Being able to advance the project so quickly was exactly what Zhao Fengqi needed. Without any further politeness, he picked up the proposal and read it one by one.

The plan is very detailed.

The focus is on a few points.

[-]. The design cycle is half a month, and the final draft will be delivered after half a month.

[-]. The two parties provide design elements for integration, and the clothing version is mainly based on the basic version of blackthread.

[-]. Party A blackthread is responsible for the basic publicity of the products, including but not limited to selling them in various branches of blackthread, and participating in fashion releases with the main products of blackthread.

[-]. Party B Zhao Fengqi's studio is responsible for post-publicity, including but not limited to contacting sponsors, cooperating with advertising, and renting venues in large shopping malls.

Fifth, as well as the mass production in the later stage, the site selection and cooperation of the cooperative factory, and a series of expenses and handling of matters, all shall be borne by Party B.

[-]. The profit ratio of both parties is nine to one.

[-]. Division of responsibilities. Neither party will bear the risk of this cooperation due to natural factors or force majeure. If the cooperation progress is delayed only because of the termination of unilateral behavior or the long cycle, the actual cost paid by the other company during the period must be compensated. And the profit after converting the time cost.

The plan was lightly placed on the table by Zhao Fengqi, and he raised his head to look at Qin Xue, her expression was calm, with a strategizing expression, no wonder she is the female president who has been in the mall for many years and can get a share of China's clothing and fashion business .

This blackthread contract is almost equivalent to a bully clause, and all interests are inclined to Party A. No matter the investment ratio, profit ratio, or division of responsibilities, it is extremely difficult for Party B.

It can be equivalent to that blackthread only publishes the name of one brand, and ignores the others, and directly takes [-]% of the profits.

"Junior Sister..." Zhao Fengqi was at a loss for words for a moment, he laughed and said, "This plan is too strict for Abn."

Abn is the name of Zhao Fengqi's studio.

Su Qing stood next to Qin Xue, looking at Zhao Fengqi's deflated expression, she almost burst out laughing. If you want to say why Su Qing didn't directly kill Zhao Fengqi's cooperation in the cradle, this is one of the reasons.

Because Qin Xue really upholds the capitalist demeanor of talking about business, and exploits Zhao Fengqi's interests to the fullest, making him dumb and suffering from Coptis chinensis.

"Brother Shi knows that the brand value of our blackthread brand is very high, and it can create momentum for Brother Shi's studio. Brother Shi came to me, isn't that what the picture is about?"

Zhao Fengqi smiled elegantly, but he didn't expect that his little junior sister, who hadn't seen him for so many years, was really getting smarter and smarter. Yesterday he frankly stated his needs, and Qin Xue really followed suit. His own demand point puts pressure on him and regards it as a profit point.

"Yes." Zhao Fengqi took a sip of coffee, and began to quickly reflect on how to proceed with this business negotiation.

Qin Xue smiled gracefully, "Brother, this is the first version of the plan, which was drawn up by us. Of course, the overall interests are on our side. Abn can also say if he has other demands or is not satisfied with this plan. Come out, isn't this the meaning of our negotiations here, this is not the final plan."

"I agree with the general details in the plan..."

Zhao Fengqi said a polite remark of courtesy first and soldiers later.

Qin Xue also understood his routine, and raised her hand at Zhao Fengqi across the conference table more than one meter away, "Brother, just tell me what you need."

Zhao Fengqi also admired Qin Xue's quick-cut character. He straightened his back, clasped his hands in front of his body and said, "Sister sister is happy, so I will say it openly. Regarding the four, Five o'clock..."

Zhao Fengqi frowned suddenly, and the words in his mouth stopped. There was no other reason for this behavior. He felt a strong pain in his lower abdomen, and his stomach twitched.

He squeezed the fabric of his stomach, and reluctantly continued, "The fourth point...sponsors, advertising, venue..."

Zhao Fengqi has always been professional, and has always been [-]% focused on work. He hates unprofessional people, especially when the two parties are negotiating cooperation.

Can...

He has to leave now.

Because he... couldn't hold it anymore.

Zhao Fengqi got up slowly, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, "Excuse me, sister, where is the bathroom in your company?"

Qin Xue was taken aback, and pointed outside, "At..."

Before she could finish her words, Su Qing who was next to her took over the words. He waved his hand towards the door, "Mr. Zhao, this way please."

Zhao Fengqi nodded his chin slightly, "It's troublesome."

Su Qing led the way ahead, and he smiled while avoiding everyone's eyes, thinking, "You are welcome, I gave you the laxative."

Su Qing was wearing a high-end suit, her figure was tall and straight, and her steps were strong.

In contrast, Zhao Fengqi, who was walking behind, tried his best to straighten his back, but he walked a little bit differently, and his pace became faster and faster.

Walking to the bathroom, Zhao Fengqi rushed in with lightning speed.

Su Qing stood leaning against the door, she really didn't expect that this elegant designer, the overlord who will run the mall in the future, would have such an impatient side.

It really echoes the old saying that people have three urgencies.

However, at this moment Zhao Fengqi should be more anxious.

Su Qing glanced at the table in the diagonal storage room, and the toilet paper that should have been in the bathroom was quietly placed on it.

"Hey, it's so miserable... no paper... no mobile phone..." Su Qing shrugged her shoulders and strode back to the conference room.

Zhao Fengqi's assistant was still standing in the conference room, so when Su Qing walked in, she just nodded at Qin Xue and called out "Boss Qin."

Qin Xue didn't respond, but nodded her chin slightly.

The three of them waited for Zhao Fengqi looking at each other in the conference room, which was quite embarrassing for a while.

The wall clock in the conference room was ticking.

After 10 minutes, the person still hasn't come back.

"President Qin..." Xiao Fei, Zhao Fengqi's assistant, leaned towards Qin Xue and said with an embarrassed expression, "I'll go and see President Zhao."

"Okay." Qin Xue maintained a decent attitude.

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