Anchor with goods, the price of F2 is very reasonable, right?

Chapter 9 Are you sure this isn’t just making money and running away?

at the same time.

Inside the rental house where Liang Yuzhu lives.

She collapsed on the sofa out of boredom, staring at the ceiling quietly, thinking about Wang Yang's words yesterday.

Ever since she started a company with Wang Yang in partnership, her inner thoughts have not stopped. She is either wondering whether she will lose money, or wondering how long it will take for Wang Yang to make the company profitable.

Things are getting better now, the company is starting to make money, but just yesterday, Wang Yang successfully got her a loan of 3000 million yuan.

3000……

If Wang Yang couldn't make money, she might not be able to pay back so much money in her lifetime.

However, Wang Yang told her that she would definitely make money, and she could make at least five times the money...

Five times the money, that’s hundreds of millions...

She had never seen so much money in her life.

Thinking of this, a smile gradually appeared on her expressionless face.

Jingle Bell.

At this moment, the screen of the mobile phone at hand shone brightly, and the ringing sound came quickly.

Liang Yuzhu immediately lowered her head and picked up her phone nervously. After seeing that the caller was Meng Manman, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, Manman, what's the matter?" Liang Yuzhu answered the phone and asked with a little doubt.

Meng Manman's tone on the phone was urgent: "Yuzhu, you didn't agree to Wang Yang's loan yesterday, right? You didn't go to the bank for a loan, right?"

"Ah..." Liang Yuzhu didn't know where to put his eyes. He nervously grabbed the sofa cloth, and his toes were already hooked together: "What's wrong...Manman? Yes, did something happen?"

"I just saw that Wang Yang posted on Weibo!" Meng Manman said eagerly.

Liang Yuzhu was stunned: "Posting on Weibo? Is there any... problem?"

"The problem is huge, okay!" Meng Manman corrected: "I just learned that your live streaming delivery company had a live broadcast accident a few days ago."

"Ah?" Liang Yuzhu became more and more nervous, and drops of sweat could not help but flow from his palms.

"There were a lot of anti-fans in that live broadcast, and they asked Wang Yang to lower the price of the F22 fighter jet, and Wang Yang agreed! Moreover, he is in the United States now, so why did he talk about going to the United States to buy fighter jets!" Meng Manman said in a flash. Everything was said in an extremely angry tone.

"Buy...buy a fighter jet?" Liang Yuzhu's eyes widened with disbelief.

She subconsciously wanted to say "Can't?", but after thinking about it, she swallowed the words back.

After all, Wang Yang told her to buy goods, and it would cost a lot of money to buy goods, but he didn't tell her to buy fighter jets...

However, Wang Yang did not tell her what he wanted to buy.

"Yes, that's what he said." Meng Manman was extremely sure: "So, I think Wang Yang definitely wants to run away with the money this time, and before running away, he also wants you to use the name of the company to A loan, so that he can take away the money from the company’s books and run away easily.”

"But...but if Wang Yang runs away with the money, he will be legally responsible. He is misappropriating the company's public funds privately and will be sentenced." Liang Yuzhu explained.

It’s not that she hasn’t understood these things before. On the contrary, she knows them very well. She often takes a look at the laws and regulations in this area.

She has always felt that although Wang Yang is in charge of the company and he is responsible for operations and making money, she can take the time to understand these legal issues or other matters so that she can provide timely help later. Wang Yang.

Even if you can't help Wang Yang, it's good to learn more yourself.

Meng Manman only felt that one was bigger than the other: "My aunt, he has fled to the United States. Do you still expect the police from Kyushu to catch him across the ocean? How many people fled to the United States and could not be caught at all. You’re back.”

"Well..." Liang Yuzhu responded and gradually lowered his head.

Meng Manman asked again: "Let me ask you one last time, are you sure you didn't go to the bank for a loan with Wang Yang?"

"No...no." Liang Yuzhu hesitated for a moment and did not choose to tell his best friend the truth.

She felt from the bottom of her heart that Wang Yang was not the kind of person who could take money and run away.

At first, when Wang Yang found him, he explained his purpose and specific matters, and then he transferred all the money to Wang Yang that night.

But Wang Yang came to her the next day and took her to establish the company, go through the procedures, and get everything done.

All you need to do is sign, show your face, and go through the process.

If Wang Yang really wanted to take the money and run away, why not take the money and run away from the beginning?
Now...it's a bit late.

"Manman, I don't think Wang Yang has gone to the United States. He may have really gone to the United States to purchase goods. That fighter jet... may be just a means to fight against black fans." Liang Yuzhu explained patiently.

Meng Manman sighed helplessly: "Okay, okay, no matter what he is doing in the United States, he is already in the United States anyway, and you didn't go for a loan with him, even if..."

Having said this, Meng Manman hesitated for a moment and then said: "Forget it, we'll talk about it if something happens."

"Yuzhu, you must be careful and don't be fooled by that Wang Yang." Meng Manman said earnestly.

"Well, I know."

After hanging up the phone, Liang Yuzhu slowly placed the phone on the sofa, staring at the empty living room with his eyes filled with thoughts.

After thinking for a moment, she picked up her phone and opened Weibo and found Wang Yang's account.

After looking at the Weibo post from Wang Yang's account, her expression changed, but then she returned to her previous demeanor.

Wang Yang... shouldn't he be going to the United States to buy fighter jets?
After all, not everyone can buy that thing. This should be just a way to fight against anti-fans.

Thinking of this, she silently put down her phone and continued as before, slumping on the sofa and staring at the ceiling quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

……

America.

The black SUV stopped in front of a company with "Lockheed Martin" written on it.

After getting out of the car, Wang Yang adjusted his suit, raised his head and stared at the design-rich building in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If I had such a company, how great would it be?
Lockheed Martin is one of the top ten well-known arms dealers in the world and has strong strength.

Of course, the Lockheed Martin here is not the headquarters, but a small branch, and Joel Mijas is only the president of this branch.

Under the guidance of the driver, Wang Yang and Jiang Liangliang walked into the company.

After entering the company, the two were routinely checked to make sure they did not have firearms or other offensive weapons before they were released.

Different from the impression of an arms company, there are no scary thermal weapons displayed here, nor are there patrolling security guards with guns. Everyone wears crisp suits and neat hairstyles.

If it weren't for the introductions of various firearms hanging on the wall and the detailed diagram of the arms supply chain, it would be completely impossible to tell that this is an arms company.

After just a cursory glance at these, Wang Yang came to the president's office under the guidance of the staff.

"Mr. Mijas, Mr. Wang Yang from Kyushu has arrived."

The staff gently knocked on the door. When Mr. Mijas inside said "come in," the staff opened the door, bowed slightly, and stretched out his hand to signal the two of them to enter the office.

"You are welcome, my friend."

Joel Mijas is a strong man nearly two meters tall, with slightly dark skin, deep-set eyes, wearing a pair of thin-rimmed silver-rimmed glasses, and thick lips.

The two briefly hugged each other and sat on the sofa together.

Mijas spoke first: "Coffee, or tea?"

"Tea, two cups."

The assistant in the office nodded lightly and immediately turned around to prepare.

"I hope to know why you bought these two fighter jets. Obviously they are just two empty shells, but they are still cut." Mijas leaned on the back of the sofa and asked casually.Wang Yang also relaxed and unbuttoned his suit: "Perhaps in your eyes, these are two obsolete and discarded iron planes, but in my eyes, these are two treasures!"

"I will repair the cut part. After repair, it is a good choice to put it on display or collect it."

Mijas smiled, shook his head and said: "Repair? Nonono, my friend, I advise you not to think about repairing it, unless you are willing to invest a lot of money, a lot of money, but in that case, this thing will not be repaired." It’s worth so much money.”

"Of course I understand, but I have a way to make him more valuable than he is now." Wang Yang said.

Mijas nodded: "Okay."

He didn't care whether Wang Yang really had a way to repair the two empty-shell fighter jets, or whether the two empty-shell fighter jets were real treasures. He just wanted to sell the two empty-shell fighter jets as soon as possible to ensure the normal operation of the company's funds.

"Two empty-shell F22 fighter jets. One fighter jet costs 300 million U.S. dollars. The two fighter jets cost a total of 600 million U.S. dollars. In terms of freight, it costs about 60 U.S. dollars, so the total cost is 660 million U.S. dollars."

"Mr. Wang Yang, I think this price has been given to the lowest, which is also a reflection of my sincerity. Moreover, you Kyushu people like the number 6 very much, 660 million US dollars. I think this number is very auspicious, isn't it?"

Mijas leaned forward with a very sincere smile on his face, but his eyes hidden under his thin-rimmed glasses revealed a cunning look.

[The price quoted by the US military for the F22 empty-shell fighter jet is US$200 million. 】

At this moment, a reminder suddenly appeared in front of Wang Yang's eyes.

It turns out that the system... still has this function?
This is good, because at least you won’t be afraid of being cheated when buying things in the future. Not only will you not be cheated, you will also know where the other party’s bottom line is, and you can test it step by step to get the lowest price.

In this case, the US military's quotation was 200 million US dollars, but Mijas gave a quotation of 300 million US dollars. This shows that this guy wants to make more money for himself.

As long as he agrees to the offer and really accepts the price of 300 million US dollars a piece, wouldn't he become a pure injustice?
Sure enough, no matter where you go or who you meet, you need to bargain.

After all, if Mijas bids such a high price, he must be prepared to bargain.

Thinking of this, Wang Yang clasped his hands and said directly: "Mr. Mijas, I traveled thousands of miles to come to the United States to discuss cooperation with you. I think I came with sincerity. I think you should also be able to Show me your sincerity, right?"

knock knock knock.

The assistant opened the door, brought three times the coffee to the sofa, and placed a cup in front of each of the three of them.

Mijas gestured to his assistant.

The assistant understood it and immediately took out the cigar from the cabinet on the side. He squatted in front of the coffee table and cut the cigar skillfully.

"Mr. Wang Yang, I think my sincerity is enough. The price of 300 million US dollars is cheap enough. After all, you are not the only one who wants these two empty-shell fighter jets." Mijas took a breath and the assistant handed them over. The cigar blew out a big puff of smoke to the side.

In fact, what he said is all nonsense.

He put these two empty-shell F22 fighter jets that had been retired and had all their parts dismantled on the market for a week, and no one came to inquire about them.

Finally, two days ago, Wang Yang, the culprit, offered to purchase these two empty-shell F22 fighter jets. He was already happy.

You know, even though these two empty-shell F22 fighter jets have been completely cut into several pieces, they still take up a lot of space.

As an arms dealer, having a backlog of arms is a very scary thing, which means a lot of effort, buried costs, and maintenance costs will be invested.

As long as he sells these two F22 fighter jets, he can purchase a batch of more popular arms recognized by the market, thereby achieving the purpose of rapid capital turnover.

However, he still retained his selfishness. For example, the price that the military entrusted him to sell was US$200 million per unit. He deliberately raised the price in order to earn back the various expenses invested in the early stage and make himself a little more. .

In his opinion, Wang Yang, who proposed to buy these two empty F22 fighter jets, was by no means a very smart person. A truly smart person would not buy these two scrap metal aircraft.

"That is to say, Mr. Mijas, you will not sell me the empty shells of these two fighter jets for less than 300 million US dollars each?" Wang Yang did not touch the coffee, but leaned forward and did Show that you may leave at any time.

He already knew the base price of these two empty-shell fighter jets, and naturally knew how outrageous the price Mijas said was. At this time, a price game must be conducted.

Even Wang Yang is now convinced that there is a high probability that no one else will buy these two F22 empty-shell fighter jets.

Otherwise, Mijas would have let him go when he asked the last question, and there would be no need to waste time with him here.

Good products never have to be sold. Only those products that cannot be sold will appear to be in demand when someone offers to buy them.

Mijas' eyes twitched, but returned to normal in an instant: "Mr. Wang Yang, at what price do you want to buy these two fighter jets?"

Seeing that he lowered his tone, Wang Yang picked up the coffee cup, took a sip of coffee, leaned on the back of the sofa, and said with a faint smile: "The coffee is good."

"The coffee we have here is definitely the best." Mijas took another puff of his cigar. Covered by the smoke, he squinted his eyes and looked at Wang Yang carefully.

"Mr. Mijas, I am a very straightforward and happy person. I don't want to waste time on such trivial matters." Wang Yang crossed his legs and said: "A fighter jet costs 200 million U.S. dollars, including what you have been doing these days. For storage costs, transportation costs, and various expenses, I can give you up to 230 million U.S. dollars."

The office gradually became calm, and Mijas did not speak. He looked at Wang Yang with a smile and let the cigar smoke in his hand drift away, as if to isolate the two people.

Wang Yang also said nothing and looked at him.

But Jiang Liangliang knew that this was a game between two people, a psychological game.

Every time Wang Yang took her out to negotiate prices with brands, he would use this trick. He would first give the other party an unacceptable price, but then he would change the subject and say that he would look at some possible costs. , raise the price upwards.

This trick has been tried and tested repeatedly, and the final result is that the brand representative gritted his teeth and agreed to the quotation given by Wang Yang.

But this time...

The person he was facing was an arms dealer, and the price he offered was a full $70 lower than the other party's quote!

70 U.S. dollars, converted into Kyushu currency, is nearly 500 million. Can the other party agree to such a low offer?
Jiang Liangliang held her breath and held the hem of her clothes with nervous little hands, but she always remained calm on the surface.

She knew that she must not show her nervousness now or hold back Wang Yang.

The atmosphere was dull for a long time.

In the end, Mijas did not remain calm.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, he tapped the cigar with his hand, dusted off the ashes, and took another deep breath. After exhaling the thick smoke, he smiled and said, "Mr. Wang Yang, I'm curious, where are you?" When you negotiate prices in Jiuzhou, do you also negotiate like this?"

"That's not important. What's important is that the person I'm discussing business with now is you, Mr. Mijas, who is full of sincerity." Wang Yang calmly picked up the coffee and took another sip.

This time he did not put it down in a hurry, but held the coffee cup, gestured towards Mijas, raised his eyebrows and said: "The coffee is good, Mr. Mijas."

Mijas laughed heartily and clapped his hands in the air a few times: "Very good, very good."

"It's been a long time since I've discussed business with someone like this. Mr. Wang Yang, you are indeed a very interesting person and a master at price negotiation."

While speaking, he had already got up.

Wang Yang also stood up at the same time.

The two smiled and held hands together.

Mijas smiled: "According to the price you mentioned, it's 230 million US dollars a piece, my friend."

"Thank you, Mr. Mijas, my friend." Wang Yang responded.

Mijas added: "Now that the price has been negotiated, it's time for us to discuss the freight."

He waved, and the assistant on the side had already prepared the freight quotation. After seeing Mijas's gesture, he immediately stepped forward and placed the quotation with both hands on the sofa.

"You know, Wang Yang, this kind of thing cannot be transported by air, it can only be transported by cruise ship, and the price of the cruise ship is beyond my control, so the freight for a fighter jet is 30 US dollars."

"Of course, your Kyushu customs needs you to handle it. I will only be responsible for letting the cruise ship transport the fighter jets to the port you designate."

Mijas put the cigar aside casually, picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. He raised his eyebrows and said, "The concentration of the coffee is very good."

Wang Yang glanced at the freight quotation casually and nodded lightly: "No problem, I think, I will go and see what the two empty-shell fighter jets look like. If you are satisfied, you can sign the contract, as I just said , I don’t want to waste time on such trivial things, and I think you are the same, Mr. Mijas.”

Another hearty smile came from Mijas' mouth: "Of course, we are going now, but I need someone to prepare it first. Please wait, about 10 minutes."

"We can take advantage of this time to enjoy the coffee."

(End of this chapter)