Chapter 18

Although Wen Waner still kept a polite smile, Wen Mingjun always felt that he seemed to be stared at by some monsters, and he felt guilty for no reason.

Pushing her silver framed glasses, Wen Waner said seriously: "boss Wen, we have learned that your company's game has been in a state of loss shortly after opening the service. Before we put forward the acquisition, your game stopped serving and no longer operated."

"Not only that, because you can't pay the balance of renting the server, even the player's data has been completely cleared. In other words, your game is only a body, and you can't make use of the number of players you have accumulated to turn losses into profits in a short time."

"In addition, you still owe your employees' wages. Let them take back their computers to offset their wages. If we buy your company, we have to pay the employees' wages. Your office space is also rented, and the office supplies are old. I even see a monitor thicker than a bucket."

"Even if these things are depreciated, it's almost like throwing them directly to the waste station. Maybe even the waste station is unwilling to accept them..."

Wen Waner's speech speed was not slow. It seemed that she had been suppressed for a long time and broke out completely at this moment.

However, because she is organized and articulate clearly, the meaning of each sentence can be completely transmitted to Wen Mingjun's ears.

Wen Mingjun finally knew why he was guilty. It was a fear similar to that of prey when he met a hunter.

From Wen Waner's speech, we can see that Wen Waner is professional and has rich working experience.

What he said just now is worthless in front of Wen Waner.

Moreover, Wen Mingjun also chose the wrong person to cheat. He thought Zhen Qiong would talk to him about it. Zhen Qiong looked very young, so Wen Mingjun thought he could cheat well and make more money.

But Wen Mingjun didn't expect that Zhen Qiong completely handed over the negotiation to Wen Waner.

Wen Waner completely crushed him in all aspects, leaving him at the negotiating table without any power to fight back.

"To sum up, if you really want to sell the company, boss Wen, the price we give is 19.5 million longhuang coins."

"Give boss Wen a whole, 20 million longhuang coins, it's like making a friend." Zhen Qiong waved his big hand, which can be regarded as a friendship price for Wen Mingjun.

"Boss Wen, I can only help you here."

Zhen Qiong sighed in his heart. At the same time, he secretly praised Wen Waner. All kinds of relevant data, like a machine gun, dumped Wen Mingjun and almost beat him into a sieve.

But Wen Mingjun couldn't refute it. In addition to his eloquence and preparation, Wen Waner's facts and data are all true.

Wen Mingjun wanted to struggle, but he immediately saw that Wen Waner took a note from the bottom of her little book and put it on the top of her little book.

After reading the note, Wen Waner's mouth couldn't help raising a smile. The reflection of the silver frame glasses became snow-white, completely blocking her eyes.

"There's a trap! If I continue to raise the price, I may not even have 20 million. If they give up directly, I'll lose my money!"

At the thought of this, Wen Mingjun's ugly face gradually returned to normal. He showed his warm smile and said, "no problem, Mr. Zhen, just come according to your price. For me... Oh! No! For my brother, to have a better development platform, Mr. Zhen, I will make a friend with you."

"Ha ha." Zhen Qiong smiled and said, "then what procedures do you need to follow next? Wan'er, please connect with boss Wen!"

"OK. Mr. Zhen." Wen Waner said with a "pop" and closed her little book.

Let Wen Wan'er handle the next trifles.

Wen Waner had previously handled larger companies, and the transaction amount reached hundreds of millions of longhuang coins.

A small company like mire network is a piece of cake for Wen Waner.

After handling some procedures that can be solved now, the three came to the office area. Wen Mingjun clapped his hands and said loudly, "brothers, I have something to announce."

More than a dozen employees stopped their work at hand. In fact, they didn't have any work. After a while, the documents on their computers didn't add up to 100 words.

"From today on, mire network is president Zhen's industry. Brothers, do a good job. If you work under President Zhen, you will certainly prosper!"

After saying this, Wen Mingjun took the lead in clapping. Since the money has been collected, Wen Mingjun doesn't mind bragging about Zhen Qiong.

More than a dozen employees had some melancholy, or dull expression, gradually showed a smile, and they also clapped.

Originally, their hearts were gloomy.

The mire network continues to lose money, even the game has stopped serving, and even can't get a salary.

It seems that the only way to meet them is to dissolve and find a job again.

For people with experience in failed projects like them, it will undoubtedly be much more difficult to find a new job in this industry.

While everyone was lamenting what to do next, someone took over the mess.

Although they don't know much about Zhen Qiong, they have heard of the curse of dawn.

Besides, in a short period of time, they slashed more than a dozen billion longhuang coins. With such a huge fund, they can at least make up for their wages.

Zhen Qiong raised his hand and motioned for everyone to be quiet. Then he said, "first back up what you need for work, and then go back to have a rest! Next Monday, you will report to the 33rd floor of Fengming grand scene. As for these scrap iron, you can find a scrap Station to sell."

"OK. Mr. Zhen." some employees responded first.

After nodding to him, Zhen Qiong continued: "you give your bank card number to assistant Wen and make up your salary today, and I promise that your salary will rise after you officially go to work."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhen!"

"President Zhen is bright!"

The excitement of more than a dozen employees was evident when they heard that they would get a raise if they had not been afraid to leave a bad impression in Zhen Qiong's heart. They all wanted to take off their hats and throw them into the sky.

After making up all the employees' salaries, Zhen Qiong didn't stay any longer and declined Wen Mingjun's dinner. To Wen Mingjun's taste, who knows what he would invite Zhen Qiong to eat.

For the sake of his stomach, Zhen Qiong decided to leave.

After returning to the car, Wen Waner reported: "President Zhen, there is no difficult place on the mire network. It can be handled in about two days."

"OK. By the way, what was written on the note you took out during the negotiation just now? It seems that Wen Mingjun still wants to raise the price. When he saw your note, he counseled in an instant."

"I lied to him. It says nothing."

Wen Waner smiled and took out a small notebook and pulled out the small note inside.

Zhen Qiong reached out and took the note. There was a line of delicate small characters on it - tea nausea, don't cut you, bargain!

Zhen Qiong looked at the note and joked: "if Wen Mingjun knew that he had taken millions less because of tea, he was afraid he would pour all his tea into the toilet. However, he was lucky. If there was no price, sister Wen didn't have to take weapons and cut it down with a knife. Wen Mingjun was afraid he would die on the spot."

After the acquisition, Monday arrived soon.

Both Lu Yufeng's fresh graduates and more than a dozen old employees of mire network came to the 33rd floor of Fengming grand scene with uneasy mood to start their new work and challenges.