Chapter 152： : really fragrant

Robert looked at the Ukrainian man in a green leather army coat in front of him, looking at the employee in disbelief.

Is this the owner of the shipyard?

The employee looked at the other party swallowing the food in front of him, as if he hadn't eaten for several days, his face twitched slightly, his Adam's apple rolled, he knocked on the table with his hand, and whispered, "Mr. Order some more?"

The other party paused with a knife and fork, raised his head, his eyes were hooked like this, and he thought he was shy, but he nodded instead, speaking with an accent, "Yes, thank you, and give me herring salad."

The employee looked at Robert, raised his hand, and snapped his fingers, "thewaiter."

"Sir, do you need anything?" The waiter, who was dozing off at the front desk, trotted over. The former pointed to the dishes on the table, "I'll have another one like this, and a herring salad, thank you."

The waitress looked at Isaacsky, and just glanced at it for a while. The way he ate it made people's scalp tingle.

However, the business has been bad recently. With such a person, there is still more turnover. With a professional smile on his face, he nodded and left. Isaacsky kept looking at his buttocks. Is he full? Thinking about something else? Reluctantly looking back, he saw Robert's meaningful eyes.

"Ahem..."

Isaacsky smiled awkwardly, holding the basin, which was empty, "This tastes good."

"Sir, let's get down to business. The transfer price of your shipyard is still too high." Robert propped his elbows on the table, smoked a cigarette, and flicked his right hand, "I'm very straightforward, 500,000 The price is still very unacceptable to us.”

500000?

The employee looked at each other in surprise. Robert was very serious. He immediately understood that it wasn't that he didn't make it clear, but that he did it on purpose.

"500,000 US dollars?" Isaacsky's face was ugly, "nonono!" said a series of words, and explained, "I'm talking about 700,000 US dollars!"

"So that's how it is." Robert frowned, wondering why, "Our boss still plans to continue discussing with you. If the gap is so big, I don't think there is any need to continue the discussion." He stood up as he spoke, and Startled, he said, "By the way, we paid the money here."

After speaking, he patted the employee on the shoulder, and he was ready to leave.

"Wait a moment, Mr. Wayne." Isaacs yelled hurriedly, his face flushed, "We can talk again."

The shipyard had already fallen into his hands and became a burden, so he dismissed all the employees and was in a state of shutdown. He didn't even bother to repair and maintain it, but it was like this, and the land fee for the shipyard was still charged! Those taxes and so on, there are not many, Isaacsky's head hurts from this pressure, he wants to make a move now!

If you don't do it again, it's really going to rot.

Only the person involved understands their own pain.

Before the disintegration of the Soviet Union, the domestic economy collapsed, and many state-owned enterprises, including Ukraine, were also miserable. Maybe you saw a group of people rummaging for food next to the garbage truck, and maybe there were state-owned enterprise executives inside.

Isaacsky wanted to sell some money and go to North America, the "paradise" he wanted to go to.

"Okay! It's only 500,000. I want a check." He gritted his teeth and said, patting the table.

Robert stopped walking, turned around, and looked at him, "I think you misunderstood something, sir, the starting price should be 500,000, which I think is too high, we have to counter-offer to 300,000, as long as you agree, I will pay you on the spot." Payment."

Suka is not listed!

Fuck you mother!

Isaacsky's forehead was bleeding straightly. If he hadn't seen the number of people on the other side, he would have fought now.

$300,000?

Impossible, absolutely impossible, even if he was killed, he would not agree to it. This was left by the family, and if it was sold to him, it would be broken up. Can it be sold at a low price? He opened his mouth to scold his mother, but saw Robert slap a check on the table.

Snapped!

"Here is 300,000 US dollars, as long as you agree, the money will be taken away."

Isaacsky lowered his head, and he saw the corner of the check nodding slightly, as if waving at her. Maybe...probably...possibly, the ancestors have been turned into ashes, so they shouldn't care what the descendants do with the property, right? He couldn't move his eyes away.

Robert didn't urge him, he just stared at the other party like this. When he is tempted by a greedy person, he will pretend to be entangled, showing that he has no choice but to do so, which is commonly known as: "When you are a scumbag, you have to set up a memorial archway."

All he has to do now is look at his watch impatiently.

Sure enough, this action made Isaacsky's heart tighten. As if he was afraid that the other party would regret it, he was about to reach out to get the check, but was held down by Robert, "Agreed? Sign the contract first."

"Hurry up, hurry up." Isaacs began to urge, which is still really fragrant.

Robert felt relieved and cheered. Of course, his facial expression should be very calm. He asked the employee to print out the contract, sat back on the sofa, and started wrangling. Take it over, give the other party a signature, press the fingerprint, and forget it, he handed over the check, "Congratulations, Mr. Isaacsky, you can take this check, you can get it in Swiss banks all over the world. receive."

Looking at the number on it, Isaacsky couldn't help but kissed him, put the check in his pocket solemnly, shook hands with Robert, and left in a hurry, but before this guy left, he checked the service at the front desk Sheng, if there is no urgent matter, I am afraid that he will ask the other party for the price now.

"This contract is well received. When the boss comes, we can hand over the contract." Robert handed the contract to the employee, then looked at his watch, and patted the latter's shoulder. "I'm leaving it to you. I have something to do."

"Quick gun, I think... the boss will be very unhappy if you do this." The employee saw that the other party was about to leave, and immediately understood where he was going. The employees are very angry, and they never care about their personal affairs But this is when the work has no effect, and now? Robert is clearly going too far.

If one day, there is an impact on work, what will happen with the attitude of the boss?

No one knows, but the boss didn't get his nickname from God or Buddha.

The employee just reminded Robert implicitly that he must not die.

But obviously Robert didn't listen, he broke away from the opponent's arm, "I know, isn't it all settled? Okay, tell me if there is anything else, I'm busy now." His tone became impatient up.

Looking at Robert who was trotting towards the elevator, the employee's expression was gloomy.

He always felt that something was going to happen.

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