Lin Yue stretched out his right hand and shook his hand: "Qin Fen, right? Nice to see you."
After saying this, he walked straight to the dining table and sat down. He stirred the bowl with a spoon and took a sip of soy milk.
"Well, the taste is very good." He looked at the female assistant and smiled, then asked Qin Fen: "Would you like a bowl?"
Qin Fen hurriedly waved his hand: "Thank you, I've already eaten."
"Oh, I've eaten." Lin Yue said as he picked up the eggs on the small plate and handed them to the female assistant.
Qin Fen watched her sit across from her, gently knocked the egg on the table, and peeled off the hard shell bit by bit with his slender fingers.
"Tell me more specifically about the considerations behind your invention."
Just like in the movie, Qin Fen's life started to be in vain, no, it was deception: "The reason why the world continues to be warred and conflicts intensify is that the differences cannot be fairly adjudicated..."
He talked a lot, his upper lip and lower lip touching each other, like an engine with oil on the floor, which couldn't stop at all. From the Kosovo war, the Palestinian issue to the presidential election of the United States, the superiority and inferiority of black and white races. The dispute, in his words, can be resolved in minutes by using the disagreement terminal.
What does Lin Yuexin mean by acting? What is a big shot?
Big celebrities can talk nonsense in front of the camera and still remain serious, and their solemn appearance seems to be discussing the philosophy of life.
And that one, can you not eat my tofu when I pass the eggs? Where do you rub your feet?
After finally waiting for him to finish, Lin Yue said cooperatively: "It's interesting, please make an offer."
Qin Fen thought for a while and stretched out two fingers: "Two million."
He had already found out clearly before coming here that Mr. Fan was a rich man. He had gone crazy in the past two years. He decided to enter the high-end financial industry without working in his old profession. It didn't matter that he had no work experience or professional knowledge. , you can hire professional managers to manage the company, but how to do this 250? If you have money but you can't use it, you have to take care of everything no matter how big or small, and you have to stick to your word, and you can't tolerate any objections. Do you think you have a lack of nerve in your head?
This kind of person is the easiest to fool!
Lin Yue said: "One million."
"Two million."
He took a sip of the soy milk, squeezed out the yolk from the middle of the egg white, put it into a spoon and handed it to the female assistant.
"one million."
"Look, the disagreement is coming." Qin Fen pointed to the disagreement terminal on the table: "Otherwise, it has the final say."
"Okay." Lin Yue stood up and put his hand inside.
"one two three!"
As soon as the sound of "three" fell, the two opened different terminals at the same time.
Lin Yue came out with a cloth, and Qin Fen came out with a hammer.
"Okay, one million."
Qin Fen said: "I'm talking about US dollars."
Lin Yue said: "I'm talking about the Zimbabwean dollar."
"..."
A cold wind blew through the hall, lifting the ruffles of the female assistant's deep V-neck shirt. She adjusted the temples of her glasses on the bridge of her nose. She wanted to smile but didn't dare. It looked like she was feeling a little uncomfortable holding it in.
Qin Fen tried his best to force out a smile that was uglier than crying. What is the concept of one million Zimbabwe dollars? At the beginning of the year, the exchange rate against the U.S. dollar was 5,300:1, which meant that 5,300 Zimbabwean dollars was equivalent to 1 U.S. dollar. Now it is May and the exchange rate is still falling. No, strictly speaking, it was heading towards collapse at a speed of 180 miles.
Even according to the exchange rate at the beginning of the year, one million Zimbabwean dollars is equivalent to 189 US dollars, which is equivalent to 1,300 yuan in RMB. The key is that even if you really have one million Zimbabwean dollars, no bank is willing to help you exchange it into equivalent US dollars, so you can only use it to wipe your butt in mainland China.
"How about Canadian dollars?"
"won."
"You're not interested anymore." Qin Fen sat down and took off his baseball cap, stroking his soft bald head with one hand, with an unhappy look on his face.
Lin Yue put the Diversity Terminal back on the table: "Let's do this, I'll give you one million yuan..."
Who the hell told him that Fan Shuheng was a stick?
Qin Fen looked thoughtful. He finally understood that Mr. Fan, the angel investor, was not as easy to fool as the outside rumors. Rationally speaking, with current housing prices, one million yuan is enough to buy a small two-bedroom apartment in BJ City, which sounds pretty good.
"good……"
Before he finished speaking, Lin Yue pressed his hand on his shoulder: "Don't rush to agree yet, this deal has additional conditions."
Qin Fen: "..."
"This 1 million yuan is used to buy three months of your time. I can pay you a deposit of 500,000 yuan first, and you can stay in the United States for three months, and then come back here after three months to get the remaining 500,000 yuan. How about that?"
Qin Fen scratched the back of his head with his hands. He couldn't figure out which song this Mr. Fan sang. He could get one million yuan by returning to the United States and staying in the United States for three months? What is the other party trying to do by doing this?
Think about it seriously, this was the first time they met. There was no emotional connection and no interest. The other party couldn't get anything from him at all.
"Aren't you happy?" Lin Yue picked up a piece of paper towel and wiped his hands: "Xiaoxin, see you off."
"No, no, no... who said I disagreed." Qin Fen quickly stood up and shook hands with him: "I have been back to China for a few months, and things here have been almost arranged. I happen to have plans to go to the United States to deal with unfinished matters. Staying on the side for three months, right? There’s no problem at all.”
"Then it's settled." Lin Yue looked at the female assistant: "Xiaoxin, you will draft an agreement later."
She squinted her eyes and smiled: "Okay, Mr. Fan."
Lin Yue turned back and looked at the different terminals placed on the dining table: "As for this thing, please help me throw it into the trash can downstairs."
Qin Fen's expression was as usual, and he was not filled with indignation because his invention was defined as garbage. This thing was originally used to fool investors. It was not even a toy. It was just a creative small product at most. It still had no market prospect and was not popular. That kind of thing, now it's bad luck to exchange it for one million yuan, who cares about how it will be treated.
"Xiaoxin, take Mr. Qin to withdraw the money first, and send the agreement to the company later."
After giving the instructions, Lin Yue pushed open the heavy glass door of the dining room and walked towards the bedroom: "Find two people to break down that door for me tomorrow."
"Mr. Fan?"
"If you are told to smash it, you will smash it."
Qin Fen looked at Lin Yue's back and said, "Mr. Fan is really a sweetheart."
"Haha." Gong Xin smiled reluctantly.
Is Mr. Fan Shuheng a man of temperament? joke!
She had been seducing him intentionally or unintentionally for half a year, but she had never seen him take any actual action. At most, he only talked about it. She didn't know what she was afraid of, or that she was not good at it.
The two came down from upstairs. Gong Xin threw the different terminals into the trash can according to Lin Yue's instructions. After that, he drove a BMW 730 out of the underground parking lot and drove Qin Fen to the nearest bank.
On the other side, Lin Yue changed his clothes and walked into the study room and opened his laptop.
While the system was loading, he glanced at the things on his desk, and a light lit up deep in his eyes.
