Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 168: What price do I want, you have to give it
"Yueliang's Song!" Song Chunsheng said in a deep voice, his face was already very grim.
Clearly it was also his daughter, he had no idea why this daughter was so different from Ziyun.
It seems that you were born with a rebel bone, and you have to fight it in every way, and make it spoil the scene!
If he had not been so disobedient, he would not have been so heartless to her back then!
“You know what's going on with Song Groups now. Do you insist on distinguishing us from the inside out?” He said angrily, "Even if you don't want to admit it, you still have my Song Chunsheng in your Blood! Without me, there would be no you, Song Yueliang! Are you using me like the people outside?"
Song Yueliang was so amused that she wanted to laugh.
“The words of Boss Song are very interesting. Before you come to me, you should know that you have to pay the price, right?”
"You still come here to show your affection? Want to save a lot of money? The Song Group was on the verge of collapse. Song Dong could think about it. Are some silver taels in your purse important, or your Song family's decade?" Jiangshan is important."
"If you are not satisfied with my request, the gate is there, Song Dong and Song Shao can leave now. Anyway, nothing to lose to me."
Song Chunsheng and Song Ziyu were ridiculed until their faces turned blue and red.
In the current situation, Rao Song Ziyu also complained to Song Chunsheng.
What kind of love was playing in front of Song Yueliang? Can you play it?
Obviously they had already discussed it before coming here, and they were ready to pay the price.
Song Ziyu sat there with a frown, feeling extremely embarrassed!
If Song Yueliang was truly touched by these few words, then Song Yueliang would be an idiot!
Did your father forget what happened that year?
They dissect people's stomachs, remove fetuses that are less than a month old, and kill them!
Can Song Yueliang forget this kind of hostility?
Moreover, he sent his own mother to the cell later!
Thinking about what he did before, Song Ziyu lowered her head, she was afraid to look into Song Yueliang's eyes.
Song Yueliang's words seemed to smile, but her eyes were so cold that she looked at Song Chunsheng coldly.
"I don't have much time. The company has been very busy for two days. If Director Song doesn't think about it, he can go back and think about it before returning." He said, "I'm in no hurry. Taifeng Gate is open to welcome customers. You can come anytime. Find me."
Song Chunsheng's eyes shone gloomyly, knowing that he was acting too far away.
After a while, he said heavily, "I want to make sure that you can really make an appointment with Fu Yanchi."
"Easy." Song Yueliang picked up the phone and dialed the number in front of her. Song Chunsheng's number was very familiar, and he had played it many times this afternoon.
The phone was connected, and Leng Bai pressed the speaker of the phone with his fingertip. Song Yueliang looked at Song Chunsheng and said lightly, "Fu Yanchi."
"Moon? Call me at this hour, miss me? I'll pick you up after work!" Immediately came the voice of the answer from the other end of the phone, with a casual and joking tone, even the man's carefree laughter was heard.
Song Yueliang hung up the phone with a slap, the blue veins on her forehead soaring into the well, but her face remained motionless, "I want the 5% share of Song Dong Group to be in Song Dong's hands."
"Five percent shares? Song Yueliang, don't go too far!" Song Ziyu jumped first.
Are you kidding me? !
Song Group has many shareholders. In recent years of fundraising, the Song family has cashed out many shares. Now the number of shares owned by the Song family is only 51, enough to be the chairman of the board of directors!
Now every piece in their hands is so important!
"Is it too much? Now you can still trade 5% for the odds, otherwise you will lose everything you have in your hands." Song Yueliang is very methodical and clear-minded, “If Song Group falls, Song Group Shares are just a pile of used paper.”
He slightly raised the corner of his lips, "If Mr. Tang is not kind to me, I won't be able to see the shares of Song Corporation in his hands become worthless. I won't see you today." The collapse of the Song Corporation was a miracle to me. Very good thing."
Song Chunsheng fell silent after listening to the call, his eyes deep and he did not know what he was thinking.
During that period, his eyes showed hidden exploration and surveillance.
In the mall, negotiation is also a game.
Whoever messes up first, he's the loser.
He wants to win.
"You invited someone here for me. I need to do an interview with Fu Yanchi. If Song Corporation can survive this predicament, I will give you 100% of Song Corporation's equity." He opened his mouth, finally showing the spirit and courage of the long fight in the mall. "You should know that you only need to say a few words, and you can get 1% equity, which goes far beyond premium transactions."
"But I am Song Dong's only chance to turn things around. The only two words are you have to pay whatever price I want, because you have no other choice."
“Two percent.”
"Song Corporation collapsed, and I'm very happy to see it succeed. In the past few years, I've been dealing with Song Corporation frequently, just to see your luck."
"Three percent!"
"Song Dong is getting older, and his courage is not as good as it used to be. Instead of negotiating with me here, why don't you go back and think about how to persuade Fu Yanchi?"
"...Song Yueliang's! Four percent! This maximaku—"
“Chen Mo, tell guests to go.”
"agree! Five percent! But you must guarantee that Fu Yanchi will help Madame Song!"
Song Yueliang raised her eyebrows and extended her hand, "Welcome to cooperate, Song Dong."
Song Chunsheng stood up and left in embarrassment.
Song Ziyu hurriedly got up and followed behind.
From one percent to five percent, the final transaction price was the initial price Song Yueliang requested.
Bargaining pays back that loneliness.
Sad, ashamed!
Chen Mo gathered thousands of people, poured nearly untouched snow tea onto a solid wood coffee table, and cleaned the coffee table.
“President Song, do you want to buy a cake to celebrate?”
“Buy one, I want the taste of the fruit, my child will definitely like, choose one that is not too sweet.”
Song Yueliang smiled and got up from the sofa, "Call Song Dong later and remind him not to forget to bring an equity transfer contract in the evening."
“A director of a group, what does he say does not count?”
“How many group directors Lao Lai, did you know?”
“I'll call to remind you before I get home from work.”
Chen Mo handled the affairs neatly, and left the office after receiving the assignment.
Song Yueliang sat back in the boss chair, looked at the phone in his hand, and the well appeared again on the forehead.
Ming knew that he must have some serious business calling her while working, and even suspected Song Chunsheng would find her here.
Goddamn it, what are you talking about on the phone?
As he silently cursed, the phone rang, and the number was very familiar.
He just called.
"Fu Yanchi—!" He gritted his teeth, his voice cold and angry.
"Mama!" The princess' sweet and gentle voice came out from the microphone, "Mom, I am Qiqi! It turns out that the sister's call is the same as the house phone. Mother's voice has not changed! Mom, Dad lied, saying that if I used his older brother to call you, I would definitely hear your different voice!"
"..." - ".Song Yueliang wanted to beat Fu Yanchi to death.