The True Thousand Gold Possessions of the Myriad Realms Trading System

Mr. Zhao laughed and said, "Mr. Zhang is joking. I countered with 100 million because Quju is worth 100 million. To be honest, Yuluoxing is about to build the Blue Star Chang'an City Cultural District. I think this cultural district, once completed, will mean something for Quju."

“But this price is still too high.” Zhang Chuang didn’t press for details about the Chang’an City Cultural District, but simply expressed his displeasure at the exorbitant price.

Ruan Mianmian and the others then learned that Zhang Chuang had already received news that Yu Luoxing planned to build a cultural district in Chang'an City.

Knowing this news, yet still offering 5000 million, Zhang Chuang is definitely a shrewd businessman.

Professor Zhao refused to budge: "This is already a very cheap price. Other companies offered 100 million yuan, and there was still room for negotiation. The reason I chose Baijia Culture is because it was the first company that approached me."

“Other companies’ foundation and quality are not as good as our Baijia Culture.” Zhang Chuang tried to regain the initiative.

Professor Zhao said, "A one-to-one replica and high-quality materials are our requirements. Although those companies are not as good as Baijia Culture, they can definitely achieve these two points, which is enough for us."

After listening, Zhang Chuang remained silent for a moment before saying, "One hundred million universe coins, that's fine, but I want exclusive copyright. Moreover, there must be at least ten styles and color schemes."

He was very nervous when he said this.

"One hundred million cosmic coins, exclusive copyright for you," Professor Zhao said. "But the style and color scheme of the clothing are priced separately. Ten million cosmic coins per type."

"Impossible! You're asking for the moon. It's just a piece of clothing, and you're asking for two hundred million cosmic coins? That's outrageous!" Zhang Chuang said, clearly dissatisfied.

Professor Zhao said calmly, "Please be careful with your words, Mr. Zhang. This is a reasonable price. Mr. Zhang, all the clothes in the Federation belong to this era. Does that mean that the clothing styles here are only subject to a one-time copyright fee? Our Quju (a type of traditional Chinese garment) belongs exclusively to an era in the ancient times of our Blue Star."

“This is completely different,” Zhang Chuang said truthfully, but his tone softened.

As the local head of Baijia Culture, he naturally understands that in this era, every style of clothing is copyrighted, and by making slight modifications, one can collect additional copyright fees from manufacturers who want to produce it.

However, he was the one receiving the money, so this arrangement was naturally comfortable for him. Now that he's the one paying, he has to accept these terms, which is naturally unpleasant for him.

Professor Zhao said calmly, "Mr. Zhang actually knows that there is no difference. Mr. Zhang said that my asking price is too high, but in reality, this is a treasure on our Blue Star, worth a fortune. My asking price of 100 million is already very cheap. If we weren't so far behind the Federation civilization, we would never put it up for sale."

Mr. Zhang knew that the price couldn't be lowered any further, so he put on a pitiful expression and said, "A backward civilization needs more things. Fine, we'll go with your price then. I hope your civilization gets better and better."

Seeing that the 2 million deal had been finalized, Ruan Mianmian asked, "President Zhang, would you like me to be your spokesperson for Quju? To shoot a special advertisement for it?"

Zhang Chuang smiled enigmatically: "The way you guys are doing business is really unlike someone from a remote planet."

"We just want to make Mr. Zhang's deal even more successful," Ruan Mianmian said with a faint smile. "After all, this is our civilization, and only we know how to showcase it."

Knowing that the people in front of him were all good at negotiating, Zhang Chuang stopped pretending and said directly, "Okay. Same as other endorsement fees, ten million universe coins."

Before he could speak, Ruan Mianmian asked, "Do you need our advertising plan?"

Zhang Chuang's smile froze: "This should be something you brought with you." He had planned to say this after taking a breath.

However, Ruan Mianmian spoke before he could catch his breath!

"Does this mean that the other spokespeople Mr. Zhang hires also offer free advertising planning?" Professor Zhao asked.

Zhang Chuang: "..." No, but other civilizations don't need them to spend so much all at once!

Tang You spoke up at the opportune moment: "I'm a screenwriter for a TV series. I'm currently preparing for my second series and I'm very busy. However, if Mr. Zhang needs it, I can squeeze in some time to write one."

"Your fees are too high." Mr. Zhang was genuinely dissatisfied at this point.

Professor Zhao said, "Mr. Zhang is joking. Let me ask you, which hit drama has offered a lower price than us? We're already very cheap."

If there's a major agency behind them, the price of these collaborations today could double!

However, large brokerage firms charge high fees, which, when factored in, is roughly the same as going solo, so for now, going solo is the only option.

Zhang Chuang was speechless.

The Federation has produced such a hit series before, and the price was indeed astronomical. If it were operated by a large company, the price would be at least two or three times higher than it is now.

He was still dissatisfied even though he bought it for such a low price because everyone assumed that remote planets that were coming into the Federation's sights for the first time would be ripped off.

Now that he can't get a good deal, he's naturally unhappy.

However, the reason why they were still willing to spend such a large sum of money was because the head office had given them a high psychological price. They believed that since the civilization called Blue Star could produce such a TV series, it must have a good understanding of the interstellar people. It would not be easy to rip off such a civilization.

He was stubborn and insisted on trying it out to earn some kickbacks.

Suppressing his displeasure, Zhang Chuang gave a wry smile: "You are a very powerful civilization. I wish us a pleasant cooperation."

When it came to purchasing the advertising plan idea, he didn't try to lower the price anymore, but instead gave 500 million cosmic coins.

Before signing the contract, Professor Zhao smiled warmly and said, "Mr. Zhang Chuang, we're good friends now. Do you know any horse ranches or groups?"

Zhang Chuang, being a shrewd person, immediately guessed Professor Zhao's intention in asking the question and said, "You want to recommend horses? In the show, the horse looks good, but only to the point of not being ridiculed. It's still difficult to promote it. After all, we have better unicorns and flying cars."

Professor Zhao said with a smile, "If Mr. Zhang knows anyone, please introduce him to us. Whether the matter succeeds or not is up to us."

“Sure, I’ll recommend them to you right away. Their horses can only be sold to underdeveloped planets for hauling goods or for travel, so they should really need yours.” After saying that, Zhang Chuang immediately sent his contact information to Professor Zhao.

Remembering something, Ruan Mianmian blinked her charming eyes at Zhang Chuang: "President Zhang—"

Mr. Zhang couldn't take it anymore and hurriedly held out his hand: "Stop—I feel like you're asking me to spend money the moment you open your mouth!"

Ruan Mianmian said earnestly, "No, Mr. Zhang, you're wrong. I can make you money as soon as I open my mouth!"

"You say it," Mr. Zhang said, looking at Ruan Mianmian with suspicion.

He now realized that these people were not primitive people from a backward planet who were easily exploited, but rather shrewd businessmen who were good at raising prices on the spot.

He suspected they had a long-standing business culture!