this job falls to Ren Qing.
Ren Qing originally thought that there was no room for recovery in this matter. With such a big mess happening, their department would be wiped out by the elders.
Who knew things would take such an unexpected turn.
This time we directly talked about the 60:40 split?
The Great Elder also came back to his senses. He looked at Meng Fu and said, "Miss, I will give half of the extra tenth to your department."
"Thank you." Meng Fu handed the contract to the elder.
Then he said goodbye to him and left with Ren Qing and others.
The Great Elder sent Meng Fu out the door. He looked at her leaving figure and thought for a moment, "This Miss Meng is not simple. This battle for the succession is more exciting than I thought."
I originally thought that without Ren Weigan, this competition would be dull.
Unexpectedly, Meng Fu gave him a surprise.
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Xiao Zhao, who worked in Meng Fu's office, was arrested the next day.
He took the information abroad, and when he came back, before Ren Qing even met him, he heard that Xiao Zhao was in the Security Bureau.
"Why is he in the Security Bureau?" Xiao Li now admired Meng Fu from the bottom of his heart. After Meng Fu came, Ren Qing gave the office to her, and she was counting all the projects in their studio.
Ren Qing sat outside, and his confidence was restored. Their studio was an unremarkable office outside the Ren family's house.
It is far behind Lin Wenji's office, which is not far from the Elders' Pavilion.
At the moment, he felt that this time it seemed to be a blessing in disguise for him, and the distance between his office and the Elders' Pavilion was getting closer and closer.
Hearing Xiao Li's words, he lowered his voice and said, "I don't know, but it's definitely right to follow the young lady."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Li also nodded.
Inside the office, Meng Fu looked at the things listed from top to bottom. Ren Qing only handled trivial matters. He did everything and was basically just running errands.
No wonder the studio is still just a small bungalow with three rooms, which cannot be compared with Lin Wenji’s three-story building.
She opened her phone and took a look at the file Su Cheng sent her.
The heirs compete on their abilities in a short period of time, and want to make the studio as big as possible. This requires going to the family to receive tasks, or actively looking for opportunities.
These all require money or their ground network points.
Seeing the "ground net", Meng Fu looked away expressionlessly, tapping his fingertips on the table, and asked Ren Qing to come in.
The cooperation project with the Incense Association has been completed, and the next task is next.
Ren Qing logged into the underground network account, which contained the Ren family's headquarters. Ren Qing's account ID was 325. "Miss, this account will be yours from now on. The password is eight asterisks."
It is also the code name of their studio.
Meng Fu wrote down the account and opened the account page.
ID:325
Points: 1180
Meng Fu had never seen an account with such low points. Even her Skynet account had a high score. These 1,180 points were awarded just for completing a mission for the Fragrance Association.
She shifted her gaze to look at the projects within the Ren family. From top to bottom, the reward points also went from high to low.
After taking a look, she found that the project with the highest score was a thermal weapons cooperation project. Meng Fu was not familiar with these projects, so she did not accept the project blindly. Instead, she asked Ren Qing to collect information about this task. The second one was a spice project, which Meng Fu accepted directly.
Ren Qing took note of what Meng Fu said and prepared to check the hot weapons later: "Miss, I just went outside to make an appointment with the people from the Incense Association, and saw Lin Wenji. They were choosing gifts at the Incense Association, and they were very expensive medicinal materials."
Lin Wenji is now Ren Weiyi's person, and this very precious medicinal material must be prepared for Ren Weiyi.
Meng Fu clicked on the spice project and took a look, then said "hmm".
"The eldest lady and her family don't have anyone who can make perfume. I think this gift must be prepared for Mr. Duan. The eldest lady has been trying to win him over for a long time." Ren Qing thought for a while, "I'll help you prepare a gift..."
After thinking about it, Ren Qing fell silent again.
With more than a thousand points, they can't do anything. Lin Wen and his friends have a hundred times more points than them.
"Mr. Duan?" Meng Fu closed the page and memorized the key words.
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