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Song Zhichao gently placed the coffee cup he was holding on the table with his hands, then looked up and said to Ouyang Jing with a smile: "Build the plank road openly and secretly cross Chen Cang. It seems that you regard me as Zhang Liang and Han Xin. I am not that great."

Seeing that Song Zhichao was joking and calm, Ouyang Jing was a little surprised. Did he guess wrong?

"Mr. Song, let's not be suspicious of each other. Since you are willing to come to me, you can respect me. If you still don't want to reveal your true intentions, then how can I work for you with peace of mind?

Who is Song Zhichao? Of course, he wouldn't listen to this one-sided statement and immediately smiled and said, "Then we will make it clear, how much does it cost to sign my company?"

Ouyang Jing was stunned and said, "What does it mean?"

"What does it mean? Of course I want to sign you and start trading."

"Can you take it out ten million?" Ouyang Jing sneered and threw out an amazing number.

The reason is that Song Zhichao will definitely give in after hearing this number. Unexpectedly, Song Zhichao smiled and said, "Are you sure that you can afford to pay for the next year with ten million?"

For the first time, Ouyang Jing felt that he was seen through or even manipulated, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Can you pay such a price?"

Song Zhichao raised his lips and smiled, "Is it ten million? Not much!"

Ouyang Jing: "What does it mean?"

"It means that I have decided to buy you for ten million, and to be precise, to sign you; how about it, are you surprised or surprised?"

Ouyang Jing looked stunned.

Even if he was beaten to death, he wouldn't believe it. Song Zhichao had such great courage. He just talked to him for a few words and dared to hire him for ten million.

So Ouyang Jing pinched his face with his fingers, and then asked Song Zhichao: "Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

Song Zhichao did not answer, but smiled and said, "You have said before that what businessmen pursue is interests; in my opinion, you are a talent, a talent that can bring me huge profits. So I hire you, it is just a driving force for interests, and you don't need to be grateful."

Ouyang Jing: “…”

"Do you know why my name is Ouyang Jing? I, Laodou, likes Jin Yong's martial arts novels, likes "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", likes the male protagonist Guo Jing, and also likes the villain Ouyang Ke. We also happen to have a more surname Ouyang, so when I was born, my father gave a very special name - Ouyang Jing. This name is a mixture of Ouyang Ke and Guo Jing."

"In your opinion, is a mixture of a bad person and a good person a bad person or a good person?" Ouyang Jing asked Song Zhichao with a smile.

Song Zhichao didn't know how to answer.

Ouyang Jing said again: "Actually, I knew this problem when I was very young. In life, don't be too Ouyang Ke, and in doing things, don't be too Guo Jing. Ouyang Ke is too infatuated, Guo Jing is too loyal and righteous, but what the world despises the most is infatuation and loyalty."

"The current society is a utilitarian society. I am not Ouyang Ke, nor Guo Jing, but I am Ouyang Jing. I am alone. For my parents, I have been selling myself for three years. Now, I have to decide my own destiny!" Facing Song Zhichao, Ouyang Jing said confidently.

Song Zhichao laughed, "After talking so much, it's just a word of money. So, what do you want?"

Ouyang Jing smiled: "Simple, hire me and I will help you. The basic salary is one million a year. If you make money, three percent of the profit will be mine!"

It can be said that the conditions offered by Ouyang Jing are much sharper than the "10 million" that Song Zhichao just made - the three percent profit sharing may be several ten million - of course, the prerequisite is that Song Zhichao's profit will exceed hundreds of millions. If Song Zhichao makes 300 million, then Ouyang Jing can get 9 million, and if Song Zhichao makes 1 billion, then Ouyang Jing can get 30 million!

For Ouyang Jing, he will never suffer a loss. Don’t forget that he still has a minimum salary of one million a year. In this era, one million is not a small amount. Of course, on the other hand, since Ouyang Jing dares to put forward such conditions, it also shows his confidence in his ability to trade. Only confident people will give up the fixed remuneration and choose this risky share.

At this moment, facing Ouyang Jing's "Lion Big Speak", Song Zhichao seemed very calm. He glanced at Ouyang Jing with a greedy and decisive look on his face, and then said, "I have never doubted that greed is a disease. However, this disease is a chronic disease for others; but for talents like you, it is a motivation! A basic salary of one million and a pure profit share of three percent, I will satisfy you. What I want you to know is that you must obey my orders - you also said that you are a general, not a thousand-mile horse, so you can show your general's true nature, help me command the team, and win the final victory - victory is not just luck, telling you that there are irreplaceable skills!"

Faced with Chen Bufan's words, Ouyang Jing was speechless.

In fact, from the beginning, Ouyang Jing felt that he had been able to take Song Zhichao, and he did not regard Song Zhichao as a person who could manipulate him. However, as he slowly came into contact, Ouyang Jing realized what it means to "ambition is not to be old" and what it means to "a person cannot behave like a person."

Finally, Song Zhichao left his business card with his phone number and the specific address of his company - handed over the business card to Ouyang Jing and said the last sentence: "Tomorrow, I hope to see you appear in my company!"

Ouyang Jing rebelliously bounced the business card that Song Zhichao gave him and smiled.

...

After leaving the training center, Song Zhichao went downstairs and saw Liu Luanxiong waiting for him in the car with great confidence.

Song Zhichao was not polite, so he opened the door and got into the car.

Liu Luanxiong was smoking in the car. When he saw Song Zhichao getting in, he turned his head and looked at Song Zhichao, as if he was guessing how he was talking to Ouyang Jing.

Unfortunately, he couldn't tell Song Zhichao's expression.

Sometimes Liu Luanxiong doubted whether Song Zhichao had a mask and had a better ability to act in the event than those of them.

"How is it, A Chao, how did you talk to Ouyang Jing? Is he a bad temper? I have said that if you can tolerate such a person with arrogance, then that is amazing!"

Song Zhichao did not answer immediately, but took out a cigarette from his pocket and touched his lighter before remembering that the lighter might have been forgotten in Ouyang Jing's office, so he said to Liu Luanxiong: "Borrow a fire."

Liu Luanxiong was too lazy to take out his lighter and handed his cigarette butt to Song Zhichao directly.

Song Zhichao didn't dislike it either. He lit the cigarette butt, then returned the cigarette butt to Liu Luanxiong, and said, "You are right. Ouyang Jing is a talent. I have already negotiated with him. The annual salary is one million and the profit sharing of the takeout is 10%."

"What?" Liu Luanxiong widened his eyes and stared at Song Zhichao: "That boy, the lion, dare you agree? Do you know that the most expensive trader in Hong Kong only has a basic salary of 800,000 yuan, and a 2% share of the takeout!" The tone was clearly saying, Song Zhichao, you have been cheated.

Song Zhichao smiled slightly, opened the window, and spat a cigarette outside and said, "You also said that he is a Hong Kong trader, but Ouyang Jing is from Wall Street!"

Liu Luanxiong moved his mouth and said nothing.

In his opinion, Song Zhichao was cheated this time.

But he didn't know how comfortable Song Zhichao was smoking a cigarette at this moment.

What a pity to give up that little profit?
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