There was always a steady stream of compliments, but receiving his praise was like eating something sweet. Panpan raised her red lips charmingly and smiled sweetly, "Thank you, Mr. Yang."
Then, he took a glass of red wine and handed it over, "Mr. Yang, why don't we have a drink first!"
The crystal red liquid was swaying in the crystal cup. Young Master Yang did not refuse, but just stared for a while before taking it. The red liquid held in his slender white fingers looked even more attractive, especially the silhouette in the dim light, such as
Demonic and charming.
Panpan watched Yang Shaoshang drink the red wine with a smile on his face, feeling happy and beautiful in his heart.
"Young Master Yang, I'll leave for a moment." Ou Min pulled the short-haired girl towards the inner room, one hand constantly touching her waist, a smile on her face, and a kind of impatient desire gradually rising in the ambiguity.
Mr. Yang shook the cup in his hand, and the liquid swayed slightly. Mr. Yuan wiped the sweat from his face and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, when can we sign our contract?"
Panpan's hands moved around his neck, and she leaned against him, staring at his beautiful side face in confusion, a little crazy.
She heard him say calmly, "Mr. Yuan has expressed his good intentions, so naturally I will not refuse this contract. However, I think there are some places that I still need to take a look at."
"well."
Mr. Yuan nodded, bowed, and took out a contract from his briefcase and handed it to Mr. Yang.
He took it and narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's too noisy here."
Mr. Yuan waved his hand, and the other girls retreated. The noisy voices gradually became quiet as the crowd retreated.
Panpan didn't understand those businesses, but what she knew was that she had to catch the man in front of her. No matter what, she would fly high. Especially when she knew that the so-called sister had found a rich and powerful man, she felt in her heart
Even more so with gritted teeth and hatred.
Whatever she can have, she must have it. Moreover, it will be many times better than her.
"Um......"
The woman's weak gasping sound came from the inner room faintly, accompanied by the man's heavy breathing.
"Mr. Yang."
Panpan blushed, a little shy and snuggled closer into Young Master's arms, her red lips imprinted on the black collar, turning into a dark red color.
Mr. Yang glanced at the woman in his arms, caressed her legs frivolously, and said softly: "What? Are you in a hurry?"
"Hate."
Panpan gently hit Young Master Yang on the chest, but the charming look in his eyes gradually became stronger.
"Mr. Yang, what do you think? This contract is still based on last year's requirements. We will make all the shooting products of Raymond Group perfect, don't worry." Mr. Yuan rubbed his hands with a full smile on his face.
As long as he can cooperate with the Raymond Group, it will be enough to maintain the company's operations and expenses for a year. Moreover, he had known that the one-year deadline for the photography company that cooperated with the Raymond Group was coming soon. The so-called shopping malls are like battlefields, and everything must be better than
Others take care of themselves.
Young Master Yang's love interest is well known in the business world, so he spent a lot of effort. However, fortunately, there are too many women who admire this man. No matter what, as long as he can successfully sign the contract.
"Mr. Yuan, if the price can be reduced by 40% as stated in the contract, I might consider it." Young Master Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at the fat man, and said calmly.
What an old fox. Do you think that he, Mr. Yang, only devotes his attention to women? This price is simply a big deal. The price in the original contract is 20% less than the original price. He can consider agreeing to it.
Now, he wants him to reduce it by 40%.
When Mr. Yuan heard this, he was dumbfounded, "Mr. Yang, this... this is 40% less. I really can't bear it. You also know that employees' wages have been doubled in recent years...
."
"Since Mr. Yuan doesn't agree, then forget it." Major General Yang threw the contract away casually and gracefully.
"No, that's not what I meant."
Mr. Yuan sighed inwardly. If he had known better, he should have carefully considered the price in the contract.
I always thought that Young Master Yang loved saving face, especially in front of women. It turned out that this young CEO was not what he thought. He actually cut off 40% of his salary as soon as he opened his mouth. It was really cruel.
Yang Shaoqing took a sip of the intoxicating and sweet red wine and squinted slightly, "Mr. Yuan, we are all in business. The price you raised is higher than the company I originally signed. This is the first. The second is me.
This is my first time working with you, and you are so open-mouthed. Is that too much?"
"Mr. Yang..." Mr. Yuan was about to speak, but the moans in the inner room started to sound again. He was a little embarrassed, coughed twice and continued: "Mr. Yang, you misunderstood. I'm not that one."
I mean, let’s do it. Mr. Yang, if you cut it by 20%, cut it by 20%.” Mr. Yuan stretched out two fingers of his left hand, and the meaning was clear.
"Mr. Yuan, I'm really sorry. If it weren't for the fact that your company does have this technical capability, do you think I would be here tonight?" His lips were close to Panpan's snow-white neck, and his eyes were blue and heavy.
Mr. Yuan.
Mr. Yuan looked at those eyes, which were blue and dark, and thought for a moment, "Then 30%? Just 30%?"
"What 30%?"
An unruly voice came from the inner room, followed by a handsome young man walking sexyly with his chest half open, his face always wearing a charming look. Whoever gets electrocuted deserves it!
"Master Ou..."
Mr. Yuan smiled and looked at Ou Min who was walking towards him.
"I thought you wouldn't be able to get out after you went in." Yang Shao said calmly, with a hint of joking in his voice.
Ou Min caressed his messy hair lazily, with waves in his eyes. He fell to the sofa, looked at Mr. Yang, and smiled: "Seeing that you are worried, I also want to come out and see how you solve it."
How are you doing?"
"You'd better take care of yourself!"
Major General Yang tilted the crystal cup in his hand forward, and the meaning was clear. Panpan immediately poured another red wine, her face was flushed and confused, and she didn't know whether it was because of the dim light or the alcohol she had just sipped.
Mr. Yuan looked at their conversation and seemed to have forgotten his serious business, and raised a flattering smile: "Mr. Yang, do you think we are... do you think 30% is OK? 30%?"
Young Master Yang continued to take a sip of red wine without answering.
Ou Min glanced at Mr. Yuan. Although he didn't really manage things in the mall, he still knew something about it. He smiled and said, "Mr. Yuan, you are too careless in this 30%."
Mr. Yuan sighed, worried about other cooperation, and nodded quickly: "Mr. Yang, let's follow the 40% you said." After saying this, his heart was already bleeding completely.
"Sign it."
When those two words came out, Mr. Yuan immediately felt relieved and handed over the contract and pen again.
The slender fingers danced with the pen, and the words "Mr. Yang" were written vigorously. Mr. Yuan smiled earnestly and said: "Mr. Yang's handwriting is really good, but I feel like a big boss."
"Mr. Yuan, how can you say that about yourself?" Panpan stood up, poured two glasses of wine, and handed one to Mr. Yuan. However, she kept looking at Young Master Yang and said with a smile: "Mr. Yuan, since you follow
Mr. Yang successfully signed the contract. It should be celebrated anyway, right?"
"Yes, Mr. Yang, I toast you to this drink..."
"No."
He stood up, glanced at Panpan, stretched out his hands to take her into his arms, and whispered ambiguously in her ear: "I will take you to a place, and I will ensure that you are as happy as a god."