Mr. Ning called and asked the kitchen to make ten flatbreads, five each sweet and salty. Then he sat at his desk and started drafting the contract.
This is not a trick, it must be written so that both parties do not suffer and are satisfied.
Jiu Motoko stood in front of the window with her hands behind her back, looking at the construction site by the lake.
They seem to want to build a house in the lake, and it seems they still want to squeeze out the poor living space of the endangered dragon.
Thinking of dragons, she asked: "Mr. Ning, is my dragon male or female? How big is it now?"
Mr. Ning's writing hand suddenly stopped, he raised his head and said, "Mr., it's in very good condition. If you take it back today, I'll send someone to deliver it to you."
"..." Jiu Yuanzi looked at him and answered too quickly, which was very suspicious.
If a businessman answers too readily, there is only one possibility: you have set a high price, and he is afraid that you will regret it if he makes too much money, so he will settle the business first.
It was a unique dragon, but Mr. Ning just let him take it away without even thinking about it. It must be that the dragon grew too big and took up space, or it ate too much and even the CEO couldn't hold it.
Jiu Yuanzi immediately refused: "No, I just asked. Come to think of it, that dragon didn't write my name on it. It was found on Mr. Ning's island. Now it eats yours and uses yours. Seriously. It should be your dragon."
"I even need a fake brother to take care of me. How can I possibly raise a little dragon cub?"
Not only did she refuse to take the dragon home, she also took out the Ping Ping Wang doll to change the subject.
"Mr. Ning, look, this doll and the one on your table are from the same series. Last time we went to the underworld together, you did business secretly behind our backs. Now help me send it to the underworld and send this thing home. ?”
Mr. Ning can mention the general agent of the underworld in front of her, so he is not afraid that she will know about it.
With such a huge reputation, I can't hide it from those treacherous people. Sooner or later, the entire cultivation circle will know about it.
And this guy lives next door.
"Let me take a look." He took the doll over, King Ping.
If you don't look at the grade and just look at the name, it feels much higher than the one I have.
This is the King of Pingping, one of the ten kings of hell.
And my own one is just an inexplicable ghost bride, but the level is reversed.
The attributes of both of them are not very good. The Ghost Bride even mentions that it is profitable, but this one is just cute.
But it is indeed a set.
Seeing that he was looking carefully, Shu Motoko said: "I met Ping Wang in the dojo. The biggest BOSS, Land Yu-kun is him."
"He begged me to send him back to the underworld, saying that the people in the underworld would repay me well. Now that you have a way and I have the goods, should we discuss how to make him return to his roots?"
"It would be better to ask the underworld for any reward. After all, you are doing a good deed, but if you don't ask for anything, you will betray his good intentions. This is what King Ping Ping said himself. If you don't want reward, you are looking down on him."
Mr. Ning looked at her, she was lazy and greedy. Even the ignorant female college students were recruited by her to work as coolies. How could she collect corpses for others without any reward?
She's definitely taken her paycheck and now wants to earn more.
"I can't send you in, not as a living thing. But I can give it away, and the reward will be half and half, which is considered the agency fee." He made a price.
Just trade well and don't involve too many human factors in it. Only in this way can you create a virtuous cycle instead of losing money and going bankrupt.
Jiu Yuanzi nodded, "Okay, what do you want?"
Mr. Ning asked: "Do you believe me?"
"You are talking about the greed of capitalists... No, are you talking about your integrity as a businessman? Then I believe it." Jiu Yuanzi must believe it.
How stereotyped is her image of herself?
Mr. Ning did not have time to explain that making money is a businessman's ethics and integrity is the cornerstone of business.
The treatment of ghosts and silicone dolls is not among them.
"Please read the contract of Nine Hell Gate first, and leave the doll to me. After I complete the transaction, I will give you half. Do you want money or spiritual objects?" Mr. Ning said, handing over the contract.
Why do these words sound so familiar? This is what he asked the ghost just now. Jiu Motoko learned from the past and said smartly: "I only want half of what you got, and I can't replace it with anything else."
"By the way, you can't maliciously ask for something that I can't use, such as the kind that is only for men."
With a move of her fingers, she took out a pen from Qiankun in her sleeve and added to the contract.
Mr. Ning asked: "What kind of things for cultivation are only for men? What are you misunderstanding?"
"When I say the name of False Brother, some people will be surprised and laugh, so I went to check it out. I found a drug that can be used by men to restore their male prowess. The pronunciation is similar to this."
Jiu Motoko marked it on the contract and said, "That's why I want to write it down to prevent you from asking for something similar."
It turned out that she already knew why the fake brother's name made people laugh, but she never thought about changing it.
Mr. Ning said seriously: "I think you have misunderstood, so I want to explain. In fact, this medicine is mainly used to treat pulmonary arterial hypertension. It is a rare disease, and little girls suffer more."
"As for the medicinal effect you mentioned, it is not the main purpose of its existence. But making money is not shabby, and a man's money will not be in vain if he does not make it."
"You don't have to worry about the girls' illnesses, they will be reimbursed."
"..." Jiu Yuanzi was silent for a moment, and then reminded, "Mr. Ning, even if you said such a rigorous thing, I still want to say, try to trade things that I can use."
"If you're not at ease, just add it to the contract." Mr. Ning is not afraid that the contract has too many words. As long as there is anything you are not at ease about, you can write it in.
When the time comes, there will be traces to follow, and no one can rely on anyone else.
Both sides are safe.
Businessmen like him also have to protect themselves.
The five-page contract was not enough. Jiu Motoko wrote many supplementary agreements, filling up all the empty spaces.
Mainly because Mr. Ning's operation scared her, she felt like if she wasn't careful, she would be slaughtered by him like a pig.
After Mr. Ning read it all and made sure that she had nothing to add, he retyped it and wrote two copies.
The two of them signed and sealed the deal with their thumbprints, and this was considered complete.
"I still have things to do, do you still want to stay at the construction site for a while?" As soon as the things were done, Mr. Ning accepted the contract and wanted to drive people away. He was a scumbag.
When other people do business, they have to treat customers to dinner afterwards, but they are eager for you to leave quickly and not waste their time.
Jiu Yuanzi also didn't want Xiao Wanfa to stay at sea alone with her fake brother. After finishing the last thing, she could leave.
So, she took out the guiding light.
"Mr. Ning, I'll sell you this good thing, a heaven-level magic weapon."
Mr. Ning took a look and said with a meaningful expression, "No, selling it will affect the image of my company."
"Others will think that I can't come up with good things and can only use these to fill up the numbers, which is not conducive to the shaping of the brand image."
Jiu Motoko was shocked. This is obviously a good thing, why no one likes it!
A bunch of ignorant guys.
She walked out of the general command room angrily and suddenly turned around and asked, "Mr. Ning, making money is not easy, isn't it?"
Unexpectedly, Mr. Ning, who never liked to smile, smiled while sitting behind his desk, "No, it's very easy."
Jiu Motoko was stunned, so angry, capitalists are so annoying!
