Manager Zhou wiped his face, feeling desperate in his heart. It looks like he can't keep his job.
He still had car loans and mortgages to repay at home, and the huge pressure of being unemployed made him unable to help break out. He took his wife's cousin to the stairwell and scolded him harshly.
Sun Tesuke shook his head and sighed, "I don't know what these young girls are thinking about all day."
Thinking what? Marry a rich man! Several secretaries look at me, I look at you, with disdain on their faces.
Tesuke Sun took out his mobile phone and continued to call Xiao Li, but it was still turned off. He called the person sent to find Xiao Li again, and the other party said that there was a traffic jam.
It seemed that the meeting in half an hour was destined to be cancelled.
If you don't even know the basic product information, will the supplier feel that Yilan is insincere? Will this cause dissatisfaction and reject the deal?
Tesuke Sun also fidgets.
Fifteen minutes later, Feng Ming walked out of the tea room with a cup of hot, freshly ground coffee, gaiting very carefully, lest it should be spilled halfway.
After entering the office, he gently placed the coffee cup on the table, added four sugar cubes and a packet of creamer, and stirred slowly. He really wanted to taste the sweetness, but he felt that it was not suitable, and he couldn't help showing a tangled look on his face.
At this moment, Zhuang Li raised his head and said, "Okay, tell everyone to go to the conference room to prepare."
"Okay?" Feng Ming asked in astonishment.
"Yes, let's have a small meeting internally to discuss and discuss." Zhuang Li printed out the translated document and asked, "It stands to reason that your translators should make a lot of copies of the materials for the case. Send it to the negotiating team, why do you only have one copy here?"
Feng Ming smiled bitterly: "Because the supplier didn't give us time to consider after sending the materials, he immediately said that a video conference would be held the next day. The lost document was driven out after working overtime, and the translators didn't know what happened. The problem is that there is no backup, no copy for others, and it has disappeared without a trace."
Zhuang Li pondered: "Don't you think these accidents are too coincidental?"
Feng Ming's face darkened. He also realized that someone was stumbling him.
"Obviously, this supplier is not very reliable. He did not give us sufficient preparation time. This is not for the purpose of reaching a deal, but more like delaying your production plan." Zhuang Li nodded with his finger Click Folder.
Feng Ming took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from the drawer, his face full of irritability.
He put the cigarette in his mouth and was about to light it, but he quickly extinguished the flame and asked politely, "Do you mind?"
"It doesn't matter, you can smoke." Zhuang Li could fully understand his mood.
Feng Ming lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "We've come this far, let's talk about it first."
"My opinion is to watch while talking." Zhuang Li took a sip from the coffee cup and said with a chuckle, "Your craftsmanship is great, I like it very much."
With just this simple compliment, Feng Ming's sinking heart slowly floated upwards. He unconsciously raised the corners of his lips: "Is it sweet enough?"
"Enough, it's suitable." Zhuang Li did not hesitate to affirm his own, then walked outside and instructed Sun Tesuke: "Inform the purchasing department to go to the conference room for a meeting."
"Ah? Okay?" Sun Tesuke was very surprised.
"Three minutes, everyone must be present." Zhuang Li raised his wrist and looked at his watch.
His resolute attitude made Sun Tezhu's scalp tense. It was only at this time that Special Assistant Sun discovered that this new assistant was not a gentle person at all. In his spare time, he is like a spring breeze, and he is cold and serious at work. He actually has two faces.
"I'll call the relevant personnel immediately!" Sun Tesuke said quickly.
Zhuang Li nodded and turned back to the office, facing Feng Ming with a gentle attitude, "Okay, let's go to the meeting."
He picked up the coffee and drank it slowly, trying not to waste Feng Ming's thoughts.
It was obvious that someone had put him together, but Feng Ming felt extremely comfortable.
"Let's go." The corners of his lips rose unconsciously.
"Where's your coat?" Zhuang Li frowned at him.
Only then did Feng Ming remember the coat that was forgotten in the pantry, and hurried to get it. Zhuang Li stood in the corridor waiting for him, there was no trace of impatience on his face, but a helpless smile appeared in his eyes.
When dealing with Feng Ming, he was always gentle and tolerant, like an elder who did his best to support his children.
Feng Ming, who hurried out of the pantry, began to look hot again. Confused, short-tempered, and thoughtless, he behaved so badly today!
"Don't worry, take your time." Zhuang Li walked over and patted him on the shoulder lightly, and said softly: "If things are slow, they will be smooth, but it will be difficult to achieve results. Let's slow down first, and then do it. It's done."
Feng Ming restrained his embarrassed and urgent look, and his ears were all red.
"This deal may not go through today," he said in a rather calm tone.
He has always valued success or failure, but when facing Zhuang Li, he miraculously regained his composure.
"It's up to people." Zhuang Li smiled indifferently.
Feng Ming looked at his unusually delicate profile, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise. This guy is really calm and dependable.
The two walked to the conference room side by side. During the march, Zhuang Li kept staring at Feng Ming's tie, his brows furrowed more and more tightly.
Feng Ming was a little nervous for some reason, and asked nervously, "Is there something wrong with me?"
"Your tie is crooked." Zhuang Li's face was full of discomfort.
Feng Ming quickly adjusted.
"It's still crooked." Zhuang Li shook his head.
Feng Ming continued to adjust and didn't find it troublesome at all. If another person said this to him, he would just sneer and ask, "What the **** are you doing?"
He didn't like this kind of man who was holding on to a certain detail, a mother-in-law.
Feng Ming fiddled with his tie all the way, like a child eager to behave well in front of the teacher.
Zhuang Li finally couldn't stand it any longer, and asked warmly, "Do you mind if I help you adjust?"
Feng Ming was stunned for a while before hurriedly shaking his head, "I don't mind."
Zhuang Li shoved the folder into his hand and adjusted his tie seriously and carefully. His eyes were focused and his expression was gentle. Occasionally, his slender fingertips would lightly touch the skin on the side of Feng Ming's neck, even the most fragile Adam's apple.
The passing coolness and the fleeting numbness made Feng Ming's bones go soft. He began to swallow continuously, causing his Adam's apple to roll up and down, and a dense layer of goose bumps appeared on the skin around his neck.
Being cared for by Zhuang Li felt like roaming in space, obviously unable to find a foothold, but still light and comfortable.
Feng Ming's eyebrows were itchy, and he felt dizzy.
"Okay." Zhuang Li patted his neat tie lightly and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, please take care of me in the future."
"It's okay." Feng Ming seemed to wake up from a sweet dream, his voice was hoarse.
7480 complained: "Master, you don't have obsessive-compulsive disorder, you are deliberately taking advantage of the gods."
Zhuang Li retorted: "I do suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder, but this obsessive-compulsive disorder is a bit weird. I may be the only one in the world with this disease."
7480 was immediately aroused by curiosity and asked, "Really? What obsessive-compulsive disorder do you have?"
"I have the obsessive-compulsive disorder of 'If you don't eat Fengming Tofu, you will die'." Zhuang Li laughed wickedly.
7480: "...I bah!"
Zhuang Li walked beside Feng Ming in a good mood, every line on his face was gentle and warm.
Feng Ming couldn't help but peek at him, and the corner of his raised mouth never pursed.
When the two entered the office, everyone was there.
Zhuang Li raised his wrist and looked at it. Three minutes was not more or less, just right. The gentle lines on his face were completely tensed, and he looked very serious. After distributing the newly translated materials, he said slowly: "I have given the psychological price of this purchase, please take a look and then focus on the discussion. "
People in the purchasing department have been working in this area all the year round, and they naturally know the price very well.
They picked up the documents and looked at them, all with surprised expressions on their faces.
It is said that the new special assistant spent fifteen minutes translating this document, but the final result is more detailed and detailed than what others have studied for half a month.
He not only translated the original text, but also extensively analyzed the prices of similar products and the comparison of their pros and cons, and finally formulated a psychological price for negotiation. This work takes a lot of time to investigate the sales and supply and demand relationship of the raw material market.
fifteen minutes? impossible!
Several executives looked at Tesuke Sun with doubts in their eyes.
Tesuke Sun nodded silently, shocked beyond words. Fuck! Manager Zhou, where did this **** come from?
Feng Ming looked at the head of the purchasing department and asked, "Is this price appropriate?"
"Appropriate! Our psychological price is also the same." The head of the procurement and supply department nodded vigorously.
Dozens of pages of information are so dense that it is impossible to read them in twelve minutes. But it doesn't matter, Zhuang Li has already listed the key projects one by one, and calculated the corresponding purchase price, and then marked it with red font.
This is a fool-like product information, take a quick glance in your hand, and everyone has a clue.
It only took Sun Special Assistant ten minutes to read the information, and he was full of admiration for this new special assistant.
Then, the signal from the French supplier came in, the supervisor who knew French immediately started the negotiation, and Zhuang Li's performance was even more amazing.
He turned on the computer and quickly inquired about all the information needed in the negotiation, such as the market price of a certain raw material, supply and demand, quality and so on. He wrote this important information on paper with an oil-based pen, avoiding the camera and showing it to the negotiating supervisor.
Therefore, the supervisor can always find the point of bargaining.
The French obviously did not expect that Yilan had done so much preparation work. He started to get stuck while talking, but the price refused to let go.
The sales price they gave was a full 10% higher than the market price, which was for sure that Yilan could not find another purchase channel.
Yilan's negotiating team blushed with rage, but there was nothing they could do.
The French were picky, saying that Yilan's business was very bad, and it might not be possible to get the goods stably, and it was reasonable for them to sell more expensively. No one can refute this.
Negotiations came to a dead end.
Everyone looked at Zhuang Li, and unknowingly took him as the backbone.
Feng Ming pushed the coffee he had never drunk in front of him, his eyes full of trust and dependence.
How could Zhuang Li bear this, he picked up his coffee and took a sip, then moved the camera to him, and said slowly in fluent French: "Mr. Dubin, I want to discuss with you that your company has not obtained any Authorized but unauthorized sale of SOD produced by Rocks. In fact, we are far more suspicious of this transaction than your company. After all, if this transaction is concluded, we are likely to encounter legal issues and cause unpredictable losses. ."
"Nonsense, we got the authorization of Rox." The French were anxious.
Zhuang Li had already found the relevant contracts through the Internet, and said calmly, "Let me remind you that expired authorizations are not protected by law."
The Frenchman in charge of the negotiation began to sweat. He knew very well that the contract between his company and Locks expired as early as last month. Some of the terms of the new contract were too harsh, and Locks refused to sign it.
How could Yilan know what happened inside the company? Is this a trade secret?
Zhuang Li continued: "I have just contacted Rox directly and made an offer, and they have agreed to deliver the goods. The price they gave us plus shipping and labor costs is still much cheaper than yours."
Zhuang Li turned his laptop to the camera and asked the French supplier to check the reply from Rox. Of course, he had already covered up the key information with mosaics.
The French supplier was angry and embarrassed, but could not attack. The meeting was screen-recorded, that is to say, they had already been caught.
"Your company's overlord clause annoys Locks. I believe they are very happy to fight a lawsuit with you to make up for the losses in the past." Zhuang Li chuckled.
The French supplier took out a tissue and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Zhuang Li continued: "Also, the mink oil you provided us was imported from Bantian Company in country R, not produced in France. You tore off Bantian Company's trademark and replaced it with Bomber's trademark. Fraud. The price of your imported raw materials is much lower than the market price, which is extremely unreasonable. I have every reason to suspect that they are contaminated by nuclear radiation. I believe your country's quality inspection and environmental protection departments will be very interested in this shipment ."
This is a trade secret! How did the Chinese know?
The French supplier was anxious and afraid, and quickly raised his hands and said, "Sir, can we talk about it next? The price is easy to negotiate, and we can guarantee the quality."
The supplier who received the favors from Feng's family and was going to play with Yilan and then evacuate, but now he can't run away. They had to resend a document.
The products given this time are of the best quality and the best price. Cooperating with the world's top cosmetics companies, they give this kind of discount. Products that have hidden mines like Bantian Mink Oil have been removed.
Zhuang Li reviewed the items one by one, and then checked the relevant information through the computer, and then continued to negotiate.
Two hours later, the deal was done. The signal from the French side was cut off, and everyone's expressions were in a trance.
Where did this special assistant Zhuang come from? how much did you spend? If the annual salary is less than 2 million, shouldn't you please?
Zhuang Li handed the letter of intent for the contract to Feng Ming, and said with a chuckle, "Mr. Feng, it is fortunate that you are not disgraced."
7480 said contemptuously: "God, this guy, won again. It's cool to open a plug-in!"