After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Ye Xiaowu glanced at him in a reproachful manner, "When did I bite anyone?"

"Then the teeth marks on my shoulder were caused by a puppy?"

She was at fault, "... Can't you just not bite next time?"

Xiao Yan laughed nonchalantly: "I'll let you bite it. Biting my shoulder is boring. Let's bite somewhere else tonight."

Meeting his frank and lustful gaze.

Ye Xiaowu miraculously understood it immediately and his face turned red.

The eagle took a step back nervously, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Fortunately, the awkwardness lasted only a few seconds as the owner of the villa heard the noise and came out to greet us.

Haye looked very enthusiastic: "Hi, Xiao, you are finally here. You don't know how long I have been waiting for you! Did you have a smooth journey here? Sit here."

Xiao Yan still looked casual, but he had given up his playful mood. After saying hello to Haye, he leaned back on a lounge chair under a parasol on the right side of the lawn.

Put out the burning cigarette butt in your hand into the ashtray.

He tilted his head towards Haye and snorted softly: "If you keep your mouth shut, I can come even faster. Boss Ha, if you think the money is coming in too quickly, I don't have to do this business. I don't like to take things that don't belong to me."

"If you want to change the buyer, just tell me, I won't stop you."

He had a lukewarm attitude and seemed a little bored with the business.

Haye's heart was filled with alarm, and he laughed and said, "Xiao, you misunderstood. Audis came to my house just to sit and smoke a cigar. As for business, I still want to discuss it with you."

After that, Haye handed over a cigar and said, "This is a cigar produced locally. Try it."

Xiao Yan stretched out his hand and took it, but did not pull it out. He just played with it between his fingers and said lazily, "I am indeed interested in some new things, but interest is interest, not serious. I just want to feel good at the moment, so I will buy it. If you want to put me on the fire, I won't want it."

He threw the cigar in his hand away, obviously not buying it.

"I took a 20-hour flight and I'm still jet lagged. I'm so sleepy now. Ha, boss, if we can negotiate this deal, then we can. If not, forget it. I'm in a hurry to get back to the hotel and sleep."

Xiao Yan was dissatisfied with his behavior of finding other buyers to raise the price, so he wanted to give him a warning.

Haye's face changed slightly, but he was still shrewd and cunning, so he softened his attitude and said with a smile: "Xiao, I really want to make this deal with you. You see, I am so old, I really can't stand the bloody storm. I just want to finish everything as soon as possible and go to California to retire."

"Just raise your hand and give me a price, and I'll be more decisive. Besides, you're not short of money, and you have a strong hand. The profit from this business is totally different if it's in your hands than if it's in my hands."

He has to pay a large amount of protection fees to the local gangs every year. From the flowering of the fruit to the fruiting, blood is sucked out at every step. Although he makes some profit, overall he is just making wedding dresses for the gangs that rob and plunder.

The state government hardly cares and cannot do anything about it because the gangs have weapons and armored vehicles.

In his hands, the avocado industry is like chicken ribs.

He knew very well how huge the upper limit of profits in this industry chain was. It would be a pity if he sold it at a low price, but he would not get the same high return if he kept it on.

So it's very confusing.

Xiao Yan knew what he was thinking, so he asked directly, "How much do you want?"

Haye pointed to a number with his fingers, and said sincerely: "70 million US dollars, you can take all the trees, fruits and land."

How many?

Xiao Yan sneered: "Boss, the price we negotiated before was 50 million, and now you're raising it to 20 million. Are you crazy or am I stupid?"

Haye didn't give up.

"Xiao, do you know Mario? He offered 7500 million, but his cash flow is not as sufficient as yours, so he needs to pay it in installments over five years. There are several buyers who offer the same price as you. But you have sufficient funds and can pay it in one go, so I choose you first."

Ah.

And even threatened.

What Mario, Oreo.

Xiao Yan leaned back on the recliner and said without hesitation: "4500 million, a lump sum, if you want to talk, we'll sign the contract, otherwise forget it."

Why is the amount reported getting less and less?

Haye was stunned: "Xiao, 70 million is just a drop in the bucket for you, but for me it's retirement money..."

It's moral kidnapping.

He clicked his tongue, not wanting to listen any more: "Stop, stop. I am rich, but why should you ask me to raise the price? Because you are old?"

Haye looked embarrassed, "Xiao, I want to be friends with you, otherwise I would have made a deal with Mario a long time ago."

Xiao Yan lit a cigarette casually, raised his chin, motioned him to look at the woman not far away, and said jokingly: "If you are as beautiful as her, I will increase the price and be friends with you."

Why make friends with an old man like him? Just because he is old and doesn't take a bath?

The actual transaction price of this business fluctuates between 40 million and 50 million.

He directly quoted 50 million because he was too lazy to bargain. Not to mention Mario, even if Obama came, he couldn't raise the price by a penny.

Negotiations stalled.

Haye was unwilling to give in. "For 60 million, the land will be transferred to you. Even if you don't want to grow avocados anymore, you can grow something else. Once you successfully monopolize the entire business chain, the annual profit will reach hundreds of millions of dollars. What's the point of paying me this little money?"

Xiao Yan was too lazy to beat around the bush and said, "I quoted 4500 million because I was in a good mood. Now that you've given me so much nonsense, I'll give you million to save your face. With your land, after four or five years, it will be drained dry by avocado trees. What else can you grow? If you can dig out a mineral underground, then talk to me about raising the price."

"To tell you the truth, I only plan to do this business for four to five years. After four or five years, it's hard to say whether this fruit can still be sold. When it's called avocado, it's fed to pigs. The current selling price of this thing is still in a crazy period, but after a long time, the real market price will return. By then, don't even think about selling it at a low price. Even if you give me this business, I won't take it."

In essence, it is just a fruit that can be eaten or not and has no addictive properties.

It is not sugar, nor is it a weapon. It does not have the value of long-term holding. If the wind blows, the retail price can be sold at US$7 per piece. If the wind does not blow, it is worthless.

Because the fruit has too high a fat content, the FDA removed it from the list of healthy foods, and its export volume has plummeted since then.

If it weren't for Hill & Knowlton's thirty-year marketing plan, using the term "monounsaturated fatty acids" to once again link it to health, and the interest groups behind the scenes bribing experts to publish research and write soft articles on anti-cancer and anti-aging, coupled with the overwhelming bodybuilding advertisements, how could it have such a large export volume?

Haye frowned and said, "Let's not talk about what will happen four or five years later. At least now, it is green gold and everyone wants a piece of it. Xiao, you don't have to use those words to trick me. Let's both take a step back and give 5500 million. We will win together."

Xiao Yan was firm in his attitude and said casually, "No matter how long-winded you are, there is no 4500 million. You can go find Mario or Oreo. I'm fine."

Haye is such an experienced man that he must be aware that Mario's so-called five-year installment payment might only cover the first year, and the remaining four years will be blank checks, and it will be difficult to get the money.

Otherwise, why are you talking to him here? You would have been in cahoots with that Mario long ago.

Haye knew that the price could not be negotiated, so he sighed and said, "Then at least go with the original offer, right?"

Xiao Yan took a puff of cigarette and looked not far away - Ye Xiaowu had traveled a long distance and was experiencing jet lag, so he seemed to be extremely tired, and was sleeping beside the table with his arm as a pillow.

In fact, if the price of this business is negotiated further, it will be 40 million, and Haye will have no choice but to sell it to him.

However, Xiao Yan didn't want to push people too hard. Even the most insignificant person could do crazy things if pushed into a corner.

He raised his eyebrows and said bluntly, "50 million can sign the contract. Give me your planting team and all your customer resources."

"I'm in a hurry to get back to the hotel and sleep. I'll give you three minutes to think about it. Don't say any more nonsense. I don't want to hear it."

After he finished speaking, he put out his cigarette, stood up and walked towards Ye Xiaowu.

Haye looked at the man's arrogant back with a frown on his face.

The original offer of 50 million did not include this additional condition.

Xiao Yan obviously had a bad temper, or rather a very bad temper, and would not tolerate others taking advantage of him.

After all this fuss and adding some chips into the mix, only then can he sign the contract with comfort.

Here, Xiao Yan saw that she was sleeping soundly, so he just picked her up and carried her sideways. As a result, she woke up.

"Are you done?"

Xiao Yan didn't put her down, but carried her out, "Go to sleep in the car, and wait until Yingzi finishes signing the contract with him, then go to the hotel."

Ye Xiaowu wondered: "Aren't we going to live in Haye's house?"

Aren’t we going to the plantation to check on the fruits tomorrow?

It will take at least a month to get the business here back on track, so they will probably have to stay here before the Chinese New Year.

Xiao Yan pulled his lips and smiled wickedly: "Can you let go in someone else's house?"

"........."

Ye Xiaowu's sleepiness was suddenly scared away.

My legs feel slightly weak.

When Xiao Yan is in an average mood, he is very powerful. When he is in a good mood, he is even more... wild.

The worst thing was that she felt he was in a very good mood today.

He carried her to the car, pressed her onto his lap, inserted his fingers into her hair and played with it, kindly reminding her: "Why don't you sleep? If you don't sleep now, will you still want to sleep when we get to the hotel later?"

Ye Xiaowu rested his head on his thighs and stared at him. He looked refreshed and not tired at all.

Damn it.

What kind of physical fitness does this guy have? There is a more than ten-hour time difference between Michoacan and Southeast Asia, and he sat on the plane for such a long time, but he was still able to complete the business negotiations with a clear mind. If he had worse physical fitness, he would not be so successful.

Xiao Yan was in such good health that he never had any headaches or fevers, nor did he have any stomach problems.

She had wanted to eavesdrop on the details of their business discussion, but she was so sleepy and her head felt heavy that she just wanted to lie down and sleep.

He saw her staring at him.

Xiao Yan leaned over and pressed her head, with a malicious and teasing smile in his eyes: "Look at it again and it will get hard."