"Your Majesty the King, our family is willing to show enough sincerity to cooperate with you for a win-win situation!" Joey said first.
"Joy, sincerity is not just a matter of words, it should also be shown in actions." Barbaro said with a smile.
"To show our sincerity, we are willing to spend three billion US dollars to expand your army for His Majesty the King." Joey said.
"Your family plunders more than three billion US dollars in resources from our country every year. Your so-called sincerity is really bad." Barbaro shook his head expressionlessly.
"That's right, Joey, since you are sincere, you must satisfy our King. Your Majesty, I would like to promise you on behalf of myself and the chaebol behind me that as long as you agree to hand over the energy development project and mineral development project to us, we will
I am willing to give you a 30% profit share every year!" Evans said with a smile.
"Evans, are you crazy!" Joey looked at Evans in shock and shouted.
For a long time, Western countries have directly paid money to African kings when cooperating with African kings, and never shared profits. This has almost become a consensus. However, I did not expect that Evans would break the consensus as soon as he came up. This posture was obviously to fight with them.
The family is done to the end.
"Do you think I'm crazy? I think that based on His Majesty's achievements, he is definitely worthy of this 30% profit sharing!" Evans said to Barbaro with a smile.
"Hahaha, you can talk." Barbaro said.
"I'm just telling the truth, Your Majesty," Evans said.
"Your Majesty the King, we just want to get back the property that originally belonged to us, and we are willing to pay more money to you!" Joey said.
"I have said before, everything in this country belongs to me, and nothing is your property." Babarro said.
"That's true, but Your Majesty the King, our initial investment in these industries is huge. If you take it away like this, it will probably have a huge adverse impact on your country's international image..." Joey said
.
"What international image? Is it what your Western countries think of our African countries? We don't care at all." Babarro said.
"Your Majesty the King..." Joey wanted to say something else, but was interrupted arbitrarily by Barbaro.
"What I need now is benefits. Whoever of you gives me more benefits, I will do business with him. Joey, if you can't give me enough benefits, then let someone who can give me enough benefits come!"
Barbaro said.
"This...I, I will try my best to satisfy you, His Majesty the King." Joey said with an ugly face.
"Humph..." Barbaro snorted coldly.
Ten minutes later, Joey walked out of the office with an ugly face.
In the ten minutes of negotiation just now, he did not get the results he wanted. Barbaro was just like a profiteer. No matter how many benefits he offered, Barbaro would use Evans to force him to give more.
Too much, it's like a bottomless pit.
He had previously thought that Evans might have been called by Barbaro to drive up the price, but he never expected that Barbaro would go so far.
"Master, do you want me to come?" a subordinate asked in a low voice.
"No need for now, you first contact the major media, expose Barbaro's unreasonable seizure of our industry, form public opinion first, and see if Barbaro can restrain himself." Joey said.
"yes!"
On the other side, in Barbaro's office.
"This Joey is really beyond our expectations. I expected that he would ask Barton to come over immediately after being frightened by you, but it turned out not to be the case. And although he is still scared today, he still
I dare to bargain with you, I have a not simple mind, Barton really gave birth to a good son." Evans said while sitting on the chair with his legs crossed.
His attitude at this time was completely different from when Joey was here. He no longer used honorifics towards Barbaro, just like when he was facing an ordinary person.
"If Barton doesn't come, it will be difficult to implement our plan." Barbaro said with a frown.
"So we must find a way to get Patton to come to this country as soon as possible... and then continue to put pressure on Joey. When he can't withstand the pressure we put on him, he will have no choice but to let Patton come," Evans said.
"What if Barton doesn't come?" Pabarro asked.
"Then we can only use force... His son is in our hands, we are not afraid that he will not come!" Evans said with a cold look in his eyes.
"I heard that Joey is Lin Zhiming's friend..." Babarro looked worried.
"We have been fighting with Lin Zhiming for so long, when were we ever afraid of him?" Evans had a joking look on his face.
"Indeed." Barbaro smiled and nodded.
"Lin Zhiming is very strong. No one or any country in this world can stop him. But because of this, the restrictions he faces are getting bigger. Now the whole world is working on making him a global idol. In this way
Under such circumstances, every move he makes will be magnified. No matter what you do, as long as you are the king of this country, it is impossible for him to do anything to you. Once he does something to you, it means that so many countries will treat him.
The packaging will completely fail, which is a loss that no country can afford, but for us, this is also a good result." Evans said with a smile.
"So no matter what, we will be the winners!" Barbaro said with a smile.
"Yes." Evans nodded, stood up and said, "I'm leaving first."
"Walk slowly," Barbaro said.
"All for the Tree of Life." Evans said, raising his hand to caress his chest.
"All for the Tree of Life!" Barbaro actually followed Evans's actions and said the same words.
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On the other side, Strait City.
"How's things going with Joey?" Barton asked his secretary.
"According to the news from Master Joey, negotiations are currently underway. Master Joey wants you not to worry, the negotiations have made substantial progress," the secretary said.
"Is this really true?" Barton asked with a frown.
"I have specifically contacted the people around the young master, and they also said that the young master has negotiated with Barbaro, but I don't know what the specific result will be," the secretary said.
"Let someone inquire about the situation, and tell Joey that there is no need to find out a result. His role is to pave the way, as long as the road is paved!" Barton said.
"Yes!" The secretary nodded.
"Joy...you really opened my eyes a bit." Barton murmured to himself with a smile.
The next day, Zhuang Ziyan woke up from the cold.
It was winter, and Zhuang Ziyan huddled on the sofa and slept all night, with only a thin quilt covering her body.
Zhuang Ziyan rubbed her head. She still had a headache from drinking too much wine last night.
The cry of swallows came from outside the window.
Zhuang Ziyan picked up her phone and took a look at it, and found that it was only half past seven.
"I really shouldn't drink so much." Zhuang Ziyan sighed.
Her drinking capacity is not good, and she drank very quickly last night, so she got drunk in a short time.
She drank too much, but she didn't lose her memory, so she knew everything that happened last night.
When she thought of what Lin Zhiming did to her in the car, her face turned red uncontrollably.
"You actually did that to me while I was drunk. You are such a pervert. No wonder you married two at once." Zhuang Ziyan said angrily.
However, although she was annoyed in her heart, Zhuang Ziyan also felt an indescribable sense of excitement, a feeling that had never appeared in her life for more than 20 years.
The more Zhuang Ziyan thought about it, the redder she blushed. She felt very guilty. She was obviously taken advantage of by the man, but she still felt irritated. This was not what a womanly woman should feel.
So, Zhuang Ziyan took off her clothes and walked into the bathroom to take a bath to calm herself down a little.
After she came out of the shower and washed the dishes, Zhuang Ziyan saw the screen of her mobile phone light up.
She walked to the table, picked up her phone and took a look, and found that it was a text message from Lin Zhiming.
"I'm going back at noon. Let's have dinner together and call your husband."
The content of the text message was very simple, just a text message about a dinner date.
But what surprised Zhuang Ziyan was why Lin Zhiming asked her to date her husband.
"He may not be available," Zhuang Ziyan said.
"He will be free. Tell him that Mr. W is here," Lin Zhiming said.
"Who is Mr. W?" Zhuang Ziyan asked doubtfully.
"It's a friend, just tell him." Lin Zhiming said.
"Then let me ask." Zhuang Ziyan put down her phone and walked out of her room after replying.
In the living room, Xia Jianming is reading the newspaper.
"Lin Zhiming made an appointment for dinner at noon," Zhuang Ziyan said.
"Well... just go." Xia Jianming said.
"He also asked you to go with him." Zhuang Ziyan said.
"Invite me?" Xia Jianming looked at Zhuang Ziyan in confusion and asked, "I'm not familiar with him, why did he ask me out?"
"He said a Mr. W was also here," Zhuang Ziyan said.
Hearing this, Xia Jianming's hands trembled slightly, then he looked at Zhuang Ziyan pretending to be calm and said, "Mr. W?"
"Yes, is this your friend?" Zhuang Ziyan asked curiously.
"Hmm... Okay then, let's have dinner together at noon. Where?" Xia Jianming asked.
"I don't know either. Let's go back and wait for him to send the location. I'll go to school first." Zhuang Ziyan said, turned around and walked out of the room.
Xia Jianming sat on a chair, his face uncertain.
At noon, we were in a private restaurant not far from Zhuang Mo's house.
Xia Jianming and Zhuang Ziyan appeared together in Lin Zhi's destined private room.
"You two arrived on time, please take a seat." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"Just you? Where's Mr. W?" Zhuang Ziyan asked curiously.
"He suddenly had something to do and couldn't come, but it doesn't matter, we can just eat. Waiter, serve the food." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
Xia Jianming sat on the chair, looked at Lin Zhiming with a somewhat panicked expression and said, "How do you know Mr. W?"
"I know a senior editor of the Beijing News, and that person knows Mr. W." Lin Zhiming said.
Xia Jianming's face tightened, and a look of panic flashed in his eyes.