But when is there a negotiating opponent who gets up and leaves because the other party's words make him uncomfortable?

Looking at Dong Chenxi dumbfounded, Masao Ono said, "This..."

Dong Chenxi blinked and looked embarrassed: "Mr. Ono, you probably don't know that the concept of Xiaonei.com was proposed by our boss. You have been belittling Xiaonei.com just now. He may not feel very comfortable."

When Masao Ono heard this, he immediately understood.

In his opinion, Zhao Fusheng's reaction should be the normal posture of most company founders, and they do not allow anyone to slander their hard work.

To put it bluntly, in the heart of every founder, the company he founded is equivalent to his own child, and no one can tolerate bad words.

"Miss Dong, please convey my apologies. I didn't mean to belittle Xiaonei." Masao Ono said to Dong Chenxi with a smile.

Dong Chenxi nodded, but said nothing. At this moment, she knew very well that it was best for her not to say anything.

"Miss Dong, SoftBank is very sincere about Xiaonei." Masao Ono looked at Dong Chenxi and said slowly, "I hope you can feel our sincerity and seriously consider my suggestion."

Dong Chenxi nodded: "Don't worry, we will seriously consider it."

At this point in the negotiation, it will naturally come to an end.

After personally sending Masao Ono and his party to the door, Dong Chenxi turned around and went back to her office.

"gone?"

Seeing Dong Chenxi come back, Zhao Fusheng put down the teacup in his hand and asked.

"Well, I explained that you are angry because you can't tolerate his words." Dong Chenxi nodded, and said helplessly to Zhao Fusheng: "You too, why were you so sudden when you left? If you didn't touch I don't know how to cooperate with you."

That's right, what Zhao Fusheng just left was intentional at all!

Even Dong Chenxi didn't realize Zhao Fusheng's intention. If Zhao Fusheng didn't touch Dong Chenxi on purpose when he got up, she wouldn't have reacted. Zhao Fusheng would end the negotiation in such a way.

"I can't leave." Zhao Fusheng smiled wryly: "Neither of us are his opponents. If we continue to talk, we will definitely be taken advantage of by others. Instead of doing this, it's better for me to just throw the table and leave."

There is no way to do it. After all, compared with an old fox like Masao Ono, both Zhao Fusheng himself and Dong Chenxi are too immature in terms of business negotiations.

"Yeah, that guy is really very experienced." Dong Chenxi was deeply impressed by Zhao Fusheng's opinion.

I have to admit that Masao Ono is really an old fox, the rhythm of the whole negotiation is very well controlled by him, neither he nor Zhao Fusheng can take advantage of the slightest bit, but he led him by the nose.

"But it's okay, he probably didn't expect that from the beginning to the end, we didn't intend to keep the school net in our hands." Zhao Fusheng laughed, this is his biggest hole card, and it is also a place that Masao Ono can't even think of. .

No one would have thought that Zhao Fusheng had never planned to keep the school net in his own hands from the beginning to the end.

"What is your psychological price?" After a moment of silence, Dong Chenxi asked Zhao Fusheng.

This is a very critical issue. In the final analysis, the negotiation is actually a game of interests between the two parties. Whether it is Zhao Fusheng or Ono Masao, in the final analysis, they are constantly testing each other's limits. Once the other party's limit is tested Ming, then according to the interests of one's own side, to give an appropriate price, this is the ultimate goal of the negotiation.

Of course, it is also possible that after testing, the two sides find that everyone’s interests cannot seek common ground while reserving differences, so they can only break up and look for new partners again.

"At least [-] million." Zhao Fusheng looked at Dong Chenxi and said slowly: "It would be best if it could be more."

Dong Chenxi was startled: "So many?"

With a slight smile, Zhao Fusheng tapped his hands on the table: "Do you believe it, if we offer 8000 million, maybe Masao Ono will sign with us today."

Dong Chenxi was silent. Before that, Han Bin paid out nearly 3000 million and got 20.00% of Wu's shares.According to this valuation, Zhao Fusheng's current price is really not high.

"Don't worry, he is the one who is worried now, not us." Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to Dong Chenxi.

Dong Chenxi nodded with a wry smile, and understood what Zhao Fusheng meant.

In fact, the biggest advantage of this matter lies in this. Masao Ono thought that in the future, he would not let Xiaonei go easily when investing in the future, but he didn't know that Zhao Fusheng's original plan was just to sell it for a price.

This cognitive difference is destined to make Masao Ono feel deflated.

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While Zhao Fusheng and Dong Chenxi were discussing the acquisition, Fan Baobao was having lunch.

Of course, not alone, but with several people.

"Aunt Zhou, thank you." Several young people sat together, and Fan Baobao said to a woman in her early fifties.

"You girl, you're the only one with a sweet mouth." Aunt Zhou's name is Zhou Qing. She is an old actor in Renyi. She has played supporting roles in many film and television dramas before. In addition, he has a good personality, and he gets along very well with Fan Baobao and the other young girls.

Fan Baobao, who played Sifeng in "Thunderstorm" before, learned from Zhou Qing, and the two can be regarded as both teachers and friends.

Zhou Qing treated guests today and brought Fan Baobao and the girls out for dinner.

"Yo, isn't this Miss Zhou?"

While eating, suddenly a surprised voice rang in the ears of several people...

Raising his head, Fan Baobao saw a jeweled woman standing not far away, with a young man and woman standing beside her.

As for Zhou Qing, the moment he saw this person, his face became ugly.

Before Zhou Qing could speak, the man had already walked over quickly: "Sister Zhou, it's really you, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

The visitor was very enthusiastic, but for some reason, Fan Baobao felt that Zhou Qing seemed very unhappy to see her.

"Huizhen, long time no see." Zhou Qing smiled awkwardly but politely, but the alienation could only be detected by an individual.

The woman called Huizhen was similar to Zhou Qingnji, she nodded with a smile when she heard this, "Isn't that right, I haven't seen each other for four or five years."

While talking, she greeted the young couple standing not far away: "Come on, Qiaoqiao, Zijun, come and meet your Aunt Zhou."

The young man and woman came over, the woman looked a little embarrassed, but the man was puzzled.

"Sister Zhou, this is Qiao Qiao's fiancé Zijun. They met in the United States and came back to get engaged this time. Let me tell you, Zijun is a top talent on Wall Street. He works for Citibank, which is better than your Zhijie's." That manga is much better, Zhijie is a good boy, but he just doesn’t do his job properly, you say a big boy who spends all day drawing at home, or that manga, what’s the use of it, how can a girl be willing to marry him... "

Every time the woman named Huizhen said a word, the expression on Zhou Qing's face became ugly.

"What's going on?" Fan Baobao was puzzled, a little strange.

At this time, someone from a colleague around me whispered, "Is this the girl?"

"That's right. I heard that she and Sister Zhou's family were old neighbors before. Sister Zhou's son has been with her since he was a child. They lived with her for seven years. In the end, this girl secretly got together with another man."

"seriously?"

"Of course it's true. Sister Zhou's brother-in-law is seriously ill because of this matter. The girl's family conditions are not good. At the beginning, Sister Zhou helped them a lot. Now it seems that she has made a fortune..."

Fan Baobao was stunned, he didn't expect that there were so many things in it.

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