You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

As soon as Peng Lairui left, the noise in the living room became louder.

Seeing that there was no hope of renewing the contract with Larry, someone turned around to please Wan Chuan, and leaned over:

"Mr. Wan, the amount of goods allocated to our company by TK in previous years was very small. See if you can share our order. Your company can't handle such a large amount, can you?"

Someone used the words of compliments to say:

"Mr. Wan, is your company going all out to enter the high-end flower sales market?"

Wan Chuan either smiled or nodded, perfunctory.

Then, under the attention of everyone, he walked towards Sheng Mumu.

"President Sheng, I'm sorry."

Sheng Mumu raised her eyes and saw Wan Chuan smiling at her hypocritically.

Before she could speak, Wan Chuan said again: "Although Mr. Sheng, you won't be able to get TK's goods in the future, but there are so many rose gardens, you can't cooperate with TK, and there are other things."

"Boss Sheng shouldn't be angry because of today's incident, right?"

Sheng Mumu's heart was calm, and he even wanted to laugh.

Cheng Zhuo got impatient, and took a step forward, blocking Sheng Mumu with half of his body.

He was half a head taller than Wan Chuan, and asked in a restrained yet arrogant tone:

"Mr. Wan, it's early to open champagne at halftime, isn't it?"

Wan Chuan was stunned for a moment, not understanding Cheng Zhuo's meaning, "What?"

At this moment, the door of the living room was pushed open.

Peng Lairui hurried in, with a different expression on his face than before he left.

Peng Lairui quickly fixed his eyes on Wan Chuan, and came over to drag him aside.

Lower your voice:

"Mr. Wan, there are some changes in the things we talked about before, and there is no way to sign an exclusive contract with you."

"What?" Wan Chuan showed an expression of disbelief.

Without an exclusive contract, the supporting publicity plans and press releases would all be voided, resulting in huge losses.

Feeling guilty, Peng Lairui patted his arm and whispered:

"Although there is no exclusive, we will definitely supply TK's goods to you—"

"Didn't we all talk about it?" Wan Chuan shook his arm, expressing his dissatisfaction.

At this moment, everyone around had vaguely noticed that something was wrong.

Although they couldn't hear their conversation, but from the movements and expressions, it can be judged that there must be something tricky between the two of them.

Most likely a money exchange.

Peng Lairui recalled the conversation with TK Anthony just now, and his back was sweating faintly.

Now facing Wan Chuan again, he didn't get a good look, and his mood was even worse.

Too lazy to speak softly, I put on a straight face.

"Mr. Wan, who has negotiated with you? We are all businessmen, and we should understand a truth. If the contract is not signed for a day, it is not called a negotiated agreement."

"You!" Wan Chuan furrowed his eyebrows together in anger.

Peng Lairui has no time to think about Wan Chuan, and is still anxious about TK's phone call.

I thought it would be the news that he won the agency rights in Japan and South Korea.

Unexpectedly, not only the agency rights of Japan and South Korea are hopeless, but the existing agency rights are all suspended.

On the phone, Anthony asked him why he changed the supply contract to exclusive.

Hearing this, he was startled.

Could it be that the matter of accepting bribes privately was known?

Should not be ah.

That call was hung up by the other party, and he tried to call to explain again, but the other party refused to answer.

Before signing the contract with Wan Chuan, Peng Lairui just wanted to make amends in time.

He put Wan Chuan aside and glanced at the others present.

With a greasy smile again, he announced loudly:

"Bosses, the supply contract between Larry and everyone is still the same as last year, continue to renew!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a "wow" in the living room.

I don't know why, but I was overjoyed again.

Before the noise hits the ground.

A calm and oppressive voice came from far and near.

"It doesn't count if you say-"

Everyone followed the prestige and saw a handsome man with brown hair entering the living room.

The man is wearing a beige windbreaker, which is exquisitely tailored and has a crisp and tough shape, which sets off his dusty temperament even more outstandingly.

The tall and straight figure exudes a confident and powerful aura.

Someone recognized him and exclaimed in a low voice:

"Isn't this Mr. Cheng from the Equation Group? Why are you here?"

Someone responded: "The Equation Group? The Equation Group that is well-known on Wall Street?"

"Yes, I have read his interview reports, and I am actually more handsome and taller than in the interview."

Sheng Mumu's eyes almost went straight.

big...big guy?

No, it's not.

"Big brother?"

Cheng Zhuo raised his eyebrows at Sheng Mumu, and said with a smile:

"Sister, that's right, it's our eldest brother, isn't he handsome?"

While the siblings were communicating in low voices, Cheng Xin looked over.

He lowered his eyelids slightly towards them, and his expression softened for a moment.

He moved it away again, and returned to his calm appearance.

It seems to say hello, but it seems not to say hello.

Peng Lairui rolled his eyeballs and felt bad.

Oops.

The Equation Group is quite influential abroad, and even he has heard that TK is seeking to cooperate with the Equation Group recently.

President Cheng of the Equation Group suddenly appeared here today and said what he just said.

Why?

Before he could think about it, Peng Lairui stepped forward obsequiously, and stretched out his hand:

"Mr. Cheng, hello, it's the first time we meet, I'm—"

Cheng Xin frowned slightly, his gaze coldly glanced at Peng Lairui who was walking towards him.

Obvious displeasure.

With just one look, the blond foreign assistant next to him immediately understood, stepped forward, blocked Peng Lairui's hand that was about to reach out, and said:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng has a cleanliness habit and doesn't shake hands with strangers."

"Uh... ah..." Peng Lairui's outstretched hand stopped awkwardly in the air, slowly retracted, and smiled, "It's okay, it's okay..."

Everyone gradually recovered from the shock.

Discuss in twos and threes.

"What does Mr. Cheng mean by what he said just now? What does it mean 'it doesn't matter what Mr. Peng said'?"

"Are you talking about our contract renewal with TK?"

"No, no, you can't renew the contract, right?"

The most puzzled are Peng Lairui and Wan Chuan.

Wan Chuan looked at Cheng Xin vigilantly, thinking that the collapse of the exclusive contract must have something to do with Cheng Xin's sudden appearance.

Peng Lairui smiled and asked Cheng Xin:

"Mr. Cheng, I don't quite understand what you mean by what you just said."

When Cheng Xin heard this, his long and narrow eyes narrowed impatiently.

He didn't speak, raised his arms slightly, and casually removed the neckline of the windbreaker.

The blond assistant spoke for him:

"It means that TK's agency right in China has nothing to do with you, Larry, in the future. Can you understand me when I say that?"

The voice fell, and the audience was shocked.

The discussion was louder.

Almost everyone is wondering why Cheng Xin can make decisions instead of TK?

What's even more strange is that Cheng Xin suddenly appeared to say this?

This is so unreasonable.

Among the crowd, only Sheng Mumu was different from everyone else.

Her focus is different from others.

The clear eyes exuded the light of admiration.

I go.

Eldest brother's domineering style is too perfect.

Even when he speaks, someone speaks for him.

Can't pull it.

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Staying with Qi Mo for a long time has changed Sheng Mumu's stereotype of "overlord".

She always felt that, like Qi Mo, calm and indifferent but gentle and polite is what a CEO should be like.

What was shown in the TV dramas before was all fake.

Now I see my eldest brother Cheng Xin.

This idea was overturned.

So there really is such a president!

Every gesture reveals disdain, and the arrogance of "what can you do to me".

Kind of... cool.

"It's not good, it's not good—"

A voice suddenly came from outside the living room.