The god-level son-in-law of the female president

Yao Hanyan laughed: "Yes, Harden, long live friendship! So if you mention Ziyoulan to me again, I'm afraid it's not good?"

Harden said with a dry smile, "You don't agree, it's just that the conditions are not favorable enough, otherwise you would hang up the phone. Since you still want to continue the negotiation, then you can state the conditions!"

Yao Hanyan said lightly: "It's convenient to talk to smart people. I can't disclose the prescription, but I can supply Ziyoulan products at the original price."

"Because according to the pricing of the cooperative company, the export price of Purple Youlan will be doubled. If I sell it to you at the original price, you can also reap the same profit."

"What's more, with Ziyoulan's popularity, you can sell it at four or five times the price. You've already made a lot of money."

Harden was silent for a while, nodded and said: "This idea is very good, let's talk about it for now, but I need you to provide a specific amount, how much goods can be delivered in a month."

Yao Hanyan smiled: "Harden, there's no need to play word games with me at this time. The supply depends on the monthly change. If Huaxia doesn't have enough to sell, how much will you give?"

If Yao Hanyan was careless today and agreed directly, then he would not be able to deliver the goods at that time, even if he breached the contract, he would have to pay a price.

Presumably Harden would not let go of this opportunity, disgusting Yao Hanyan.

Harden smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, I admit that you won, let's talk about the supply slowly, and I agree with your terms, so what are your terms?"

Yao Hanyan took a deep breath: "I want to be the general agent of Huaxia!"

Harden was stunned, and said embarrassingly: "But the current Liu has not made any mistakes, and he is very suitable for this position. I have no excuse to dismiss him..."

Yao Hanyan smiled and said: "Then it depends on the opinion of the board of directors. It's none of my business. My only condition is this."

Harden said helplessly: "Okay, I will try my best to meet your conditions. If the production capacity of Purple Orchid catches up, I hope you can supply it as soon as possible."

Yao Hanyan said: "No problem, happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation!"

After hanging up the phone, Yao Hanyan leaned back on the chair and took a long breath.

She waved her arms excitedly, apparently not as calm as her tone.

After so many years, the position of Ashima Huaxia's president finally waved to her!

But her ambitions obviously don't stop there.

"Harden, one day, you have to obediently give up your position to my old lady!"

Yao Hanyan's beautiful eyes were smiling, looking down on everything!

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Just as Ziyoulan's reputation continued to grow, a certain prison in the suburbs of Hangzhou seemed too quiet, as if there was no one in it.

Unlike other 16-person dormitory prisons, Bailishan is a life sentence and is held in the lowest basement room.

It is dark and humid here, without sunlight, and the site is very narrow, no more than ten square meters in total.

But in the room, there are wooden beds, faucets, desks, urinals, and eating and drinking are all handled in the room.

He has to work for a long time every day in exchange for meager wages, because there is no food in the prison, and if he wants to eat enough, he has to sweat.

Bailishan was wearing a striped and intertwined prison uniform. He had just finished working, and he was so tired that he didn't even want to wipe off his sweat. He leaned quietly against the head of the bed, his cloudy eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he had lost his soul.

He was only a few years older than Ye Huan, but he had thick white hair, many wrinkles on his face, and stubble all over his chin, looking haggard and haggard.

Years of hard work in prison had exhausted his potential early, and his body was not as healthy as that of a 40-year-old. Especially when it rained, his rheumatism broke out, and he was so painful that he couldn't even stand upright.

He thought of committing suicide several times, hastily ending his own life, but when he thought of his mother, wife, and that damned enemy who hadn't died yet, his heart was filled with resentment and unwillingness.

He always fantasizes that one day he can leave the prison in person, kill his enemies, regain his own glory, cure his mother's stubborn illness, give birth to a child with his wife, and live the rest of his life happily.

But this is too difficult, it is simply an impossible luxury, the enemy is too powerful, just fabricate a crime at will, and let him go to jail, or life imprisonment!

He fell into despair countless times, and even wanted to imitate the protagonist in the movie "The Shawshank Redemption", dig a tunnel, and escape from prison without anyone noticing!

But this is impossible. His room is mixed with reinforced concrete, separated by thick iron plates, and there are cameras on the walls, monitoring him day and night.

Even if there is any change in him, the prison guards will arrive immediately to stop him from any unconventional behavior, and it is impossible for anyone to help him now.

So if there is no accident, he can only be trapped in prison for life, die of illness, or die of old age, without any hope of regaining the light!

But he was not reconciled, he was going crazy, the torture made him sleepless, his eyes were blood red, like a lunatic!

"Sleep, sleep, everything will pass..." Baili Shan murmured, a sense of drowsiness hit him, he was really tired.

At this moment, there was a clicking sound from the iron door of the room, and it opened slowly with a "creak". A prison guard walked into the room indifferently and put handcuffs on him.

The prison guard said coldly: "No. 554, someone wants to see you, come out with me!"

Baili Shan stood up in astonishment, who will meet him?Could it be his wife?Or an old acquaintance?

But so what?Isn't it just adding to the sadness?

Bailishan sighed, hoping that the person who came was not his wife, he didn't want his wife to see him in a mess.

Follow the prison guards into a dimly lit interrogation room. After the door is opened, the prison guards go out. Bailishan is a little strange. How did he come to such a place?

A normal visit, isn't it to the window of the prison's interview room?Through the glass, talking on the phone, I can't even hug, I can only cry silently, there is nothing I can do.

Now the prison guard actually took him to a separate interrogation room. Could it be that some important person wants to see him?

Bailishan couldn't help feeling a little bit of anticipation. After the lights were turned on, when he saw the young man sitting opposite him clearly, his expression suddenly became dazed.

There are puzzlement, bewilderment, shock, but also doubt, surprise, and excitement.

"You, you are Ye Huan? It's unbelievable, you have changed so much!"

In his impression, Ye Huan's appearance is not so young and handsome, and his temperament is more like an ordinary person's restrained and reserved.

But now, Ye Huan is like a sharp sword out of its sheath, with sharp eyes and noble temperament, giving people a sense of sharpness that they dare not look directly at.

Ye Huan got up with a smile, and supported Baili Shan to sit down: "Brother Baili, we haven't seen each other for a long time, we must have a good get together."

Bailishan couldn't help being flattered to see that Ye Huan didn't discriminate or neglect him, but kindly helped him to sit down.