Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 234: The Difficult Foreigner (Thanks to the Leader "Longyuan12346")_1

Chapter 234: Chapter 234: The Difficult Foreigner (Thanks to the Leader "Longyuan12346")_1

The third meeting room. Bai Xiaosheng glanced at the sign on the door before he and Assistant Yin walked in.

The conference room was exceptionally large, seemingly twice the size of the grand conference room in Teles Square.

It was fully equipped with various meeting devices, all in standby mode, ready for use at any moment.

A huge circular desk was surrounded by dozens of chairs, made of genuine leather, giving off an air of grandeur.

"Mr. Bai, please wait here for a moment," said Assistant Yin with a welcoming smile, summoning a receptionist, "What would you like to drink? Don’t be shy, just tell them if you need anything."

The receptionist was a very young woman. She wasn’t particularly beautiful, but she had a delicate appearance and a sweet smile that was pleasant to look at.

"Tea is fine, thank you," Bai Xiaosheng said with a smile to her.

The receptionist nodded and left.

"Then I’ll take my leave as well," Assistant Yin said with a smile to Bai Xiaosheng.

Bai Xiaosheng replied politely, "Thank you for your trouble."

After Assistant Yin left, Bai Xiaosheng walked around the meeting room with his hands behind his back.

Soon, the door opened, and the female receptionist brought in the tea.

"Is there anything else you need?" she asked politely.

Bai Xiaosheng smiled, "Yes, there is! I’d like to ask you a few things."

The receptionist hesitated for a moment before nodding her head.

Following that.

Bai Xiaosheng struck up a conversation with her. At first, she was quite reserved and careful with her answers.

But this was not a challenge for Bai Xiaosheng at all.

"Red Lotus, retrieve some interview techniques for me."

With just a thought, Bai Xiaosheng gained strategies for the conversation.

Dialogue also required methods and techniques.

In this world, all sorts of news happen every day, with journalists interviewing a variety of people. Their words include countless techniques and traps.

...

Bai Xiaosheng easily grasped the rhythm of the conversation.

After a bit of back and forth, he quickly became close friends with the young receptionist.

He even learned that the girl studied secretarial work and was sent here for training. But in reality, her position had been taken by someone with connections. However, she wasn’t bitter or angry at all; she truly saw this place as a training ground for dealing with people.

What a positive attitude! Bai Xiaosheng marveled.

The conversation gradually deepened.

Although receptionists were the lowest-level employees, they had access to various meetings and saw and heard a lot, knowing much more than you’d expect.

With proper prompting, the information gained could be beyond expectations.

Bai Xiaosheng received answers to all his questions and even unexpectedly learned a lot of things, including many secrets between the employees.

At that moment.

In the most luxurious office of the Zhongjing Media Tower,

a man with silkworm-brow and a neatly trimmed mustache was perusing a document.

His usual expression was one of no expression.

This man was the Zhongjing Media General Manager—Song Changkong.

The door to the office was gently knocked five times, after which the person outside pushed it open and entered—an assistant of Song Changkong.

When it came to office rules, Song Changkong’s were almost exactly the same as Bai Xiaosheng’s at Teles Square: he allowed for the door to be opened without waiting for a response after knocking.

However, Song Changkong was not entirely the same.

He was a man so meticulous that it drove people nuts, and he also had obsessive-compulsive tendencies.

To knock on his office door, you had to knock five times, not one knock less. After five knocks, if there was no response, you could enter directly.

So, the assistant came in.

Without raising his head, Song Changkong asked calmly, "What is it?"

"The representatives from Kaisen Company in Europe have landed. Our people have picked them up, and they’re expected to arrive in thirty-five to forty minutes," the assistant answered.

When reporting to Song Changkong, you had to provide a time schedule, and have full control of various arrangements.

This assistant had survived where many others had not; they were dismissed for failing in this regard.

"Kaisen Company... they’ve finally arrived!" Song Changkong’s brows furrowed slightly against his will.

"We’re involved in a contract with them worth over three hundred million. The negotiation has been going on for one hundred and twenty-four days without finalization. This time, Kaisen’s stance is firm. If we don’t make concessions, it’s very likely... that the cooperation will fail," the assistant reminded him. "The fields of cooperation cover variety shows, film and television, artist tours, new media, games, etc. They’re crucial for our expansion into the European market and are expected to increase our annual revenue..."

"Enough! I know all this!" Song Changkong interrupted softly, his voice tinged with weariness.

The assistant immediately shut his mouth.

Repeating key issues was one of Mr. Song’s requirements for his assistants.

But he didn’t always like to hear it.

"This Kaisen Company! Taking an inch and going for a mile, do they think I don’t dare to turn my back on them? Hmph! Without them, we can still break into the European market!" Song Changkong slammed the documents in his hand down heavily and let out a muffled sigh.

That being said,

but Song Changkong really didn’t want to give up on this collaboration, after all, four long months of negotiation!

"Is the team still led by Ron this time?" Song Changkong asked.

"Yes," the assistant replied.

Just the thought of that bearded foreigner made the assistant frown, feeling a headache coming on.

They say foreigners are dumb, but that bearded one, with his hair stickier than a monkey, is astute, no, with his build, he’s more like a King Kong.

This man was incredibly sly and was good at gauging his opponents, which had caused Song Changkong to suffer a few setbacks.

But this time, I’m prepared! Song Changkong couldn’t help but snicker coldly to himself.

"How are the arrangements for the business negotiation experts going?" Song Changkong inquired.

"Everything has been arranged. They’re top-notch in the industry; we’ve even hired two specialists well-versed in these negotiations! They’re also en route and should arrive within twenty minutes," the assistant said, barely able to hide his excitement and anticipation.

Thinking of that bearded foreigner facing a worthy opponent made him somewhat happy.

"Very well, this time we must dampen their spirits and secure this cooperation!" Song Changkong stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back, and looked down upon Zhongjing.

If this cooperation were successful, Zhongjing Media would rise to a new height.

"Let the higher-ups within Zhenbei Group see, my capabilities, Song Changkong, are incomparable to the ordinary!" Song Changkong couldn’t help but think to himself.

Actually, he had always harbored some pent-up frustration.

Not long ago, the group had issued an assessment decree, and it seemed that the top executives of their subsidiaries were all included.

Yet, what frustrated Song Changkong was that his deputy had been promoted, but he was left behind.

Even more irritating, in the neighboring Tiannan City, a real estate company called Shang Wenshu had become the provincial regional head!

And he had not received a transfer-or-promotion notice.

How could Song Changkong not be angry!

Right now, this was an opportunity, and he was determined to succeed, showing the people within the group that they had chosen wrongly!

"By the way, is the meeting room ready?" Song Changkong asked.

"It’s ready, I arranged it beforehand," the assistant glanced at the time, "Thirty minutes later, in the third meeting room!"