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Chapter 045 The instrument is in hand

The sky was a little gloomy and it became completely dark just after 5 o'clock.

The TV of the tea restaurant played: "A weather report was broadcast. The Donghai Provincial Meteorological Department issued an orange rainstorm warning at 3 pm. It is expected that within 24 hours, the rainfall in some areas will reach 150 to 250 mm, and some will be accompanied by thunderstorms. The cities affected by the heavy rain include Yunyang and Xinfu..."

Wen Qian also hung up the phone and put his attention back to the negotiations in front of him.

A middle-aged man in a stand-up collar suit sat opposite him, with a slight eye bag and a smile on his face.

Tadao Ando is an experienced businessman. From the beginning of this century, he came to the mainland of China from Japan to make a living. With his clever mind and skillful means, he lived in China like a fish in water. In less than ten years, he had accumulated a considerable fortune.

He started from scratch from a standard, from a poor and young man in Japanese society to a big boss who is now very rich, and still retains the passionate temperament he had when he first worked hard. He still likes to do whatever he wants, rather than leave it to his subordinates.

First, he firmly believes in his ability, and second, his educational level is not very high. He graduated from Yokosuka Sanli High School and has not learned management knowledge in college. He is still a little helpless in business management.

He looked at the young Chinese man in front of him and compared it with his son Andeng Guangmao. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he always felt a sense of shame.

Through chatting, he learned that this young man named Wen Qianyi was the purchasing manager of Som Precision Instruments Company.

At first he thought he was a relationship householder, but with in-depth exchanges, he gradually discovered that Wen Qianyi's conversation and knowledge were not comparable to ordinary people.

This temperament is a bit like a professor in a Japanese university? But it's too young.

Tadao Ando pulled his thoughts back here from memory.

He said: "Mr. Wen, the batch of instruments you ordered will take as long as half a month to deliver. After all, these need to be transported from Japan by sea ship, and you also have to pass the customs security check level. Half a month is not long."

This is the truth.

Wen Qian also used physiological indicators such as Tadao Ando's pupil convergence, respiratory rate, and heartbeat speed perceived through the desktop, which can be determined whether this Japanese businessman was lying.

If a person knows too much, he will find that it is difficult to lie.

Tadao Ando did not have any bad ideas, nor did he want to make more money from Wen Qianyi, a young man who looked like he was not old last year. His idea was very simple. After all, he was a Japanese, so it would be better to be low-key in China and do business safely.

Especially in this Donghai Province, where the Japanese are in a serious mood, he doesn't want to be involved in trouble for no reason.

Damn right wing*******.

The Japanese man cursed in his heart. If the Japanese government had not made some minor actions last month that angered China, and once again put the history of China and Japan on the surface, his business would not have been so difficult. Even such a small business worth hundreds of thousands of yuan would have to be negotiated in person.

Wen Qian also spoke standard Kansai Japanese. Compared with the standard accent, this dialect seems to be refreshing and friendly to the Japanese, just like Northeast dialect in the eyes of Chinese people.

He said: "All these are acceptable, but there is a condition that I hope you can agree. I need your company to provide door-to-door delivery service. It is understood that your company has a logistics network you built locally in Donghai Province, which is very impressive."

"Of course! Where is the delivery location?" Tadao Ando smiled slightly. He always accepted this kind of praise that was obviously a highly educated talent and felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Fengjing City."

Tadao Ando nodded and said, "This is easy to say. I have a warehouse in the suburbs of Fengjing. When the instruments come from Japan, I will send someone to notify you immediately. It will be up to you whether we will deliver the goods or your company will pick them up."

“Happy cooperation.”

Check the terms, sign the contract, get up and shake hands.

After saying goodbye to Tadao Ando, ​​Wen Qianyi first found a bathroom and washed the makeup on her face.

In the mirror, he seemed to have been imposed with magical magic of rejuvenation, and immediately changed from 26 or 27 to 18 or 19 years old. The application knowledge of visual design in the guiding theory can be said to be the most magical makeup technique in the world.

In order to avoid trouble, Wen Qian also used some simple cosmetics to disguise himself as a more mature look.

"WDS spectrometer, electromagnetic generator...and radio frequency collars of signal towers?"

He looked at the purchase list of the series of second-hand goods in his hand, and he really couldn't imagine what SOM17 would assemble.

When I walked out of the building, strong winds began to blow outside, dark clouds turned slightly red, and a heavy rain was approaching.

Wen Qianyi took a taxi to the house that Liu Ning rented for him in the industrial park.

70 square meters, clean water decoration, two bedrooms and one living room structure. There are eleven ST181-D2X servers, as well as network professional equipment such as hubs and switches. Broadband is a 50M enterprise broadband that comes from the base station alone. The upstream and downstream speed is the same, and the stability is not a little stronger than that of household broadband.

The plot deduction program of the Orange Maker has been transferred to the main server by him. He used this time to improve and optimize the program. Although he still couldn't understand the core algorithm designed by SOM17, it is still more than enough to do some repair work with Wen Qianyi's current technical level.

During this period, SOM17 rarely communicated with Wen Qianyi and remained dormant most of the time.

This fully demonstrates the trust of aliens in monkeys.

Wen Qianyi was too lazy to refute this slightly sarcastic statement. He roughly understood the character of SOM17 and could not use human thinking to guess its ideas.

Wen Qianyi and Liu Ning went to the telecommunications company to inspect broadband, and met Liu Ning's old classmate.

Bian Zengxin looked at the words in the legal representative column on the contract and said in surprise: "Oh, I haven't seen you for a few years and have you ever been in the leader? General Manager of Som Precision Instruments Company, tsk, it's really a good look."

His words were sour inside and out, and he was quite envious.

Liu Ning touched his head and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "Just live a life."

"You are enjoying your life, I am so busy. Why do I say that I am a graduate of 211 colleges? What are you now? I am a broadband! My academic performance is, what's the use of no matter how good my academic performance is?" Bian Zengxin shook his head and said to himself.

Liu Ning smiled and said, "I remember when I was in high school, you were the first in the class."

Bian Zengxin finally smiled. He waited for this sentence for a long time. Following this topic, he told Liu Ning some of his wonderful deeds in college, and he couldn't help but feel sad that he was useless.

"It will be officially opened in half a day. Mr. Liu, don't push me again at the next high school party, and I won't come to you any time I look for you."

Liu Ning put away the contract: "This is easy to say! Next time, you must. If there is a party, just call me and tell me. This is my phone number, 138..."

"Oh, five eight?" Bian Zengxin became even more sour.

"It was given by someone else." Liu Ning whispered, winking behind him.

Bian Zengxin understood it and looked at Wen Qianyi, who was sitting on the sofa, closing his eyes to rest, muttered: "I'm working for the second generation of rich people for a long time. I thought it was so arrogant..."
Chapter completed!
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