Almighty painter
Chapter 395 Sacred Bull
Chapter 395 Sacred Bull
"Since you want to talk frankly, then let's talk about it completely frankly."
Lao Yang burped.
He looked at the business elite in front of him with the critical eyes of a landowner looking at the tenant next door who wanted to borrow the family's big animals to farm the land.
"Oil Painting magazine wants to use Mr. Cao as a leverage point to leverage hundreds of billions of capital flows across Asia, but it only wants to give us three melons and two dates to get rid of us. Who is so insincere?"
Lao Yang sneered twice and tapped the toothpick on the tablecloth, like a samurai holding a shining sword in front of him.
"Shah is engaged in sports economic strategy and is willing to spend 300 million euros to sign Cristiano Ronaldo at the end of his career. In comparison, is our asking price really high? If you want to find a leader, you can't just use the money that can be found everywhere. of weeds.”
Yang Bapi showed a ferocious and sinister face.
That sinister and cunning tone and demeanor, when photographed, look exactly like the vicious line in the old black-and-white movies after liberation, which begins with "I heard that your daughter is fat and white, so I just caught her to pay off the debt." Finally, in the eyes of the people Amid the joyful cheers and applause, the villain was defeated and stood on ten thousand feet at the end.
"Mr. Kruger, in Greek mythology, in order to obtain the whitest and most flawless sacred bull, I don't need to say more about what the Queen of Crete did." He reminded him with a leisurely tone.
Ole thought for two seconds, and then his face turned green.
Lao Yang is indeed a master who has been trained through hard work at various business tables. He can make erotic jokes from yin and yang and can seamlessly switch between different cultural backgrounds.
According to Greek mythology, the queen of Crete fell in love with a bull. In order to get close to it, she ordered Daedalus, the most outstanding craftsman, to make a lifelike model of a cow out of wood and transport it to a deserted beach at night. The queen got in herself, and then...
cough cough.
Ole felt her anus tighten and almost vomited out the dumplings she had just eaten.
"Drink some water, don't choke."
Lao Yang kindly handed over the kettle.
Oler was really a bit devastated.
He hesitated whether to throw the kettle directly at the opponent, but judging from the other party's shamelessness, I'm afraid it would be difficult to cause harm with just a kettle.
Not worth it.
Maybe this guy could really do something like roll around on the ground and make him lose money.
Oler took a deep breath and tried his best to comfort himself that this was a big family business, so don't be the same as the other person.
"I hate this joke. But I also admit that you have a point."
After calming down for a few seconds.
After all, it was the pedigree of the banking family that played a role.
"Okay, in that case..."
"So let's skip all these boring trial stages."
Aole really became quiet. He raised his head again and looked at Cao Xuan's personal assistant opposite.
There was no smile on his face, but no anger either.
That's what business negotiations are like.
The asking price is high, and the money is paid back on arrival.
Whether you are laughing or angry.
True, false, false, false, true, come out and mess around, who is not an Oscar winner?
Ole was actually not as angry and powerless as he showed, and the attitude shown by Lao Yang was originally within the scope of his expectations.
It doesn't matter.
The price he just offered is also not the real bottom price.
Oler just wanted to give it a try. He wanted to show his business ability and gain a foothold on the board of directors of "Oil Painting" magazine.
At present, Sir Brown, the representative of the European Art Association, and the Kruger Brothers Bank have the same interests, but it is not necessarily clear who is the leader and who is the second.
Anyway, Oler never felt that he came here just to be Sir Brown's follower and follower.
Cousin Anna was kicked out of her family business. If Ole could integrate "Oil Painting" for his own use, wouldn't it just show his ability?
If you can save a nine-figure signing fee, why not do it.
If it doesn't work out, it doesn't matter.
Even if Anna shows disdain for her cousin, it doesn't mean how miserable Oler is.
On the contrary, he is a natural business animal. His family education since childhood has given him a wealth of knowledge and knowledge that is definitely better than 99.99% of his peers.
Until now.
In fact, the entire negotiation was still within his control.
He took Louis Vuitton's brown Dandy briefcase from the side of the seat, opened it, and pulled out a folded A4 copy paper from the inner layer of the briefcase.
"I will re-initiate the final offer."
"The signing fee is $3 million. Yes, Yang, you heard it right, it's $6000 million, which is $3 million more than what you asked for."
Ole drank all the red wine in his glass.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he was shocked.
“不过第一笔只会履行合同总金额的1/3,也就是其中1亿2000万美元,剩下的2亿4000万美元将在未来十年,分批次支付。”
"In exchange, we can give Cao Xuan up to 3.56% of the magazine's shares. The European Art Annual Conference, Kruger Brothers Bank and the Austrian National Publishing Group each contribute 1.1%, and the remaining 0.26% is borne by other shareholders on the board of directors. As for the main obligations that you need to perform, they are also written below."
Ole pushed the A4 paper in his hand along the table with an attitude that could not be refused.
"Yang, hold on tight."
"Including the shares, the value of the paper in your hand is definitely more than 7.5 million US dollars. Do you know how much this paper weighs? tons, the weight of six mini-cooper cars stacked together. In the bank vault, million US dollars Stacked together, that’s the weight.”
He said slowly.
The moment this piece of paper was taken out of the briefcase, Oler's whole demeanor changed.
In an instant, host and guest change positions.
He has become the leader of the conversation.
Oler had a clear understanding of the power of the agreement on paper in his hand.
Keeping this final authorization in his briefcase is like holding the king or king in Landlord or the royal flush in Texas Hold'em. Except for the fact that both sides just tried to negotiate with each other without sincerity.
Oler has given the most important and generous contract in the history of art. No one in his heart could refuse such Qian Hai's power.
At this moment when he revealed his trump card.
It has directly killed the negotiation game.
Lao Yang took the A4 paper in his hand, unfolded it, and read it carefully line by line.
"That's generous indeed."
He nodded slowly.
Lao Yang knew that this should indeed be the best price and the final bottom line that "Oil Painting" could offer.
If it weren't for this delicate timing, the other party's eagerness to create an explosive news, and the right time and place, even Cao Xuan would have been almost impossible to get such a generous offer.
Oller said slowly: "Before I came, I got the authorization from the board of directors of "Oil Painting". This authorization is a one-time one. It is the best condition we can offer. This agreement is only valid before 12:00 tonight and expires. Void."
"Look at the time."
Oler glanced at the Jaeger-LeCoultre moon phase watch on his wrist and said, "You still have about ten hours of discussion time."
"To be honest, I think you just need to call Cao Xuan and get an answer on the spot."
Aole pushed the champagne on the table over and said in a royal tone: "If you like it, this bottle of wine is for you, Yang. I'm waiting for you to open it in person and toast to us."
"I have no opinion on the amount. We have to discuss the shares again. Three percent is too little." Lao Yang scratched his chin in embarrassment. "The share quotation line is still 5%, let's add some more. What a great example I just gave of the Queen of Crete."
Lao Yang felt that this guy had no sense of humor at all.
That was one of his favorite jokes about the wine table, and most people would not be willing to tell them easily.
"You see, the beauty of this example is that only you have me, and I have you. Only then can both parties feel at ease..."
"That's enough! I've tolerated your rudeness enough, please don't continue to behave here." Ole waved his hand impatiently.
He was really angry.
Is this guy an idiot? Does he know what a big contract of intent he is holding in his hand? He is still here like an old lady going to the market to buy vegetables, trying to save celery here and cut it there. Garlic is so fussy.
Go crazy.
"We can make appropriate concessions on the signing fee, but 10% of the shares -"
"Stop, now that the stage of asking for high prices is over, if you talk like this again, I can only think that you are deliberately humiliating me."
Ole tapped the table with his fingers and waved his hand frantically, "Do you really need me to explain to you that this is an absolutely unattainable condition? Don't you just want to use this as a bargaining chip to let us pay the signing fee? Come on, please, now you have successfully achieved your goal, don't be too greedy, it's time to be content, really."
joke.
It took a lot of effort for Kruger Brothers Bank to acquire more than 30% of the shares, get a controlling stake, and drive my cousin out of the board of directors.
The old guy Cao Xuan asked for a third of it.
How is this possible?
Please respect the bankers, please!
They are black-hearted capitalists, not black slaves in the triangular trade. They are busy and come here to work for others. This is nonsense.
"I'll reiterate again, this is the board of directors' final bid. The so-called final bid means that everything on this piece of paper has no room for discussion and negotiation. You only need to answer whether it is YES or NO."
"Well, it seems that this is really the only way to go."
Lao Yang shook his head with some disappointment. In the face of Oler's strength, Yang, the famous skinner, could only choose to retreat.
"So, for now, our response is."
Lao Yang re-folded the A4 paper in his hand and pushed it back, "Unfortunately, we reject this intention contract, NO."
The winning expression on Ole's face froze.
At this moment, the young banker does not look like the queen of Crete, but looks like a stone statue solidified by Medusa.
"You invited me to dinner today. Logically speaking, you are the one who pays, right? By the way, you are from home here and are familiar with the traffic here. Secretary Elliot invited me to the Fenster Cafe. Drinking coffee is the same place where Zweig is said to have written "The World of Yesterday". You know how that should be..."
Lao Yang had already packed his things and was ready to leave.
"I don't understand."
The dull stone statue spoke, Oler stared at the page pushed back by Lao Yang, and said softly.
"What do you mean you don't understand? When you make an appointment, you pay. Isn't this the proper table etiquette? Brother, you can't pretend to be confused after finishing your meal here. The most I can do is tip..."
"Yang, do you know what you are doing? You didn't even take this quote back to your employer for a look. You are committing a crime." Oler simply ignored this guy's interest in making jokes.
"I will inform Mr. Cao, but the answer I can give you now is NO, and if nothing else happens, the probability of us changing our minds before 12 o'clock is actually not high." Lao Yang shook his head.
"Sorry, then I don't understand even more. Don't you know that this is really the final offer? Without negotiation skills, there is no room for concessions. This is the lowest price that "Oil Painting" can give."
Ole stared at the A4 paper in front of him, as if staring at the top ten unsolved mysteries of the 21st century.
Confused and confused.
Lao Yang's unconventional way of playing cards really knocked him out.
"If you still want to play hard-to-get, it's useless. Secondly, it's too childish."
"The reserve price is 100% sincere, and it is also the bottom line that cannot be compromised. No matter how vicissitudes of life, it is impossible for you to get such an offer for the second time. I don't understand how you can not agree."
Ole shook his teeth and tried to make a last-ditch effort.
"Just like the example you mentioned, Cristiano Ronaldo's joining Saudi Arabia was less than 37 million euros per season, and he was 100 years old that year. After all, Shah might be able to enjoy the football traffic dividend for ten years, including this It is a very cost-effective investment. With all due respect, Cao Xuan is almost years old. He really may not be able to live another ten years. This is not satisfactory, so what else can he want?"
"Look, Mr. Kruger, you finally discovered the key to the problem. Mr. Cao is almost a hundred years old, and he may not be able to live another ten years."
Lao Yang stopped and sighed.
"So, what else can a centenarian want? Does it really matter whether it's $3000 million more or $3000 million less? Even if he spends his money, he can buy a new private jet every year. If one fight is lost, Mr. Cao may not be able to spend all his property. In the end, it will just be something left to the younger generation."
"So, what motivation does he have to stay in his old age and get involved in the struggle between "Oil Painting" and the Irina family? Otherwise, it is really an offer beyond imagination. It can be spent with money. If we can't say NO, then you are awesome. Otherwise, forget it."
Ole was stunned for a moment.
Lao Yang gently patted his shoulder.
"Although I have not had much contact with Yayoi Kusama's team, I think the situation is very different. Mr. Kruger, do you really think that during such a sensitive period, Grod Richter's team has already At some point, it was suddenly announced that they would be absent from the European Art Annual Conference. Is it just because of health reasons announced to the outside world?"
(End of this chapter)
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