As the most capable assistant around Song Zhichao, Bi Wenfeng can be said to be Song Zhichao's right-hand man - Song Zhichao's many big businesses are indispensable for the appearance of this lawyer.

This time, the same is true.

Facing the business card handed over by Bi Wenfeng, Akio Morita was still a little confused. He never expected that Song Zhichao would be so accurate in his calculations - even the lawyer was ready, needless to say, the conditions discussed just now must have prepared the contract.

Sure enough, after handing over the business card, Bi Wenfeng took out a document from the briefcase he was holding casually and handed it to Akio Morita and said, "Hello, Mr. Morita, this is the document I have prepared according to what Mr. Song said. You can take a look first - if there is no problem, you can sign the contract at any time!"

Akio Morita looked at Bi Wenfeng with a blank expression and said to Song Zhichao on the other end of the phone: "You have calculated quite accurately." With a snap, he hung up the phone.

Then Akio Morita took the documents handed over by Bi Wenfeng and said, "It's too noisy here, let's go there to sign a contract!" After that, he walked straight towards a quiet corner.

He even forgot that he was still waiting for him and wanted to get political donations.

Bill was embarrassed and ignored.

It’s not a big deal that Akio Morita is the main reason why the problems he faces at this time are too serious, so how can he have the skills to do with Bill, the American politician Zhou Xuan?

Just when Bill was embarrassed, "Hello, let me know. My name is Bi Wenfeng, and my boss is Song Zhichao. He really wants to meet you-if you have a chance." Bi Wenfeng handed Bill Clindu a business card.

Bill Clinton: “…”

My mind was still turning around for a moment. Who is Song Zhichao? Why did he meet me?

"Sorry, I want to sign a business worth 3 billion US dollars on behalf of our boss - losing my companion!" Bi Wenfeng apologized politely, left with a stern face.

Bill Clinton: “…”

Three billion US dollars?

He didn't know who Song Zhichao was, but he knew what astronomical figures were three billion US dollars.

Suddenly, Bill waved to Bi Wenfeng enthusiastically and said, "Oh, my dear friend, I'm very happy to meet your boss - if you can, you can meet tomorrow!"

"Oh God, it's so cool!" Bill, who felt the situation turned around, happily kissed the business card in his hand.

...

Akio Morita was a very cautious person, not to mention that this matter was related to Sony's future and his majesty. So, at the first time, Akio Morita called and called the lawyers under his command over.

Lawyers against lawyers, this is the real war.

Immediately, Bi Wenfeng opened a "verbal battle" with more than a dozen lawyers on the other side - and began the drama of "verbal battles against all the scholars".

In fact, since Bi Wenfeng was responsible for drafting this contract, Bi Wenfeng has listed all possible situations, loopholes that may be found in the contract, as well as details that the other party may attack. He joined forces with the Wanda Think Tank he controlled to do all of them to work hard and gave the best solution.

In other words, although there are many people in the Moritian area, Bi Wenfeng is prepared - to be precise, Bi Wenfeng has already controlled the overall situation, and no matter how many people jump, they cannot escape from his Five Fingers Mountain.

"This clause is not allowed, Sony is at a disadvantage!"

"It's not Sony's loss, it's our Wanda's loss. According to the international patent regulations..."

"There are loopholes in this detail, and we will never agree."

"That's not a loophole, it's a negotiation detail we deliberately set up - now, let's discuss it!"

"3 billion US dollars need to be paid in one lump sum? This is simply a king contract!"

"No, this is not a tycoon contract. On the contrary, if you don't pay in one lump sum, then you have to calculate the interest, which will not be a simple $3 billion!"

Dry mouth and tongue.

Dry tongue and mouth.

Bi Wenfeng spoke sharply and did not move at all when facing these lawyers.

The lawyers were a little irritated. They were originally crowded and powerful, but now they had a reverse effect - they were talking nonsense, making their heads buzz and their eyes blurred, and they didn't know what to say.

In contrast, because he was alone, Bi Wenfeng was well organized and quick-witted, and directly suppressed these people.

Finally, the lawyers who were summoned by Morita to find fault shut up because there was nothing to say in front of him.

Akio Morita looked at it carefully and couldn't help but sigh, "Talent!" Unexpectedly, there was such a talent under Song Zhichao.

With a wave of your hand, you don’t have to say anything - sign the contract!

...

Asia, Thailand waters—

When Song Zhichao received a call from Bi Wenfeng, he was enjoying Thai food in the cabin. Those foods were originally prepared by Katchao Kimura Nakao, but at this moment, Kimura Nakao became a Kimura bear that was being held three inches away. He could only watch from the side and didn't dare to speak casually, because not long ago, when Song Zhichao enjoyed Thai curry, he was slapped by Song Zhichao's tall bodyguard Kimura Kow - the scorching pain made him unforgettable for life.

Song Zhichao put down the phone, picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, kneaded the napkin into a ball, threw it into the garbage can, and then said to Kimura Nakao with a smile: "Come on, sit down, we will be friends from this moment on!"

Kimura Nakao: "..."

Don't dare to sit.

The main reason is that I was scared by Song Zhichao. I was slapped in the face just now, but now I have become friends again. Who would believe it?

Seeing that Kimura Nakao didn't dare to move, Song Zhichao stood up with a smile and reached out and pulled him down.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Kimura Nakao couldn't help but say angrily.

"Oh, I originally wanted you to sit down and eat something together, but it seems you are not hungry - so let's watch a show."

Kimura: "…"

Song Zhichao immediately clapped his hands, "Come in, Superintendent Pachart, it's time to share the money!"

...

Hurry!

One bag, two bags, three bags - a total of five bags, one bag costs 100,000 US dollars, and a total of 500,000 US dollars, all of which fell on the table, like a mountain of gold.

US dollars!

These are not Thai baht.

Facing so many US dollars, including Pachart, the Thai policemen, all their eyes were shining and they looked drooling.

For many of them, they may not see so much money in their lifetime - after all, Thailand is a small place, and many people are not very rich. Even if they are officials like Pachart, they are not as rich as they are, otherwise they would not have been bribed by Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao pointed to the money generously and said to Pachart and the others: "You deserve these, you are welcome! Please take them away!"

After all, Pachart was also a big shot. Seeing this, he hurriedly smiled flatteringly at Song Zhichao, "We actually did nothing. Since Mr. Song took care of us so much, you will come to Thailand in the future. As long as you need it, come to me!" He patted his chest and promised.

The others also shouted, "Yes, Superintendent Pachart is about to enter politics. At that time, maybe he will be the mayor of Bangkok. If you need it, Mr. Song, he will definitely help."

Song Zhichao also smiled, "Mayor of Bangkok?" He snapped his fingers and saw Jin Jiu bringing another wallet over.

Song Zhichao asked Jin Jiu to throw the bag to Pachart, pointed to the bag and said, "This is $100,000, which is my wish for you to succeed in running for mayor."

One hundred thousand dollars, a little bit of your heart?

Song Zhichao's generousness once again shocked the Thais. Even Kimura Nakao had to admit that Song Zhichao was definitely a "good friend" - he was too generous to take action.

In addition, Kimura finally understood what he lost - he couldn't even give away a watch worth tens of thousands of yuan, but he gave away a hundred thousand US dollars. In comparison, it would be strange if he was stingy and stingy.

Economy determines strength, and strength determines win or lose.

This principle is common everywhere.
Chapter completed!