Chapter 190： Smoke on the negotiating table

The bearded man stared at Ke Chen angrily, his eyes fierce, and seemed to be silently forcing him to speak wild words.

All the eyes of everyone in the conference room fell on Ke Chen, and they also wanted to know what Ke Chen's trump card was.

Tan Lin's gaze was also cast on Ke Chen's body, her eyes were filled with unconcealable love, and she finally got rid of Lu Zifeng and came to a foreign country. She had no reason to restrain her feelings.

Ke Chen could naturally feel those sights projected on him. He deliberately didn't speak immediately. He lowered his head and pulled the corner of his mouth silently. When he raised his head again, he smiled evilly.

"Before I came here, someone had already asked us to discuss a new project," Ke Chen said slowly. He explained calmly, the light in his eyes was confident and determined. "But considering the friendship of past cooperation, I still come. Come here to participate in this meeting, sincerely holding the idea of ​​cooperation. But if you have always held such a superior attitude, I feel that there is no need to continue cooperation."

After speaking, he straightened up and stood up, and walked towards the door of the conference room without reluctance.

With Ke Chen's departure, the rest of the other Asian representatives looked at each other one after another, and then stood up and planned to leave with a clear attitude.

This change happened too suddenly, and the representatives of the European line looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

"Wait." The moment Ke Chen's hand touched the doorknob, a voice prevented him from pressing it down.

Everyone stared at him and the owner of that voice-Simon.

Ke Chen put down his hand, turned around after a while, looked at Simon with a smile, waiting for his next words.

Everyone saw Simon closed his eyes, and said as if made up his mind: "What distribution ratio do you want?"

"Forty-six." Ke Chen seemed to have expected the other party to ask this question a long time ago, and spoke without thinking.

Ke Chen's words made Simon breathe a sigh of relief. The look on his face was a lot easier, and he smiled slightly: "Yes, you are divided into four is our biggest concession..."

He was interrupted by Ke Chen before he finished the sentence.

"No, we are six, you are four." Ke Chen stared at Simon's eyes, his attitude did not give in at all.

A word made the conference room completely boiling. Every European looked at him in disbelief. This young Asian man, standing at the door like a divine residence, looked at them condescendingly, with supreme temperament.

Simon's inner shock was no less than that of anyone at the table, but years of experience had allowed him to develop a habit of calming down. He looked calmly at Ke Chen, and after a while his expression calmed slightly.

"This ratio has never been seen before. It has always been customary to take more on the European line. Why would you think we would agree with your absurd proposal?"

Ke Chen shrugged and dismissed what he said: "First of all, I don't think my proposal is so absurd; secondly, what I want to tell you is that the other party and us are talking about a three-to-seven ratio. If you do not cooperate The intention is that everyone naturally doesn’t need to sit here and waste time."

Standing quietly at the door waiting for Simon's answer, Ke Chen's expression was confident. He knew that the European line couldn't live without them at all, and all they were doing was dying to struggle.

Unlike the indifferent expression on Ke Chen's face, Simon had long lost his composure, his hands under the table clenched into fists, and veins appeared.

"Okay." Simon's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, Ke Chen's mouth was raised high, and he smiled triumphantly. The Asian representatives next to him were so excited that they were so excited. Thanks to Ke Chen, this time. They really came home from the meeting.

The most important profit ratio was finalized, and the remaining details were not so important. The meeting process went very fast, but it was completely over in an hour.

A group of people walked out of the conference room. There were many people around Ke Chen saying congratulations. If it hadn't been for him this time, he wouldn't have had such a good result.

"Mr. Ke is really young and promising."

"This time, thanks to Mr. Ke."

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His ears were filled with all kinds of compliments. Ke Chen didn't care about these words at all. When he walked out of the meeting room, they were still competitors in the market. Even if they were partners, they were only short-term.

Ke Chen waved his hand, and said indifferently: "Everyone has passed away. If you don't have you, just one person, Ke, can't achieve such a result."

"Ke said well." Simon walked up from behind, just when he heard Ke Chen's words, he stepped forward and took his shoulders. "This time I owe preparations. Next time I won't lose to you so easily. In hand."

Ke Chen smiled, noncommittal.

Simon's face didn't show the discouragement of failure at all, he still looked so spirited, after all, he was a veteran in the mall, what kind of storms hadn't been seen, and what a little Waterloo was.

"Everyone's entertainment consumption in the afternoon is counted on me. Please give me a face and have fun." Simon turned and said to everyone. At this moment, they are no longer businessmen in the mall, but just a mediocre. Everyone wants to have fun.

Ke Chen stayed up all night last night. The spirit had been tense during the meeting just now, but he didn't feel it. Now he relaxes and feels a little groggy.

He refused Simon and everyone's strong invitation, and resolutely returned to the hotel.

Ke Chen opened the door and walked in, pulled off his tie, took off his suit jacket, poured a glass of water to his mouth, and was about to drink, when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Without thinking about it, Ke Chen walked over and opened the door. He didn't expect to see an unexpected guest.

Tan Lin.

The woman looked a little cramped, her hands were twisted together, her eyes were erratic, and she never exactly fell on Ke Chen's face.

Ke Chen stood in the doorway and didn't mean to let Tan Lin in: "Tan Lin? Why are you here?"

Tan Lin looked up at him and noticed the other's thoughts. Her heart was upset, but her face didn't show up: "I see you come back to the hotel alone and want to come and see you. They go to places where men have fun. not very convenient."

She shrugged and looked helpless.

Ke Chen stared straight at Tan Lin without speaking. The atmosphere became a little embarrassing for a while, Tan Lin bit her lower lip unwillingly, and asked hesitantly: "Don't you ask me to go in and sit?"

Tan Lin spoke so frankly. If Ke Chen refused, he would be a little stingy. Besides, after all, they had been in friendship for more than 20 years, and they couldn't be so unfeeling.

Ke Chen leaned over and let her in. After Tan Lin walked in, she quietly looked around and made sure that Ke Chen was alone in the room, and she was secretly relieved.

Ke Chen poured a glass of water and handed it to her. Tan Lin took it and held it in her hand. She didn't mean to drink it at all, her eyes staying on the man.

Her eyes were full of unspoken words.