Looking at the two lonely shares of Volkswagen's stocks in his stock account, Dong Qiangqiang suddenly felt a funny feeling.
He packed up his things and walked quickly out of the door of trb bank. I looked at the watch on my wrist and saw that there was still almost an hour and a half before the scheduled driving practice time with Karina.
He walked into the nearest phone booth, picked up the well-thumbed yellow pages lying next to the public phone, and quickly searched for law firms in the city center.
As soon as the contract was signed, Louis couldn't wait to ask Zhang Yingfei to take him to count the goods in the booth. However, the goods stored in the booth were mainly for display, and the quantity was very small. Most of the inventory was still stored in the company's warehouse in the suburbs of Frankfurt.
After asking for the specific location of the warehouse, Louis and Zhang Yingfei made an appointment to pick up the goods at the warehouse in the evening. Before leaving the booth, he shook Zhang Yingfei's hand vigorously and patted his shoulder affectionately.
Zhang Yingfei was confused by the other party's attitude, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart: Why did this foreigner turn his back like he was flipping through a book? He was grinning just now, and after signing the contract, he started to call each other brothers again.
Looking at Louis' back gradually disappearing into the crowd, Zhang Yingfei felt both excited and anxious.
He had signed orders larger than the contract he just signed many times before, but every time Zhang Yingfang helped him handle all the details and signed before handing the contract over to him. Although Zhang Yingfang is the general manager and he is the deputy general manager, judging from the signing process, it seems that Zhang Yingfei is more like the general manager.
Both of them knew in their hearts that this kind of contract signing was just a formality, but Zhang Yingfang didn't seem to care about it.
As more people signed, Zhang Yingfei gradually became bolder. He gradually felt that Zhang Yingfang was not much smarter than him, and what she did was nothing extraordinary. It was just to understand some possible risks before signing the contract, and then execute it carefully. If she was better than him in any way, it would probably be that she had more experience in dealing with foreign businessmen.
He has always thought: Even if he is not as good at expanding his business as Zhang Yingfang, wouldn't it be easier to follow her example and do the same thing?
But when Zhang Yingfang was not with him today, and his subordinates were as inexperienced as him and expected him to give guidance, he suddenly discovered that he had no one to consult and rely on.
Just in case, he guiltily directed Che Lizi to call Zhang Yingfang. On the surface, he asked her to take the initiative to take credit and report her results. On the other hand, he secretly notified Zhang Yingfang to come to the booth as soon as possible to check whether there were any flaws in the contract. At the same time, he also wanted to show off. Meaning: Without you Zhang Yingfang, I, Zhang Yingfei, can sign a big contract.
But Zhang Yingfang's call was still not answered.
Zhang Yingfei worriedly called Zhang Shuo a few more times, but Zhang Shuo at the dinner table had already forgotten about helping Zhang Yingfei check out Lewis's company. At this moment, he was trying his best to make the girl happy, and he had no intention of answering his uncle's call for help.
Dong Qiangqiang carefully looked at the metal plate on the wall, confirmed it was correct, and then gently knocked on the door. A sweet female voice immediately sounded inside: "Please come in. The door is unlocked."
Dong Qiangqiang opened the door and walked in. A woman wearing a sapphire blue business suit walked out with high heels.
"Hello. What can I do for you?" she asked with a smile.
"Hello. I need to find a lawyer. I heard that lawyer Eric is very professional. Can I meet him?" Dong Qiangqiang said smoothly, "I was recommended by a friend."
"Oh, what's your friend's name?"
Dong Qiangqiang was not prepared for this question and quickly said, "My friend doesn't want to reveal his name."
The woman kept a smile on her face: "Have you made an appointment before?"
"Make an appointment?" Dong Qiangqiang shook his head.
"I'm so sorry, you need to make an appointment before you can see Mr. Eric."
"Then can I make an appointment now?" Dong Qiangqiang asked anxiously, "Make an appointment this afternoon? Or next Monday morning?"
"If you make an appointment now, you won't be able to see Mr. Eric until the 5th of next month at the earliest."
"Next...next month on the 5th?" Dong Qiangqiang took a breath, suspecting that his ears heard it wrong.
"Yes. Do you need to make an appointment now? Please tell me your name."
Dong Qiangqiang thought: When the cucumber vegetables are cold on the 3rd of next month, it is better to quickly find other law firms and ask.
Thinking of this, he quickly said: "No, no need. Thank you."
Dong Qiangqiang was worried that all law firms would close early on Friday afternoon, so he quickly visited every law firm he could find in the city center. But when he visited several law firms, he discovered that if he wanted to see a German lawyer, he had to make an appointment in advance without exception. If you don't make an appointment, you won't be able to see a lawyer, not even a paralegal.
His mood became depressed, and he walked dejectedly into the door of another law firm, but happened to meet a lawyer who was consulting in the corridor. When he communicated his case with the lawyer, he was directly rejected by the other party: the case was too small, the hope was not high, and he could not accept it.
Just 90,000 marks is considered a small case? Dong Qiangqiang couldn't understand.
Dong Qiangqiang, who had been struggling all afternoon, walked into the last law firm he found on the yellow pages. This law firm is located on the outer edge of the city center. The exterior wall looks like it has just been painted, and the color is much cleaner than the wall next to it.
Unlike other law firms, this law firm’s doors are open. After Dong Qiangqiang walked into the door, he did not immediately encounter the front desk or secretary who came up to ask questions like he did when entering other law firms. He walked straight into the nearest office.
The office is very spacious, with several desks neatly arranged and filled with various books and folders. Dong Qiangqiang took a look around and saw a bald man lying on a table in the corner writing furiously.
As Dong Qiangqiang walked towards him, he tapped the table beside him twice with his fingers, which was considered as a substitute for knocking on the door.
Hearing the sound, the man raised his head. He looked to be in his thirties and wore a pair of light brown glasses. In sharp contrast to his bald head is his thick beard. He was wearing a casual shirt, with the corners of his shirt sticking out from under the belt around his waist, looking a little disheveled.
Seeing Dong Qiangqiang walk in, he was slightly surprised. He immediately adjusted his glasses and asked in a gentle manner: "Who are you looking for?"
Dong Qiangqiang looked around again and said, "I'm looking for lawyer Lucas."
"That's me." Lucas said calmly, "What can I do for you?"
Dong Qiangqiang was taken aback and looked at the man in front of him again. He couldn't relate to the image of a lawyer in his mind.
Lucas seemed to have read through his mind and said helplessly: "Wait a moment."
He took three steps at a time and dodged into a nearby cubicle. Within two minutes, he walked out of it wearing a baggy suit: "Can you tell me what's wrong with you now?"
Dong Qiangqiang briefly described his situation. After listening to this, Lucas slowly paced around the room for about seven or eight times. He suddenly raised his head and said, "I can be your lawyer."
Hearing what the other party said, Dong Qiangqiang, who had been running all afternoon in vain, perked up and seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw: "Really? That's great. How do you charge here?"
"My fees are different from other lawyers."
"How much?" Dong Qiangqiang asked hurriedly.
"As far as your case is concerned, if you win, I will charge 35% of the amount you can recover as attorney fees."
Dong Qiangqiang didn't expect that the other party would actually open his mouth like a lion. He was startled and asked doubtfully: "Then can you guarantee victory?"
Lucas shook his head: "Young man, no lawyer can guarantee victory."
"Then, what if we lose the lawsuit?"
"That's normal." Lucas shrugged.
Dong Qiangqiang was choked by him and couldn't speak. After a while, he murmured: "I...I need to discuss it with my friends."
Lucas stared at him for a few seconds, then nodded and sat back down at the desk to get busy.
The hour hand gradually moves closer to the 17 o'clock direction. Thinking of Coach Karina's attitude after he was late last time, Dong Qiangqiang hurried towards the agreed training point.
The Deco Hotel is right next to the Convention and Exhibition Center, about a ten-minute walk away. Many businessmen participating in the exhibition will stay there.
Zhang Yingfang stood at the door of Room 508, raised her hand and knocked twice.
No one answered.
She turned the doorknob and walked in lightly.
As soon as he entered the room, the cell phone in his bag suddenly rang. Zhang Yingfang took out her mobile phone, only to find that her phone had no signal.
She put the phone back into her bag and took two more steps forward. She saw Fujino Koichiro sitting on the sofa, seemingly closing his eyes to relax.
"Mr. Fujino," she said.
She has known Koichiro Fujino for almost twenty years.
The Fujino family's purchasing volume was very helpful to Zhang Yingfang's family's business in the 1980s. However, with the decline of Japan's economy and the weakening of the Fujino family, his family's orders became less and less. As Zhang Yingfang's business expanded westward in the 1990s, the Fujino family's list became less and less important.
But after working together for a long time, both parties have some feelings for each other. In addition, Zhang Yingfang was nostalgic and was not fooled just because Fujino's order was small. Although she invested less and less energy in the Fujino family's order, she was always conscientious as if she had just started doing business with him, and took Fujino's annual sales seriously. Order.
But Fujino seems to have some Japanese characteristics. He insists on interviewing Zhang Yingfang every year for purchasing. The interview process has been the same for ten years: first recall the scene when the two companies first cooperated and then bargain hard.
Recalling this kind of thing once is warm, but repeating it repeatedly means that one party wants to take advantage of the other party.
The teapot on the coffee table was steaming. Fujino suddenly opened his eyes, poured a cup of tea calmly and handed it to Zhang Yingfang, and then poured a cup for himself.
Zhang Yingfang took the tea cup and was about to speak when Fujino made a "please" gesture and then began to taste the tea slowly.
Zhang Yingfang patiently took a sip, but she felt bitter and astringent in her mouth, which was unspeakably unpleasant. She couldn't help but said: "Mr. Fujino, I am very willing to cooperate with you for a long time. In fact, I am really like that." We did. But if you still plan to talk about price today, then we really don’t need to talk anymore. It’s simply impossible to supply at cost price.”
Fujino smiled slightly and put down the tea cup: "You are still the same as when I first met you, speaking straight and bluntly. Have you forgotten how many guests I have brought you in the past few years?"
"That's why every year we will give you products close to cost price." Zhang Yingfang said tit for tat.
"Close to cost price," Fujino shook his head, "not yet cost price."
Zhang Yingfang put down her tea cup and was about to end a conversation whose outcome she knew from the beginning: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fujino. I have something else to do in the afternoon, so first..."
Before she finished speaking, Zhang Yingfang felt her legs go weak, her vision went dark, and she fell on the sofa next to her.
Fujino slowly picked up the teacup and drank in small sips.
