Shenhao: Kill ten shops instantly with eight yuan at the beginning

Chapter 1566

If, according to the normal script, he strongly rejects Mens Duroux's conditions, then Mens Duroux will make some concessions.

But who would have thought that Mens Duroux would not play according to the routine at all.

He hung up the phone without saying a word!

This directly confused John Rockefeller.

I'll go!

Director, this script is not right!

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

It was only after a long time that John Rockefeller suddenly came to his senses.

As a result, in the next second, his face was as gloomy as iron.

The fact that Mens Duroux dared to hang up his phone was simply not to treat him as a human being.

"Whew~

" "Whew~"

John D. Rockefeller gasped for air, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

If he could, he would have had his body cut into pieces and thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

Unfortunately, he couldn't.

Not only could he not do it, but he also had to rely on Mens Duroux.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

After a long hesitation, John Rockefeller finally dialed Mens Droux again.

Although he was very reluctant to admit it, John Rockefeller had to admit it.

Now that he wants to gather strength, then Mens Duroux is a hurdle that can never be bypassed.

"Doodoo~"

After three busy tones, the phone was smoothly connected.

Soon, Mens Duroux's voice came from the phone again: "Is old John still in trouble?"

"I can promise you, but the shares are absolutely not!" John

Rockefeller said through gritted teeth.

No,

not necessarily!

Although John Rockefeller's words are still "tough" at the moment, Mens Droux understands very well that since John Rockefeller has made this phone call, it means that his attitude has actually loosened.

Thinking of this, the smile on Mens Duroux's face gradually expanded, and finally even grinned.

"No, no, old John, I'm still on that condition.

"If you want me to help you, and I can promise to do everything I can to help."

"But, I only want a stake in SMIC!" said

Mens Duroux word for word.

The

corners of John D. Rockefeller's mouth twitched slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

This time, however, John D. Rockefeller did not refuse.

Instead, after pondering for a long time, he said, "How much do you want?"

Although he was reluctant in his heart, this time, John D. Rockefeller finally chose to let go.

It can't be helped, Mens Duroux is too important to him.

He's like a flag.

As long as he has Mens Duroux joining, he can use the banner of Mens Duroux to reach out to more people.

So after hesitating for a long time, John Rockefeller still chose to agree to Mens Duroux's conditions.

Of course, there are prerequisites for this condition.

needs to be within his reach.

If it was beyond his means, then sorry, he would rather not have Mens Duroux's help.

"30 percent!" said

Mens Duroux with a lion mouth.

"Kick and kick..."

At the moment when Mens Duroux's words fell, John Rockefeller's legs trembled violently, and his body subconsciously took several steps back.

And so on....

What did he hear? What was this

guy talking about?

He was asking for 30 percent of SMIC's shares.

It's just outrageous, outrageous, outrageous.

"Whew~

" John Rockefeller took a deep breath, then let out a long exhale, and said sharply, "Mens, just because I didn't make this call." Mens

Drouux: ???

wait...

What did John Rockefeller mean by this?

Before he had time to think about it, Mens Durroux hurriedly called John Rockefeller: "John, don't hang up the phone, I still have something to say." "

John, let's not be in a hurry about the shares, we can talk slowly. "

Talk?

He wasn't in the mood to talk to Mens Durumo right now.

"Mens, I'll tell you the truth. "

I can give you SMIC shares, but no more than 5 percent

!" "If you want, then let's continue talking, if you don't, then sorry, don't waste my time!"

John D. Rockefeller began.

Yes!

This time, John D. Rockefeller made concessions.

As a gesture of sincerity, he chose to give up 5% of his shares.

If Mens Duroux wants to, that's it.

If he doesn't want to.

Then he can't help it.

Five percent!

Mens Duroux's face was a little ugly.

This is a far cry from the share he envisioned.

He was expecting 30 percent,

but now John D. Rockefeller can only give 5 percent.

Huh....

Even if it's a broken bone, you don't have such a fight, right?

However, Mens Duroux didn't hang up the phone directly.

Although John Rockefeller gave him a far cry of chips from what he wanted, it was not without room for manoeuvre.

"Five percent is too little

, 20 percent!" "I still say the same thing, as long as I give me 20 percent of the shares, I am willing to support you with the strength of the whole consortium."

Mens Duru said.

However, in the face of Mens Druux's statement, John D. Rockefeller was unmoved.

"Five percent!" "Fifteen

!" "Five

!" "Ten percent!"

Mens Duroux almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth: "Old John, this is my bottom line." "

Well, then, happy cooperation,"

John Rockefeller's cold face finally showed a faint smile.

Although 10 percent is not a lot, it is also within his acceptable range.

Bargaining.

The most important thing is to find a compromise between the two.

And it's not without its benefits to adding the Dulu family to SMIC.

This will allow the Duru family to do their best to help him.

There was a hint of displeasure in Mens Durou's eyes, but he quickly hid it.

A smile appeared on his face, and he smiled, "Happy cooperation!" Although the

two did not face each other, at this moment, their minds were full of smiles.

Overall, the collaboration was "both hosts and guests".

"If it's all right, I'll hang up first!"

John

D. Rockefeller smiled and hung up.

At this moment, a bright smile finally appeared on his face.

Although it paid a lot of price in order to win over Mens Duroux.

But in the case of John D. Rockefeller, it was all worth it.

With the addition of Mens Duroux, he has the capital to win over others.

With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, John Rockefeller pulled his phone out of his pocket again, and then dialed another business tycoon.

"Doodoo~"

After three busy tones, the phone was smoothly connected.