Chapter 72 5

Under the light, Wang Xiaosong sent Miyamoto away, and was sitting on the sofa reading Hao Mei's book, when there was a knock on the door... Following Wang Xiaosong's "Come in", the door was slowly pushed open a crack, and a head poked in—it was the "little boss" who had been beaten up by Wu Zhenqing. The door refused to open fully for a long time, Wang Xiaosong was puzzled: "Is it Dafu? If you want to enter, you can come in. What are you doing?" The little boss judged that there was no one else in the room, so he boldly flashed his body in. He bowed humbly and said, "You are Mr. Wang Xiaosong, right?" He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his hair was shiny, and he had a shiny tie clip pinned to his tie, like someone else.

Wang Xiaosong sized him up and searched his memory, but he couldn't think of such a person: "You are..." The little boss said: "You certainly don't know me, and it's the first time I've seen you, but I've heard of your name a long time ago. It's my honor to meet you today, and you're really personable and extraordinary!" Wang Xiaosong said nonchalantly, "You're joking. I'm not a celebrity, and I don't have any demeanor or extraordinary appearance. What do you want from me?" The little boss said: "We are comrades in arms! Can you allow me to sit down?"

Wang Xiaosong had no choice but to ask him to sit down, and asked politely: "Smoking? Or drink tea?" The little boss quickly said: "I smoke, I smoke." Wang Xiaosong respectfully offered him the cigarette, and he had already taken out his own cigarette. The little boss pressed the lighter and asked Wang Xiaosong to smoke it first before he smoked it himself.He crossed one leg over the other, and made close to Wang Xiaosong: "Back then, when the educated youth saw the educated youth, their eyes were full of tears; now, it is the educated youth who sees the educated youth, and their faces are full of joy. I don't know where to say the intimate words. Lenin Have you ever said that as long as you sing the Internationale, the proletarians of the world are all one family, brothers and sisters. As for our generation, as long as you mention your identity as an educated youth back then, it is like seeing the Eighth Route Army. To the Communist Party, right?"

Wang Xiaosong smiled socially.He didn't really like to see this eloquent unexpected visitor, but because of the relationship of "comrades in arms", he tried his best to maintain due politeness and courtesy. The little boss was still rambling on, without getting into the main topic: "As far as I know, you belong to the first division and the first regiment, right? I belong to the second regiment, and we are in the same division, so the relationship between us is closer than ordinary comrades-in-arms. Already, huh?" Wang Xiaosong could only silently apologize. "By the way, I'll bring you a meeting gift, you must do me a favor and accept it happily."

The little boss said that he took out two bundled bottles of wine from his schoolbag: "This is Sanbian wine. It's genuine. It's definitely not fake. It's a good thing. If all men drink it, they won't be weak." Wang Xiaosong interrupted him and said, "I'm sorry, what do I need to make up for?" The little boss said: "Hey, nowadays, wives don't object to giving this kind of wine to married men." He didn't care whether Wang Xiaosong was willing to accept it or not, so he got up and put the wine in the small refrigerator. Wang Xiaosong was very displeased: "I still don't know, what is your business with me?"

The little boss got serious and said, "I want to make a deal with you." Wang Xiaosong became more and more puzzled: "Make a deal with me? I'm not the boss." The little boss said slowly: "In your capacity, I guess you have no intention of refusing to know all about the economic situation of Xingbei Company. Or it can also be said to be the most valuable information for you." Wang Xiaosong studied the other party's face. The other party's eyes turned blue, Wang Xiaosong was thoughtful. The truth of the little boss was revealed: "How is it? What price do you offer?"

Wang Xiaosong said: "Then we have to see what you provided first." At this point, the two parties are no longer "you" and "you" to each other, but "you" and "you" are commensurate, and have entered the stage of naked transactions. The little boss said: "Okay, then I'll sift out some scraps for you first—Wu Zhenqing didn't go to Hong Kong." Wang Xiaosong was unexpected, but his expression remained calm. The little boss went on to say: "He is pampered in the reservoir sanatorium!" Wang Xiaosong suddenly smiled, and said according to the situation: "What kind of intelligence is this! I am just negotiating on behalf of the Japanese side, so I don't have privileges and restrict his personal freedom!"

The little boss was in a hurry: "But...but he doesn't know that he's 'spoofing' you!" Wang Xiaosong said: "I don't think so either. Because the postponement of the negotiation date was proposed by our side." The little boss couldn't hold back anymore: "Then, look at this! It's not worthless to the Japanese you represent, right?" He took out a document from the pocket and handed it to Wang Xiaosong with both hands. The cover of the document is printed—Xingbei Company's economic facts (internal top-secret material). When Wang Xiaosong wanted to pick it up, the little boss immediately withdrew his hands and patted the materials showing off: "Xingbei has 200 million assets, not fake, more than 200 million, and more than 400 million. But most of them are fixed assets. That is, those built by the company. Lou. As for the working capital, part of it is entangled in the triangular debt, which is constantly being cut and reorganized. At present, the company can control the current use, at most no more than tens of millions, and no more than hundreds of thousands of dollars. The kid surnamed Wu now seems to be nothing He wants to do something, but he doesn't know what to do. He has talked with various foreign businessmen several times, either he is interested in this city and has no conditions, or he is eager to make a final decision, and the foreign businessmen are not interested. The result is nothing. Why is he so focused on your Japanese company? Because if the negotiation fails this time, he will have to burn the boat and start a project with sole proprietorship. Then he will not enjoy the tax exemption policy. And he didn't have the courage and confidence for a while." He patted the material again, "If you have this in your hand, it means you have identified his pulse. When negotiating, how do you want to blackmail him? You can blackmail him however you want, and you won't be afraid that he won't obediently follow your wishes and board the cooperation ship as a last resort."

Wang Xiaosong pondered: "This...is a bit interesting." The little boss seemed displeased as if he had been scorned: "It's kind of interesting? What a big meaning!" Wang Xiaosong raised his head: "Speak up." The little boss stretched out five fingers: "Five thousand!...No, seven thousand!" Wang Xiaosong said, "Your offer is still cheap, but I only have US dollars." The little boss immediately said: "I don't ask you for RMB, I mean seven thousand dollars!" "This..." Seven thousand dollars is not a decimal.Wang Xiaosong stood up and walked around.

"I'm not used to bargaining." The little boss continued: "If you were abroad, who would sell you such important economic information as cheaply as I do?" Wang Xiaosong said: "Don't forget, this is not a foreign country, this is China. Besides, your so-called economic intelligence, which can provide some reference significance in the negotiation between our side and 'Xingbei', actually has no It's worth as much as you estimate yourself." The little boss said: "You are already a foreigner, don't be so picky like a Chinese." Wang Xiaosong said: "Foreigners are not all generous, but we Chinese are often desperate for face and spend a lot of money. I can't afford the amount you want..."

The little boss made a helpless look: "Seeing that we were all educated youths of the Corps, how about I drop five hundred, six thousand five?" Wang Xiaosong said happily: "I accept it!" He opened the safe, took out the money, counted it, and looked at the little boss to discuss and said: "I have to keep some for myself, so I can only give you three thousand and five first. For the remaining three thousand, let me give it to you in a day." The little boss also said cheerfully: "Well, that's fine too! Who said we are comrades-in-arms! I will come to pick it up in a day..." Wang Xiaosong handed him the money.The little boss snatched it impatiently and put it in his suit pocket. Wang Xiaosong said, "Don't you...don't order in person?" The little boss said: "Who is with whom, comrades can 'cut' comrades?" Wang Xiaosong said: "That's not necessarily...you don't come here to find me, you can make an appointment to meet me!" "At the restaurant on the second floor of the Swan Hotel, at seven o'clock in the evening, see you there." The little boss stood up and handed the documents to Wang Xiaosong: "It's better to do business with our buddies in the Great Northern Wilderness! 'The Great Northern Wilderness is so desolate, there are rabbits and wolves', when you sing this song, you say you saw the Great Northern Wilderness Dude Huang, why is it so...so kind of affection overflowing from the heart? Are you the same?" Wang Xiaosong responded indifferently: "Each to each other." The little boss wanted to shake hands to say goodbye, but Wang Xiaosong didn't shake hands with him, turned around to cover the safe lid, then turned around, said with his hands behind his back: "I understand, what you know is about the economic situation of 'Xingbei' , if you sell it to another foreign businessman who intends to cooperate with 'Xingbei', you will be responsible for the consequences. Since we have paid the money, it is equivalent to a one-time buyout. We want to exclusively own this material. This point You know the rules, right?" The little boss said: "I understand, I understand!" He left like a bumper harvest. Wang Xiaosong screwed the door plug to death, sat on the sofa, and flipped through the materials.After looking at it for a while, I shook my head: "Zhenqing, Zhenqing, there is something worrying about 'Xingbei'! As early as two years ago, when its real estate development was booming, you, the boss, You should think about what direction it should develop and what industry it should develop today two years later..."