"Miss."
The Peninsula Hotel.
As soon as the executives left the meeting, Mao Tu mysteriously approached Cao Jinse, who was pinching his eyebrows.
“What’s wrong.”
“Jiang Chen is sick.”
Hearing this, the absent-minded Cao Jinse suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Maotu unexpectedly.
The other party nodded with an innocent look on his face, "What I said is true. Go and have a look."
"What disease does he have?"
Cao Jinse was doubtful. .
That guy is not a frail person.
And wasn’t it still lively and lively a few days ago?
Under Cao Jinse's surprised gaze, Maotu pointed to his head, "I'm afraid there is something wrong with him here."
Cao Jinse looked confused.
"He always stays in the gym these days, doing nothing, and exhausting himself every time. The key is that he still looks satisfied when he is exhausted. Miss, what do you mean? Is there something wrong with his brain?"
Maotu explained.
Cao Jinse pursed his lips and remained silent. Then, as if to relax, he stood up and said, "Let's go and have a look."
The seventeenth floor of the hotel.
Professional gym.
The facilities here are quite complete, but few hotel guests visit. After all, the time of distinguished guests is very precious, so there is no time to waste here.
At this time, it was around five o'clock in the afternoon, approaching dinner time, and the gym was even more deserted. No, there seemed to be two people there.
Boxing ring.
Comrade Jiang Chen seemed to have been hit by a speeding car. He flew out and hit the rubber band at the edge of the field. If he hadn't caught it with his hands in time, he would have fallen out. Even if In this way, the huge reaction force still threw it back, fell into the field, bounced twice, and then lay there sprawled out, no longer moving.
Cao Jinse raised his eyes and looked at the young Taoist nun who was retracting her legs.
You really don’t show any mercy.
“I’m a good boy.”
Maotu’s mouth curled up with an “O”. It wasn’t that he was mourning for someone. He had done something wrong for himself and was suffering for himself. There was nothing worthy of sympathy.
"Miss, do you think he is seriously ill?"
Cao Jinse nodded, "A little bit."
Turn a blind eye to the approaching master and servant, and usually Duanmu Liuli, who only took off her shoes and was barefoot, looked at Jiang Chen who was lying motionless on the ground and asked calmly: "Are you still fighting?"
You really don't have the slightest bit of pride. .
indeed.
Knocking down a frog seems to be nothing to be proud of.
In comparison, Comrade Jiang Chen is much more professional. He has all the boxing shorts, boxing headgear, and boxing gloves. He just waved his hands dejectedly, expressing his resignation.
Very good.
At least he wasn't beaten to death.
"Hey! Stand up, you are a man, how can you fall down so easily!"
Maotu was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so he grabbed the edge of the rubber band to provoke him.
But how could Comrade Jiang Chen be fooled? He was breathing heavily, not caring about the so-called man's dignity and face, and continued to lie down and rest with peace of mind.
Actually, Duanmu Liuli didn't do it on purpose, she was really forced to do it. It was good for her to read books and watch TV in the room, but someone was begging for nothing and insisted on pestering him to learn skills from her.
The result is good.
It turns out.
It’s true that I don’t have this talent.
"Jiang, did you hear that? You are still lying down. It's embarrassing."
The rabbit is still making noise.
“Come up.”
Jiang Chen, who had calmed down a bit, turned his head and poked him.
Maotu suddenly seemed to have been hit on his mute point and became silent.
He who knows the current affairs is a hero.
I thought they were all as stupid as you.
"Would you like to help call an ambulance?"
Cao Jinse said.
Jiang Chen grinned and sat up with all his strength. He was sweating profusely. He had to admit that he had a really good figure. He focused on being well-proportioned and looked slim when he was wearing clothes. Sweat is more like a filter, exaggerating the masculinity.
“It’s just a discussion.”
You really know how to put gold on your face.
Can we call it a sparring session if we are being abused unilaterally?
The look in Maotu's eyes spoke volumes, it was quite contemptuous.
"I'll wait for you."
Cao Jinse didn't laugh, nor did he tease. After all, winning or losing didn't matter. It was ridiculous but also respectable to shake a tree from a small earthworm.
She walked towards the rest area.
Sitting in the boxing ring, Jiang Chen put his arms on his knees, panting heavily, and looked at Mao Tu.
Uotu shook his head, looking like he was sighing, his expression was quite rich.
Jiang Chen smiled.
A white and slender jade hand suddenly stretched out.
Jiang Chen raised his head.
Duanmu Liuli still has good martial ethics and is a respectable opponent. I want to win over him.
“No, I will do it myself.”
Rejecting the other party’s kindness, Jiang Chen supported the ground and stood up alone.
Of course he won't blame the Taoist sister for not being measured in her actions. On the stage, giving your best is the greatest respect.
Of course.
The Taoist sister definitely couldn't go all out. Even if she beat him like a human punching bag, she definitely showed some mercy.
After taking a shower and changing clothes, Comrade Jiang Chen didn't look like he had just been beaten. Just like Mao Tu said, his face was glowing red and he was full of energy.
"Would you like Maotu to buy you some bruises medicine?"
Cao Jinse calmly looked at Boss Jiang who was walking over.
“Do you think I need it?”
Jiang Chen smiled easily.
“Maybe it’s an internal injury.”
Cao Jinse said lightly.
Jiang Chen sat down next to him, "Taoist Duanmu is not that evil."
Cao Jinse's eyes moved.
Maotu was talking to Duanmu Liuli.
"Do you have masochistic tendencies?"
Mr. Cao always speaks directly to the Buddha's heart.
Jiang Chen was embarrassed and replied: "If you sweat more usually, you will bleed less when necessary."
Cao Jinse turned around and looked, "Are you in trouble?"
Jiang Chen smiled and shook his head.
The explosion at the chemical plant seemed as if it had never happened. I wonder if the public opinion about the nuclear leak was so fierce that it covered up the rest of the news, leaving only a few reports.
That’s all.
In these critical few days, Jiang Chen and Duanmu Liuli stayed in the hotel in peace and quiet without anyone disturbing them.
What is the efficiency of being able to quickly find someone who urinates anywhere?
Even if all the corpses spiral into the sky in the explosion and complete the last salvation process, they will be completely wiped out.
But what about the violent organizations behind them?
The police won’t investigate.
Don’t even the powerful evil societies pursue the case?
Just like an incredible coincidence, it is illogical at all.
But in this world of magical realism, some absurd things often happen, which are not worthy of being too strange.
"What about your matter? Is there any result?" Jiang Chen asked He took a sip of soda water.
“Aren’t you waiting for news from you?”
“Fujiwara Reiki contacted the royal family, and the prince she was looking for, Watari Tetsuya, agreed to help, but she didn’t know him. Isn’t his weight in the imperial family any more important?”
“Wata Tetsuya’s status in the Japanese imperial family can only be regarded as average. It is almost impossible to influence the decision-making of the imperial family, but if he becomes the emperor’s heir, then he will not. Same.”
"Then is it possible for him to succeed the emperor?" Jiang Chen asked.
"The probability is very low. Several of his elders are ranked in front of him, and his personal abilities are not outstanding enough. Unlike his sister and the youngest Princess Mei, if he can have the status of Princess Mei in the folk The reputation and probability should be increased by two levels."
"So there is no chance. But not every member of the royal family wants to be the emperor." Jiang Chen said with a smile: "The emperor is not. Emperor."
"Even if the emperor is not the emperor, it is a unique honor. If it were you, could you restrain yourself?"
"I have always felt that if I traveled back to ancient times, I would be free. A prince is more comfortable than an emperor."
Jiang Chen looked relaxed.
“A soldier who doesn’t want to be a general is not a good soldier. Not everyone is as unmotivated as you. And when that time comes, it doesn’t mean you will still think the same way.”
Jiang Chen didn't argue.
It is easy to talk.
Mountains of gold and silver can confuse people's minds. How many people can remain calm in the face of the supreme power?
"Since Wata Tetsuya agreed to Fujiwara Reiki to swim through this muddy water, it proves that he is ambitious." Cao Jinse said unhurriedly: "Yingdong Electric Power and the nuclear leakage accident are too involved, and many of the forces are not his disciples. A prince with a name who can afford to offend is the best thing to do is to keep a low profile and do nothing, and you will not make mistakes."
"But if you do nothing, you will most likely just be free. Your Majesty." Jiang Chen sighed softly and answered.
“So if you are motivated, the nuclear accident is an excellent opportunity that can be used to show and express yourself. There will be risks, but there are risks in everything. From the perspective of Prince Watanabe Tetsuya I also understand this truth."
After a pause, Cao Jinse raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Besides, this is Fujiwara Reiki asking him for help, which is another smooth favor."
" I thought Fujiwara Reiki was too charming."
"She is certainly very charming," Mr. Cao said calmly: "She is beautiful and she is the daughter of the Fujiwara Foundation. If Watari can win over her. , the future is promising.”
Jiang Chen smiled.
What a “future you can look forward to”.
“You mean Tetsuya Watari wants to recruit Riki Fujiwara to join the team?”
“Mutual benefit.”
Cao Jinse simply replied.
The logic that Mr. Cao said is not profound. In fact, it is easy to understand. It has been happening from ancient times to the present, from the East to the West, without interruption.
No matter how evil Fujiwara Riki is, she is still just a woman, and a woman from an island country with a low status.
And Du Zhe is a frustrated royal family member.
In this case, win-win cooperation is the bright future.
“If both of them can unite, they will indeed benefit. Both Fujiwara Reiki and Watanabe Tetsuya can have a bigger stage, but I don’t think Fujiwara Reiki is willing to do so.”
< br>Jiang Chen commented.
“Why do you think she won’t be willing?”
Cooperation at this level must be deeply bound, and no one will be reassured by talking verbally.
What is the best way to deep bind?
For a man and a woman, it couldn't be simpler.
Marriage.
Neither the Fujiwara family nor the imperial family seemed to have a suitable reason for rejection.
Facing Mr. Cao’s inquiry, Jiang Chen’s eyes showed he was thinking. He didn’t think for too long, only five or six seconds, and then gave a reason that caused Cao Jinse’s brain to shut down immediately.
"Because that Prince Watanabe Tetsuya is too ugly."
"..."
Too ugly?
"I have seen him, and he is not tall either. I am afraid he is shorter than Riki Fujiwara. As a woman, if it were you, would you be willing to do it?"
Comrade Jiang Chen dropped the topic instead. Come over.
Is this an unintentional remark, or is it a deliberate attempt to set someone else’s standards for choosing a mate?
Cao Jinse was stunned, and then immediately said: "What does it have to do with me."
"So I think Fujiwara Reiki is unlikely to be willing."
Jiang Chen continued to reiterate his opinion.
"Not necessarily everyone values appearance so much. Those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters, and Reiki Fujiwara is the one who achieves great things."
Jiang Chen smiled when he heard this.
It seems that in Mr. Cao's heart, he has a very high opinion of the beauty. He originally thought so too and thought that the other party was a very difficult player, but now his concept has changed slightly.
"There is always a fine line between genius and madness. You can't look at her with common sense, otherwise all you see is illusion."
"After staying with Duanmudao for a long time, everyone's words are blurred. Don’t know how to say it?”
Cao Jinse is neither salty nor bland.
Jiang Chen smiled and said, "That's a long way off. What are you talking about other people's gossip for? Have you taken a clear inventory of your belongings?"
Cao Jinse was silent.
"You must be prepared for everything. Chatting with that Ms. Cynthia will be harmful rather than helpful."
"Thirty percent."
Cao Jinse spoke.
“What?”
Jiang Chen was confused.
“She offered 30% of the price.”
Jiang Chen frowned upon hearing this, and immediately asked seriously: “All the assets of Jiuding in Japan?”
Cao Jinse nodded. , following his words, "pack them all together."
"It's not so cruel to take advantage of the situation, right? Did the knife fall too deep? Is imperialist capital really that greedy?"
30%.
This is not a broken bone, what is the difference between it and robbery?
“Does she think she is just collecting rags?”
As an uninvolved member of the public, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but feel indignant.
Isn’t this bullying?
Jiuding Group should have never suffered such humiliation.
“We are here, and the initiative is of course in their hands.”
Cao Jinse is very calm, which more and more reflects her strong business literacy. In business, she cannot add personal emotions.
In other words.
Business is all about making money.
It is natural for others to kill you, and there is nothing to complain about. Do you want to pray for others to show mercy and be noble?
“She is probably raising prices to test your cards.”
“Our bottom line is 65%.”
65%.
30%.
The gap is quite big.
“What was the final discussion?”
“It was 45%, but she refused to give in.”
It has an effect, but it is still far from the bottom line. distance.
“Talk slowly. If it doesn’t work once, talk twice. If it doesn’t work twice, talk three times. If it doesn’t work three times, talk five times or ten times. Business can’t be done in one go.”
Jiang Chen was relieved.
A business of this magnitude is not like buying food at a wet market. Both parties must stay calm and be patient.
"You have said it, I have been planning for a long time and come prepared, how can it be so easy to negotiate."
Cao Jinse's tone showed a little tiredness.
“You may need a negotiator.”
Jiang Chen answered subconsciously.
"Negotiation expert?"
Cao Jinse turned his head and smiled: "Who? You?"
Not in a panic, Comrade Jiang Chen was at ease, and smiled slightly, showing no signs of panic. No shame, just said it as a matter of course.
"Quite discerning." (End of this chapter)