After waking Chrissy up, Chu Heng took the elevator to the conference room on the third floor.
The room is not big, only about twenty to thirty square meters. There is an oval conference table in the middle, covered with a burgundy tablecloth. Chairs have been placed on the east and west sides of the table in advance, and there are chairs in front of each seat. There is also a white porcelain tea cup with a lid on the table. On the cup are printed the words "Long Live the Great Unity of the People of the World" in bright red small letters.
At this moment, in the row of chairs on the east side, Jiang Fanghao, Che Xiaobao, and Qian Jiefang were sitting on the chairs in the south looking around, while Li Jiangqi and other translators and recorders were sitting on the chairs in the north. Chair.
There is an empty seat between the two groups, and they look clearly separated.
"Tap tap tap!"
After Chu Heng came in, he went straight to the empty seat that symbolized the main seat, sat down with a big sword, and then started to take out things from his bag.
A can of black tea, a bag of golden jujubes, a small bag of rock sugar, a small bag of toffee, and a box of snacks from Daoxiang Village.
Seeing this, other people also took out their own food, basically all kinds of food, some were steamed buns, some were bread, and Li Jiangqi, a little Tianlong, even prepared chocolates.
Before coming here, Chu Heng had held a meeting for them, and he had clearly told everyone that today's meeting would be a war of attrition, and they would not eat until the negotiation was settled, so they all prepared some food themselves.
After Chu Heng finished getting the things, he looked around. When he saw the steamed buns, pork head meat, and stinky tofu placed in front of Che Xiaobao, he was speechless: "No, I asked you to prepare some supplements. Your physical strength is not for you to go out for a picnic, so why the hell are you holding a bottle of stinky tofu?"
"Hey, I like to put some stinky tofu on my steamed buns, otherwise I won't be able to eat them." Che Xiaobao said with a smile.
Li Jiangqi and he had worked together in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs dormitory for several months, and they were familiar with each other. After hearing this, he turned his head and took a look, and couldn't help but frowned and scolded: "Che Xiaobao, hurry up and Take that thing away, if you really want to eat stinky tofu in this house, can this house still be inhabited?"
"Then...let's do it." Che Xiaobao picked up the bottle of stinky tofu with a nonchalant look on his face and prepared to put it back in his bag.
"Wait a minute!"
However, Chu Heng suddenly stopped him, his eyes rolled around, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a bad smile, and said: "You share this stinky tofu with everyone, each person will take two bites, and we will add some biochemical attacks to destroy it." The spirit of these grandsons!”
"good idea!"
Jiang Fanghao immediately understood what he meant and laughed: "Haha, when the smell is gone, how can these foreign devils still have the energy to talk!"
A young man in his thirties at the other end blinked and said happily: "Haha, Comrade Chu Heng, you are really successful. This set of foreign moves is one after another. Come on, come on, give me a bite first, for If you can create more foreign exchange for the country, I will fight with you today!"
"Give me a bite too!"
"And I!"
Others responded one after another, got up and came to Che Xiaobao's side, more or less all of them had bad breath.
In the blink of an eye, the room became stinky.
Only Li Jiangqi sat there without moving, frowning and covering his nose, with a look of resistance on his face.
She followed her family to the south when she was a child, and came back when she grew up. She has never fallen in love with stinky tofu and has never eaten it.
Chu Heng also took a bite at this time. After smashing it in his mouth a few times and tasting it, he saw that she remained motionless and asked: "Hey, I said jujube core, why don't you eat it?"
"I don't like eating this." Li Jiangqi pinched his nose and said in a dull voice.
Hearing this, Chu Heng advised: "If you don't like it, you should take a bite, so that you won't smell it. Otherwise, you won't be able to stand the smell in the room, and this thing just smells bad, and it's really bad when you eat it." fragrant."
"Don't eat!"
Li Jiangqi shook his head firmly.
"Let's do it." Chu Heng shrugged nonchalantly and didn't try to persuade her again. Anyway, she wasn't the only one left.
He turned around and picked up the things on the table, put some tea leaves, rock sugar, and golden jujubes into the cup. He also called the waiter waiting at the door to ask for hot water, and the old god was there to drink tea and wait. With Chrissie's arrival.
After the waiter brought them the boiled water, he looked at Chu Heng, this guy with a weird look on his face.
He has been a waiter here for five or six years, and has witnessed many negotiations, large and small. There are many psychological warfare, but this is the first time he has seen biological and chemical warfare.
But if you think about it carefully, you may have suffered a little loss with this move, but if you don’t protect all of them, you can really win by surprise!
Thinking of this, the waiter was looking forward to the next negotiation. He wanted to see how the foreign guests would react.
Time passed quietly, and in a blink of an eye it was almost nine o'clock, the negotiation time that Chu Heng had agreed with Chrissy yesterday.
"Tap tap tap..."
In the conference room filled with the fresh aroma of stinky tofu, Chu Heng looked down at the time. Just thirty seconds before nine o'clock, a series of footsteps came in from outside the door.
"Why!"
He couldn't help but sigh. It was a pity. If the grandson had come a minute later, he would have made a thousand dollars.
"Aha, damn Chu, don't even think about taking a cent out of my pocket!"
The next moment.
Chrissy led her companion and her subordinates in with a proud look on her face. Just when she was about to give Chu Heng a few words, her face suddenly changed. She pinched her nose and looked at Chu Heng and others suspiciously: "Damn it! Why are you like this? Ouch, did any of you step on shit?"
The female companions and men beside him also pinched their noses.
"Haha, don't get me wrong, I have friends."
Chu Heng crossed his legs and explained with a smile: "We just had breakfast. There was stinky tofu in the meal. I think that's what you smelled."
"Yes, that's it. Why is it so familiar?" Chrissy, who had already arrived at the conference table, looked surprised when he heard this.
The little model next to him smelled the smell that got stronger the closer he got to Chu Heng and these people. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he suggested: "Honey, I think we should change to another room. The smell is really unpleasant." .”
"I'm sorry, there are no free conference rooms at the moment. Just get over it." Chu Heng said with a standard business smile.
"No?" Chrissy, who was also feeling very uncomfortable, was stunned for a moment, then thought for a moment and said, "Then why not go to my room, it's better than here."
"Why do you have so many things to do? I don't have time to waste with you when I change my mind. Okay, let's start quickly. My time is very precious." Chu Heng immediately rejected it, otherwise he would really have to change rooms. Didn’t he eat this stinky tofu for nothing?
Then he turned to the waiter and ordered: "Brother, if you are tired, go out and close the door and lock it. You are not allowed to open the door without my permission!"
"OK!"
The waiter turned around and walked out of the room, quickly closing the door and locking it.
Chrissy's expression changed when he saw this, and he immediately understood that Chu Heng had deliberately eaten stinky tofu and wanted to use off-site factors to interfere with them.
"Chu! You are still as despicable as ever!" He gritted his teeth and glared at Chu Heng.
"I don't understand what you're talking about."
Chu Heng had an extremely bright smile on his face, and then he motioned to Jiang Fanghao and the others beside him, asking them to put the three large boxes they had brought on the table, and then pointed at the boxes and said, "This is the book you want, a total of One hundred and three books are from the top literary workers in China."
