The ex-wife is rebellious, which makes the CEO feel troubled

Ning Xi gently placed the equipment on the table and said directly: "I can cooperate with you. But how much do you want to negotiate?"

The traditional sales model is to sell equipment and provide after-sales service within a specified time. But then, there would be too little contact between the two companies.

Gu Huaijing chose to take a different approach: "The price remains the same as the original Rongxin."

Having said that, Ning Xi couldn't help but look at him, and even Li Mingyou couldn't help it.

Mr. Gu, don’t be wrong!

They acquired Rongxin and expanded its scale exponentially. The quality of their products has only improved, but they still sell them at the original price. Isn't that a loss?

Ning Xi knew that he must have something to say, and as expected, Gu Huaijing added hurriedly: "However, we will share the profit from each small experiment 40-60. If there is any problem during the cooperation, we will repair it, return it or replace it for free, and we will compensate for any damage. three."

Although this guarantee service is indeed very tempting, Ning Xi still has to consider the 40-60 split.

"It does sound very secure, but the 60% profit margin is a bit too much."

Gu Huaijing said calmly: "It's you six and me four."

Li Mingyou was completely shocked at this time, and his eyes almost popped out.

In the past, my boss would easily refuse to give up profits when discussing cooperation, and he was famous for his iron-blooded tactics. But this time, he actually took the initiative to give up profits? !

Ning Xi didn't expect him to say that, so she hesitated for a moment: "Are you sure?"

Gu Huaijing only said: "Do I look unconscious?"

In this case, Ning Xi no longer had any reason to refuse.

Assistant Gu immediately printed out a contract template, and after both parties signed it, the deal was done.

Gu Huaijing stretched out his hand: "Happy cooperation, Ning Xi."

Ning Xi gently shook his hand back: "It's a pleasure to work with you."

City A had been experiencing heavy rain for several days in a row, and the temperature dropped sharply.

The humidifier in Ning Xi's office had been turned off for a long time, and the air was full of moist water vapor. The air conditioner could not work at all without turning on the dehumidifier.

But as soon as I went outside, the wet and sticky feeling lingered.

Ning Xi's clothing brand is about to launch its first ready-to-wear garment, and she attaches great importance to it.

Over there, Rong Qingyun was still leading her embroidery apprentices to trace patterns, and she had already begun to look for various styles of fabrics, and even went to the fabric market herself to do her homework.

Although the weather was bad, the fabric market was still very lively with people coming and going.

Ning Xi walked around several stalls, almost dazzled by the dazzling array of goods. Finally, she stopped in front of a small stall with a wide variety of goods.

"What kind of clothes do you want to make, beautiful girl? I can recommend some to you." The female boss, who was wearing a modified cheongsam, said with a smile.

Ning Xi picked up a piece of lavender fabric, looked at it for a moment and said, "Is this the material of the cheongsam you are wearing?"

Before the boss could speak, he heard a young girl's voice behind him.

"Strictly speaking, they are all silk fabrics. But the sample in your hand has been rinsed, so you have to be more careful when cutting and sewing."

Ning Xi looked back, and the two of them were stunned for a moment.

Zhang Xiaoxiao was surprised and asked, "Boss Ning, it's you? Why are you here?"

"There are so many fabrics on the market, I have to go there myself to feel at ease." Ning Xi looked at her, "Are you on holiday today?"

Zhang Xiaoxiao nodded: "Yes, I have a day off today. I was going to buy medicine and happened to pass by here."

"Buy medicine? Are you sick?" Ning Xi still cares about her employees.

Zhang Xiaoxiao waved her hand: "It's not me. Didn't you know? It's too humid these days. Teacher Rong's hands have eczema. She went to the hospital to get medicine but it didn't get better. I heard there's an old Chinese doctor nearby, so I want to go and get her two plasters to try."

"Teacher Rong has eczema?" Ning Xi asked seriously.

For an embroiderer, the most important thing is her hands, but she has no idea about this.

Ning Xi immediately said, "You don't have to go. I will find a way to deal with Teacher Rong's hand. Please ask the boss for me to get a batch of each color of the material she is wearing, and then come to the company to reimburse you."

Zhang Xiaoxiao was suddenly entrusted with an important task and nodded: "Don't worry, Mr. Ning, I am professional in selecting fabrics!"

After giving the instructions, Ning Xi immediately called for an express ride, took the ointment from home, and drove to Rong Qingyun's residence.

After getting out of the car and walking downstairs, Ning Xi paused.

Not far away, Rong Qingyun was chatting with a tall and handsome man. The two were talking and laughing, and they seemed to be very familiar with each other.

If that man isn't Gu Huaijing, then who else could that man be?

Rong Qingyun smiled and said, "You are serious about caring about my old lady so much."

Gu Huaijing said gently: "You are my elder, this is what I should do. Don't be so polite."

"Your words are getting sweeter and sweeter." Rong Qingyun smiled. "Since you are so good at speaking, why do you become a gourd with a saw-mouthed mouth in front of Ning girl? You should let her know what you have done for her. Otherwise, how can she understand your sincerity?"

Gu Huaijing said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you for your advice. When the time comes, I...I will try to tell her."

"Then I'll wait for your good news. Your company is still busy, so go back quickly."

After the two said goodbye, Ning Xi was left thoughtful.

Teacher Rong actually knows Gu Huaijing.

What did she mean by what she said?

This doubt remained until Ning Xi knocked on the door of Rong Qingyun's house.

"Hey, Xiaoxi, it's still raining, why are you here?" Rong Qingyun quickly asked her to sit down, "Come, have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up."

Ning Xi first expressed her intention: "Teacher Rong, I heard that you have eczema on your hands. This is my family's special herbal plaster, which is most effective for eczema and rashes. You can apply it three times a day after washing your hands, and it will last for less than five days. It’ll be fine.”

Rong Qingyun was a little surprised: "How do you know...? Xiaoxiao must be the one who is not very careful with her words."

"She was also worried about you, and I happened to meet her on the road." Ning Xi's face was full of concern. "Teacher Rong, why didn't you tell me that you were sick?"

As she said that, she looked at Rong Qingyun's hand.

There was a dense red rash at the junction between the back of the hand and the wrist. Fortunately, it was still early and there was no sign of ulceration or inflammation.

"You helped me a lot during the last live broadcast. I originally thought I could solve it myself this time and not let you worry about it. Who would have thought that I would bother you to make a trip. Xiao Xi, thank you so much." Rong Qingyun said lightly He breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to a tube of white cream on the table, "However, someone has already given me a foreign cream, but I haven't used it yet."

Ning Xi picked up the plaster and took a look. It was indeed a good brand name, and it must have been given by Gu Huaijing.