Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

The magical thing about life is that it will sow seeds inadvertently, and those small things that were once ignored will eventually sprout and bear good or bad fruits one day in the future.

Now, Wang Shumei received a piece of fruit.

When she saw the expressions on the two North Americans that they had been cut off, she knew she had done the right thing.

She breathed a sigh of relief and realized that the clothes on her back were soaked.

The two of them lingered for a long time before writing their chips. The translator took it and asked Wang Shumei: "Should I write it down for you or read it directly to you?"

She had never experienced this kind of situation before, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

Wang Shumei smiled at her and said, "Just read it directly. Thank you for your hard work."

The comrade translator smiled brightly and began to read: "This Mr. Rubin owns the largest supermarket in the United States. He is willing to sell the headwear in the most conspicuous area; he is willing to bear the transportation costs; he is willing to increase the price by 5.5%."

"This Mr. Brown has shopping malls in six states. He is willing to recommend headwear in all stores; he is willing to bear the transportation costs; and he is willing to increase the price by 5.5%."

Wang Shumei: "..."

If she hadn't witnessed them writing with their backs to each other as if they were guarding against thieves, she would really have suspected that they had discussed it!

What does it mean if the last two are exactly the same?
Wang Shumei said nothing, her mind turning over and over again.

It seems that a 5.5% price increase is already the limit they can bear. Otherwise, it would be impossible for two people to write exactly the same price. The price increase space has reached the upper limit, and it is impossible to increase it any higher.

The only thing she could compare was the first one.

One is the largest store and the other is a market covering six states.

"Tap, tap, tap."

Wang Shumei tapped the table with her fingers habitually.

For no reason, the words she said to Karl not long ago echoed in her mind again——

'It doesn't matter to us that your market has 160 million square feet. Twenty square meters of our headwear is enough. '

She slowly exhaled her breath and extended her right hand to Mr. Brown: "Happy cooperation."

The largest store sounds intimidating, but Wang Shumei feels that it is impossible for ordinary people to travel across several states to buy things.Comparing one's feelings with others, it is impossible for her to come to Suicheng from the Heilongjiang Province just for a top-notch beauty.

Brown's eyes lit up instantly. He clenched his fist and waved twice before remembering to shake hands with Wang Shumei.

Next to him, Rubin's eyes widened. He couldn't figure out why he lost. The price he gave was already the limit. He didn't believe that Brown could give a higher price!

But... he didn't dare to make a fuss. There was a good example from Karl ahead of him, and he didn't want to have a gun pointed at his head in public.

Rubin still had some gentlemanly demeanor. Even though he was unwilling to give in, he reluctantly smiled and shook hands with Brown, said a few pleasant words that were not painful, and then exchanged some nice words with Wang Shumei such as "Next time we will work together." Then he gritted his teeth and left early.

Wang Shumei took out the goods list with a calm expression and asked him to choose the quantity of goods, but her heart was beating fast.

She suspected that she had made the wrong choice.

But he couldn't show it, so he had to hold on.

Every minute and second that followed was torture for Wang Shumei. She couldn't stop sweating and her handkerchief was wet.

Brown also selected carefully. He not only asked Wang Shumei for advice, but also asked fellow translators to help with the selection.

Wang Shumei was very anxious, but she could only work hard to deal with Brown's various problems.

After he finally ordered the quantity of goods and signed the contract with the help of his translator, Brown smiled and said to Wang Shumei: "Ms. Wang, will the quota be more during the Autumn Fair?"

"Of course." Wang Shumei smiled and nodded, "But you have to come earlier."

"Of course, of course!" Brown put the contract away close to his body, shook hands with Wang Shumei, and took the lead in opening the door for her, showing off his gentlemanly demeanor.

Wang Shumei smiled as much as possible and left, holding on all the way back to the booth. When she saw Lin Nianhe, she couldn't hold back: "Nianhe! I seem to have made the wrong choice!"

"Ah? What's wrong?" Lin Nianhe asked her with his eyes blinking as he nibbled on the peach cake, with scum still stuck to the corner of his mouth.

"I chose six states between the largest store in the United States and markets in six states!" Wang Shumei grabbed Lin Nianhe's wrist, her eyes filled with panic. "After I made the selection, I felt that I was wrong! But I can't change it!"

Lin Nianhe felt that Wang Shumei's hands were as cold as ice cubes.

She swallowed the food in her mouth and gave Wang Shumei a thumbs up: "Sister Shumei, you made the best choice in the audience."

"Ah?" Wang Shumei said with tears in her eyes, "Nianhe, please don't coax me!"

"I'm serious. If you don't believe me, ask Uncle Wang." Lin Nianhe looked at Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao didn't speak or move. He couldn't even turn his eyes. He was already petrified.

Lin Nianhe: "Sister Lan, come on!"

Wen Lan poured out two quick-acting Jiuxin Pills, opened Wang Xiao's mouth, stuffed the medicine in, and closed his mouth for him thoughtfully.

That posture was so skillful that one couldn't help but feel sorry for Uncle Wang.

Lin Nianhe saw that Wang Xiao was gradually recovering, so he turned around and pulled Wang Shumei to sit down and analyzed her carefully: "North America is a vast territory, different from Xiangjiang and Milan. The largest store sounds intimidating, but its actual influence is far less than that of six The market share in each state, you really made the right choice, I didn’t coax you.”

Wang Shumei blinked her dry eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief.

She wiped the moist corners of her eyes, picked up the tea cup on the table and drank it all in one gulp, with a cry in her voice: "This situation is so scary, my heart almost jumped out of my chest!"

"Hey, just get used to it." Lin Nianhe smiled and poured her another cup of hot tea, "There will be many opportunities in the future."

Wang Shumei warmed her hands while holding the tea cup. After a while, she regained her composure and took out the contract to Wang Xiao: "Uncle Wang, I'll let the two North Americans bid, and they will bear the transportation costs, plus an additional 5.5%."

Wang Xiao, who had just recovered, turned to stone again.

Wen Lan didn't need Lin Nianhe's reminder this time and just stuffed two more pills into Wang Xiao's hands.

Lin Nianhe once again gave Wang Shumei a thumbs up: "Really, Sister Shumei, it was a stroke of genius for you to bring them both to the negotiation room together."

Wang Shumei smiled awkwardly: "I didn't think so much at the time. One sheep is also driven, and two sheep are herded... I actually wanted them to discuss the quota allocation, but they both wanted to monopolize it, so... …”

Wen Lan: "Have you two never treated foreign businessmen as human beings?"

Lin Nianhe clicked his tongue and said nonchalantly: "Those who are not of my race must have different minds."

"Then go beat them to death!"

"Sister Lan, you were born in the wrong era. If you were born in the Qin Dynasty, and with the support of your charming ancestors, there would be no need for us to learn English now."

"Hahahahaha..."

Amid the laughter of the three girls, Uncle Wang finally caught his breath.

He looked at them, his eyes wet.

He stood up supporting the table and bowed deeply to the girls.

"Girls, on behalf of the folks in Lan County, thank you."

His voice trembled, and two lines of hot tears streaked down his face.

That silver hair was particularly dazzling in the afterglow of the setting sun.