Hearing Bai Zifan's words, Hu Hongyu was directly confused. The answer was not in accordance with the routine. I had no words to say

"Well, I came here today to talk to you about the previous batch of wood."

Since Bai Zifan didn't plan to be polite to himself, Hu Hongyu didn't talk nonsense and went straight to the main topic.

"I'm really sorry. We've got the wood. I don't think there's anything else to talk about between us."

After hearing Bai Zifan's words, Hu Hongyu's smile, which was not so much on his face, completely disappeared. As soon as the man went back to report Bai Zifan's contact with the people who sold wood yesterday, Hu Hongyu realized that something was wrong, but he was still a little late.

After taking a breath, Hu Hongyu sat down and said, "Bai Zifan, I don't understand the source of the other party's wood. If you buy it rashly, I'm afraid it will be bad luck."

"I don't think there's any trouble." Bai Zifan shrugged his shoulders and said with an indifferent face.

"You'd better buy ours. Our reputation is guaranteed. We can also provide after-sales service."

"As long as there's no problem in checking the wood, just pay for it and deliver it. What kind of after-sales service do you need?" Wang Xuebing doesn't give Hu Hongyu the chance to finish her words at all. She plans directly. Obviously, she doesn't have a good impression on the businessman who hurt her before.

"Well, I'll stop talking. Bai Zifan and Wang Bingbing, you should know that our timber factory is not an ordinary one. There are people behind me."

Hearing Hu Hongyu's words, Bai Zifan was really scared. He straightened his neck and looked at it for a while. He asked nervously: "why can't I see it? Are you sure you have someone behind you? "

Bai Zifan's divine way made Hu Hongyu feel chilly on his back. He bit his teeth and said, "Bai Zifan, don't play tricks on me! I mean, there's someone on me! "

Seeing that Bai Zifan began to look up again, Hu Hongyu, who could not bear it, yelled: "I have a boss in the back! This time you see, my boss in the back is not what you can provoke! "

Sure enough, Hu Hongyu's words are still very lethal. Behind Hu Hongyu are the characters above. Even Wang Dihuan dare not bully him. What's more, Wang Xuexue, who has been bullied by Wang Dihuan all the time, is said.

Fortunately, when Wang Xuebing changed his mind, Bai Zifan immediately said, "that's good. You can call your boss now. We'll buy the goods immediately when your boss tells me to buy them. The price is up to you. We'll never bargain!"

After opening and closing his mouth a few times, Hu Hongyu was completely confused. In the past, when he was doing business, as long as he played the boss's signboard, no one would give advice. But what's the situation now? I'm not afraid of it.

"Bai Zifan, I don't want to make a big deal. Let's talk it over? Let my boss know, I'm afraid your loss will not be as small as one hundred thousand and two hundred thousand. "

"It's OK. I'm just not afraid of big business. I'm saying that business can't be done well without a backer these days. I've always wanted to get to know your boss at the back desk, not to mention $1.2 million. As long as I can have a cup of tea and chat with your boss at the back desk, I'm willing to give him a million as a gift."

"Why don't you call? Is the phone dead? It doesn't matter. I have it here. Use mine. What's the number? "

Looking at Bai Zifan talking and taking out his mobile phone, Hu Hongyu almost cried.

He can use his boss's name to scare people, but Hu Hongyu knows in his heart that the boss doesn't take himself seriously at all. He is just the boss's white glove.

The meaning of existence is to help the boss make money. If the boss knows that he almost missed a big business, Hu Hongyu's ability will be doubted.

If a white man doesn't cooperate obediently, he will be hated by his boss. However, Hu Hongyu, who has caused the boss to make a small sum of money, can't get a good deal. Especially when he colludes with Wang Dihuan, he doesn't want to think about what kind of punishment he will get.

Glancing at Hu Hongyu whose face is changing, Bai Zifan knows that he is right this time. In the opinion of the boss, Hu Hongyu is nothing.

"Mr. Bai, we are all businessmen. We have something to say."

As soon as Hu Hongyu came in, he called him by his first name. Now he began to call him "Mr. Bai". Wang Xuexue was not a fool. He immediately understood that Hu Hongyu had given in and looked at Bai Zifan with admiration.

"Well, I'll give you a face. The price of wood will be 70% off according to the price between us. We'll trade. If the price can't reach it, it's OK."

"70% off? No, absolutely not. The price is too low. "

"There's nothing I can do about it. Anyway, there are other people waiting for us to buy wood, and the price is lower than your 70% discount." Bai Zifan began to drink coffee on his own, while Wang Bingbing took Hu Hongyu as the air and continued to play with his mobile phone.

After thinking for three minutes, Hu Hongyu, who was so anxious and sweating, pleaded and said, "Mr. Bai, Miss Wang, it's not that I don't agree, it's that the price is really too low. I can't make it."

After 70% discount, the price is just the market price. However, when the boss at the back desk looks at the account, he will never agree. Hu Hongyu, who has no way to explain, dare not reduce the price, but dare not do this business.

This middle-aged old uncle, now a pair of to cry, Wang ice and snow sighed and said: "20% off, you hit 20% off the deal."

On hearing Wang Xuexue's words, Hu Hongyu directly revived with blood in place, and said, "OK, deal!"

After looking at Hu Hongyu and Bai Zifan, Wang Xuexue said awkwardly: "well, I'm not saying the wrong thing again..."

Wang ice and snow is still too silly and simple. Hu Hongyu just pretends to be pitiful and falls into the trap.

"You said

Anyway, the theater is her in name. Now the owners of the theater agree, and they can't refute anything. Bai Zifan can only agree to spend more money.

For fear that after Hu Hongyu initialed the contract on the spot, he rushed back to the lumber factory for delivery.

Wang Xuexue, who knew that he had messed things up again, faltered and said, "Bai Zifan, don't be angry. This time it's my fault."

"Just this once?"

"Well, I'm not good these times. The timber problem has been solved. According to Qian Jiacai's estimation, the project will be completed in half a month at the most. Now it's time to assign the future duties of our theater staff. Naturally, I'm the manager of the theater. As for you."