Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Wu Chenyuan clenched his fist nervously, loosened it again, and clenched it nervously again... It was like the mood he felt when he first entered the grove.

Theoretically, he thought his nervousness was unnecessary, but in his heart, Wu Chenyuan had to admit that the back and forth negotiations really put too much pressure on him.

Those present were old negotiators. Some of them were old and even participated in Nixon’s visit to China. Many of them had entered and exited the Soviet Union. Even at a young age, one or both of education and experience must be extremely rich. China in the planned economy era is a vertical management system, and the best resources and talents are all gathered towards the central government. Except for a few second and third generations, those who can rely on themselves to enter central enterprises or central ministries and commissions can talk for a long time with their resumes, and legends are all over them.

However, no matter how old the negotiation is, it is still helpless to meet Yang Rui who has the advantage and does not give in at all.

It's like an architect, let you draw a world-class blueprint, Party A wants to build a tube building, what can you do?

Even if the negotiators consciously strive for the best conditions, if they cannot get the approval of the decider, then it is nothing.

The so-called scholar meets soldier, there is no reason to explain it.

It took Yang Rui a month to prove that he was the decider. No matter whether the gentlemen in the negotiating team liked it or not, they could only recognize it by pinching their noses. Then they looked at Yang Rui expectantly, expecting him to say " Can" word.

The classroom was eerily quiet, except for the rustling of Yang Rui flipping through the contract page by page.

Everyone stared with bated breath, and inexplicable pressure was naturally produced. This is a kind of group consciousness, which makes individuals obey unconsciously, and the social nature of human beings is also reflected in this.

"Old Li, pour a cup of tea for Yang." Wu Chenyuan broke the silence, but the content was full of associations.

Lao Li looked at Wu Chenyuan with a bitter face, and said in his heart: Are you asking me to serve tea and apologize? We didn't say anything.

Wu Chenyuan's expression was serious as if he was constipated.

Lao Li understood, and cursed secretly: Master is just a gift.

Turning around, Lao Li put down his face and figure, took out tea from his leather bag, found another cup, scalded it clean, poured hot water with his traveling pot, and said with a smile: "Brother Yang, Drink some tea and watch slowly."

Yang Rui smiled: "The equipment is quite complete?"

"My ancestor was a bannerman, and he studied in Baoding Prefecture, specializing in serving people. When I was studying, I was elected as a life committee member every year. I was a Young Pioneer in the fourth grade and a member of the Communist Youth League in the second grade." Lao Li is a man from Beijing. , The words in the mouth are so convenient and come, just a short sentence, it makes people want to laugh.

Yang Rui couldn't help but smile, took a sip from his cup, and said, "Thank you very much."

"You are being polite. With your technology, our negotiation is possible. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are our food and clothing parent. What is it to pour a cup of tea? Come, I will refill the water for you. The second Cups are the best, Xinyang Maojian, I personally pick them from the place of production, I don’t drink them for ordinary people.”

"It's really good." Yang Rui praised again, and then went on to look at the contract.

Everyone else breathed a sigh of relief.

After a long time, Yang Rui closed the booklet.

Everyone was tense again.

"Let's proceed to the next round of negotiations based on this." Yang Rui's requirements for the pharmaceutical factory are not high, as long as they don't first define the relationship between the pharmaceutical factory and the sales company, it doesn't hurt to keep 20% or more of the profit.

"Great!" Wu Chenyuan yelled happily even though he guessed such a result.

Lu Chengcai was busy interpreting for the British without any hesitation, regardless that they also had their own interpreters.

"Tomorrow morning, let's carry out the four-party negotiation." Director Hai also felt refreshed, and secretly said: Finally, half of the work is done.

Wu Chenyuan even applauded with a smile: "Be sure to have a good drink,

Lao Li, if I give you an hour, how many tables can you fix? "

"You are watching." Lao Li patted his chest and assured him.

Yang Rui couldn't help but humbly said: "Don't do anything special, it's a mess, I'll let the chef cook two big pots of vegetables."

"What's the big pot of food? Mr. Franky hasn't eaten yet. We confirmed the contract in the morning and ran all the way here. We ate dry food on the way." Wu Chenyuan waved his hand and said: "Listen to me, let Lao Li Let's go. Old Li, Yang is just watching, can you do it?"

"This is the time for us to show our faces. If the banquet is not good, you can whip me." Lao Li ordered two interns with a hippie smile, and then asked Yang Rui: "Your chef has to be lent to me. You can tell me a place, and I will find it." go."

"Let me ask someone to accompany you." Yang Rui opened the door and called He Cheng in, asking him to help find the chef.

He Cheng nodded, and said again: "Maybe the master is already asleep. Will he be unhappy if he wakes up?"

"I've brought several boxes of grenades, and I'm not unhappy when I bring one over." Lao Li smiled.

He Cheng was puzzled: "Grenade?"

"It's just wine." Yang Rui coughed lightly, and said, "Let the master clean up the kitchen. I'll find someone to replenish vegetables and meat tomorrow morning."

"I also brought ham and cooked meat, so it's no problem to join two tables casually." As a well-known butler in the foreign trade of traditional Chinese medicine, Lao Li is deeply prepared for the marrow. Others are sorting out documents when they go out, and Lao Li is sorting out food and drinks, and now it really plays a role.

He Cheng took Lao Li to the cafeteria. The master now has the steps given by the Ruixue group, basically he lives and eats in the school, and the small courtyard behind the cafeteria is considered his dormitory.

Wu Chenyuan looked as if he had been re-wound, he smiled and said, "Yang Rui wants to drink today, don't be afraid of getting drunk, get up tomorrow, let's talk about the contract, and wait for the company to negotiate with you." After signing, we can be regarded as half colleagues, right?"

"I'm also looking forward to signing the contract with Zeneca." Yang Rui corrected a sentence calmly.

Sign a contract with a state-owned enterprise? What's the difference between that and not signed?

Let alone 1982, by 2014, state-owned enterprises also repented when they said they repented. The decision-making goal of state-owned enterprises is never economic interests, but political interests. For political interests, they can abandon all contracts that are beneficial to them, let alone contracts that are not beneficial to them.

If it is a foreigner's company, it can also sue the state-owned enterprise abroad, which is more or less a check and balance. As for domestic individuals, it is even more difficult for the court to accept the case, and you don't even have to think about winning the lawsuit and enforcing it.

The contract that Yang Rui is now striving for is obviously beyond the comprehension ability of Chinese medical foreign trade

Wu Chenyuan also heard what Yang Rui meant, frowned, and said, "Signing a contract with Zeneca and signing a contract with TCM Foreign Trade, there is no difference. We are negotiating with four parties."

"It's best that there is no difference."

"There are still very few cases of domestic individuals signing contracts with foreign companies. Yang must think carefully. At that time, there may be many complicated procedures."

"Tomorrow, it looks like we'll have something to talk about." Yang Rui stretched his waist, turned his head and said, "I'll go and see the other students first, and you can go to the cafeteria to eat later."

"It seems so." Wu Chenyuan also lost interest in drinking.

However, in the negotiations on the second day, there was no verbal confrontation involving Yang Rui. He simply put forward his request: "I want 25%."

Then he didn't care what Wu Chenyuan and the others said.

Compared with Yang Rui's initial request of 20%, 25% is a big improvement. The other three parties naturally opposed it, but Yang Rui persisted.

Persevere and persist, and all parties actually acquiesce.

In fact, as long as Zeneca Company recognizes it, the Xibao Meat Factory itself does not matter. Their interests are more in the pharmaceutical factory, and the sales company did not leave them with many meaningful shares. Trying to get shares from Zeneca...

This made the negotiations extremely complicated.

However, at this point, Wu Chenyuan and others have no way to retreat. He must ensure the completion of the negotiation and at the same time ensure the interests of the foreign trade of traditional Chinese medicine.

At this time, it was unrealistic to trouble Yang Rui again. Wu Chenyuan finally acted like a normal negotiator, fighting for every inch of land with Franky.

The expected shares of Zeneca also fell from 70% all the way, and soon reached the curve of 60%.

According to Yang Rui's standard of taking 25%, Zeneca holds 60%, leaving only 15% for the foreign trade of Chinese medicine, which is still a figure that Wu Chenyuan cannot accept.

However, Franky's will is equally firm, and he is not willing to give in easily.

On the weekend when the negotiations were deadlocked, Yang Rui, who had not participated in the negotiations for several days, returned to Pingjiang and distributed a journal to everyone at the negotiating table.

The latest issue of Acta Biochemistry and Biophysics.

"I have some new ideas recently." Yang Rui explained with a smile.

This explanation made everyone nervous.

Director Hai didn't wait to open it, and said dissatisfiedly: "My classmate Yang, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. Do you need to continue posting articles?"

"The previous technical details have not been announced." Yang Rui knew what he was thinking, and explained: "I mainly corrected a few steps to make the production more continuous. Using this method, the yield of coenzyme Q10 can still be further improved. improvement."

"How much?" Franky was obviously more concerned about this question.

Yang Rui pointed to the article and said, "It's like 10%, 33 to 35 kilograms per month."

"Are you going to add this technology?" Franky asked with concern.

"Higher production means higher income. I think this technological update should be able to offset the 5% more shares given to me. I also hope that you can reach an agreement as soon as possible so that production can be started as soon as possible. Come on, I'm going back, You guys continue talking." Yang Rui walked to the door, patted his head again, and said: "There is a more detailed article, I sent it to the United States, and it will probably be read within a week at most."

Frankie was angry and funny. Continuous articles are more likely to attract attention, and practical articles are more likely to be favored by pharmaceutical companies.

He knew that Yang Rui was urging him in this way, but he had to admit that this method was indeed useful.

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