The beginning is the invincible boss

Chapter 180 The Clown
Mo Wenyuan knew that what the master Diao Xuyan did was nothing more than asking for a price and bargaining on the spot.

However, it is too unreliable to report [-] million when it comes up.

"Forget it, the master said so, I can only spread the word like this."

Helplessness appeared on Mo Wenyuan's face, he knew what kind of virtue his master had: "However, why do I feel that master is going to be unlucky this time?"

Although he had never been in contact with Tang Ling, he could get a glimpse of Zhao Ming.

The subordinates are so ruthless, the boss will definitely not be kind.

Just a master, not a father.

Mo Wenyuan dialed Zhao Ming's phone carefully, and said, "Mr. Zhao, my master said... that you can buy boxing books, but you need at least [-] million in cash."

"How many?"

Zhao Ming was taken aback by Mo Wenyuan's words: "You are telling me again, how much does your master want?"

"One... one hundred million!"

After finishing speaking, fearing that Zhao Ming might misunderstand, Mo Wenyuan quickly explained: "Yes, my master said it, but I didn't say it. This has nothing to do with me."

Listening to Mo Wenyuan's trembling voice on the other side of the phone.

Zhao Ming also believed that this matter had nothing to do with him, but since the other party had already made an offer, he naturally wanted to answer, Zhao Ming thought for a while and said.

"Where are you now, come and see me right away."

"I, I'm going there!"

Faced with someone he couldn't beat, Mo Wenyuan was still very cowardly.

In less than an hour, Mo Wenyuan had already appeared in Zhao Ming's teahouse. Looking at Zhao Ming who was making tea in front of him, Mo Wenyuan even breathed a lot easier.

"Here? Sit down."

Zhao Ming pointed to the opposite position and said with a smile: "Business is all about sincerity. We really want to buy it, but now it seems that your master has no intention of selling it."

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have directly offered the sky-high price of [-] million."

"It's really not even close at all."

Faced with Zhao Ming's complaints, Mo Wenyuan sat across from him feeling like he was on pins and needles, but he could only smile foolishly.

"Actually, that's what my master said, the specific price can still be negotiated..."

"no need."

Before Mo Wenyuan finished speaking, Zhao Ming said directly: "I can tell you the truth. We are determined to get the boxing book in your master's hand, but we will only give him 100 million at most."

"Not a dime more..."

"You can call your master back now and see what his attitude is!"

After Zhao Ming finished speaking, Mo Wenyuan looked confused, not knowing what he meant.

Based on his understanding of the master, 100 million is absolutely impossible, let alone knowing that the other party is determined to win, but he has to do it.

Just like that, Mo Wenyuan took out his mobile phone to make a call in front of Zhao Ming.

The moment the phone was connected, in another room of the teahouse, the fingers of several tracking masters invited by Zhao Ming at a high price had already started dancing on the keyboard.

Relying on professional equipment, these two tracking masters began to locate the location of Master Mo Wenyuan.

"How about it?"

Diao Xuyan, who received the call, smiled and said, "Have you told them my quotation? What did they say?"

Facing the master's question, Mo Wenyuan looked at Zhao Ming who was making tea.

"They say [-] million is impossible."

"Nonsense, of course it's impossible."

Diao Xuyan, who was having a massage on the other side of the phone, groaned and said, "I said [-] million is [-] million, so I should suspect that Tang is out of his mind."

"Tell me, how much did they offer?"

"100."

Mo Wenyuan took a breath, and continued: "They said that the maximum is 100 million, not a dime more, and they also said that they are determined to win the boxing book!"

At this remark, Diao Xuyan on the other side of the phone was stunned.

"Haha, what a cow!"

Diao Xuyan got up and took a sip of the juice, lay flat on the bed and said, "This Tang guy is really awesome. Does he mean 100 million for 100 million? Do I have to sell him?"

At this time, Zhao Ming looked at his watch, and exactly one minute had passed.

"That's right, you can sell 100 million if you can, and you have to sell it if you don't."

Zhao Ming took the mobile phone from Mo Wenyuan's hand with a smile and said, "Also, I believe that we will meet soon. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it after we meet."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Ming directly hung up the phone and threw it to Mo Wenyuan.

At the same time, to Mo Wenyuan's astonishment, the door was pushed open, and a professional woman in black came over with a note.

Zhao Ming glanced at the contents of the note, and then said to Mo Wenyuan who was bewildered: "How many people do you think you can beat at once with your master's skill?"

"The clown who can't get on the stage dares to ask me for a lot of money, he doesn't know how to live or die."

After speaking, Zhao Ming directly threw the note in his hand to Mo Wenyuan.

Every city has some forces that can't be put on the table. In today's society where money is paramount, Zhao Ming only needs to spend 20 yuan, which is enough to clean up a person's obedience.

What's more, he didn't let the other party kill people.

After Zhao Ming left, Mo Wenyuan carefully opened the note thrown in front of him, and when he saw the string of addresses on it, he suddenly felt as if his back had been electrified.

All over the body, all the hairs stood up all at once.

It could even be said that there was no need to let Tang Ling know about such a trivial matter, Zhao Ming could handle it by himself.

At this time, Tang Ling personally drove to Bohai Road, where the headquarters of Hanguang Hotel Chain is located. Facing the afternoon sunshine, the Porsche slowly stopped.

At this moment, in the hall on the first floor of the building.

Tang Ling's secretary, Liu Yue, was standing at the door in business attire and had been waiting for a long time. Seeing Tang Ling get off the car, he hurried up to greet her.

"Tang Dong, you came a little early."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Tang Ling looked at his watch, and said, "Didn't you say that the meeting will be held at two o'clock in the afternoon? It's already ten past two, and they haven't come yet?"

Facing the inquiry, Liu Yue showed a hint of helplessness on her pretty face.

Although Liu Yue didn't say anything, Tang Ling realized that he was forced in by Yue Zihao halfway.

To everyone on the board of directors of Hanguang Hotel, he is an outsider.

For outsiders, it is natural to kill his prestige first.

"It's okay, go to the meeting room first."

Although Tang Ling had never been involved in any internal struggles within the company, he knew what to do now: "Also, in my name, send a formal meeting notice to all the directors."

"I don't care about the rest."

Tang Ling walked out of the elevator with a smile, and then went straight into the conference room.

At this moment, he was the only one in the spacious and bright conference room, and Tang Ling sat directly on the executive director's seat without hesitation.

Just like that, after waiting for an hour, the door of the conference room was pushed open again...

(End of this chapter)