Stay Home Daddy: I Was Reborn After My Daughter Passed Away
Chapter 252: Two hundred fifty-two, that’s just too cruel!_1

Chapter 252: Two hundred fifty-two, that’s just too cruel!_1

"Come on, let’s sit down and talk," Old Zhao said warmly.

After speaking, he seated himself first. Seeing Old Zhao sit down, Chenzi took a seat opposite him, and the others also sat down.

"By the way, Chenzi, let me introduce you. This is Lao Liu, Old Wang, and Lao Wu. They are all helping us expand the goji berry business. It’s great that you’re here today, so we can all discuss this together."

After saying this, Old Zhao picked up the purple clay teapot in front of him, took a cup from the tea tray, and poured tea for Chenzi.

Chenzi took a sip and then smiled, "I’ve found a Lucian that can help us sell our goji berries to other provinces. Future sales volumes shouldn’t be a problem."

Old Zhao was sipping his tea. When he heard this, he immediately put down his teacup.

He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his thighs, clasping his hands together, his face lit up with joy, looking very interested.

"Really?"

Sichuan Province is a big place, with a population several times that of Haicheng.

Moreover, there are many wealthy people in Sichuan Province. If goji berries could be sold there, there would be no worry about sales!

Chenzi nodded, leaning back in his chair.

"Of course it’s true. Have you heard of the Ji family?"

At the mention, Old Zhao instantly became excited, "Are you talking about the Ji family that’s in the pharmaceutical business?"

Everyone with ties to that industry in Sichuan Province should know about the Ji family. They were giants of the pharmaceutical business in previous years.

However, for some reason, the Ji family seemed to have gone quiet these past few years.

But as the old saying goes, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse.

Even if the Ji family wasn’t doing well, their profits were still something others could only dream of. To use the Ji family’s channels would be a tremendous opportunity.

It would be like a beggar stumbling upon a golden bun.

That would be incredibly lucky!

"Chenzi, you’re really amazing, to be able to establish a connection with the Ji family. If we can really use their channels, Brother, I’ll gift you an apartment this year!"

The Ji family’s channels are vast and wide.

They own countless pharmacies, and just placing our products in these would be a significant profit.

Not to mention, they also have their own high-end health clubs.

Now that’s really impressive!

Even gifting Chenzi an apartment wouldn’t be too much!

Looking at the spirited Old Zhao, Chenzi pressed his lips together into a smile, reached out for a cup on the tea tray, and took a sip.

"Brother, no need for the apartment, why don’t we renegotiate the stake ownership instead?"

Upon hearing Chenzi wanted a stake, the smile on Old Zhao’s face immediately stiffened, and his expression became somewhat unnatural.

"Chenzi, how about this: I’ll give you 40% of the shares. We’ll split it 40-60. Would that work?"

To be honest, boarding the Ji family’s ship really meant unimaginable profits.

Giving away an apartment was genuinely no issue for him, but shares would mean splitting his money, and that caused Old Zhao some pain. It was something he was reluctant to part with.

Upon hearing this, Chenzi shook his head with a smile and said nothing, but simply poured himself more tea.

The others watched Chenzi, feeling a bit anxious for no apparent reason. Although this matter didn’t concern them much, as they were just employees, Chenzi was, after all, asking for a stake, and General Manager Zhao had already offered 40%, which still didn’t seem to satisfy him.

They all wanted to know what number Chenzi had in mind.

Seeing that Chenzi didn’t speak, Old Zhao also became nervous.

He knew that 40% was rather low. After all, his own company wasn’t very large, and there were plenty like his. If they could get on board with the Ji family, profits might increase by four or five times, or even more.

He hesitated, licked his lips, and then looked at Chenzi.

"How about, how about 50%? Brother, that’s really the most I can offer with all my sincerity. We’ll go halves, what do you think?"

Fifty?

Chenzi wanted 80%!

But Chenzi didn’t say so outright. First, he took a sip of his tea.

Then he said, "By the way, Brother Zhao, how are my cherries doing? With the quality of fruit like that, if I want, I can get even more. Strawberries, mangoes, and even fruit from the south, like wax apples, starfruit, avocados, none of them are a problem."

"In terms of quality, in Haicheng, I dare say I’m second to none!"

Although he hadn’t planted a single thing himself, when it came to confidence, Chenzi had it in spades!

Well, what can you do when you’ve got space like that.

Special local products, regional differences—none of these were issues for him!

Moreover, the quality could only be better.

Hearing Chenzi speak like this, Old Zhao swallowed hard.

You have to understand, Chenzi’s cherries were truly amazing!

Having lived a good long life, traveled around, he’d seen a variety of exotic fruits.

But cherries the size of plums, those were something he had truly never seen!

If all the fruit in Chenzi’s hands were like this, then he was absolutely going to make a fortune.

However, it all depended on the share of the stock, getting more shares meant more money.

Old Zhao was always shrewd when it came to money.

"If that’s the case, we could try opening a chain of fruit shops! I’ll provide the premises and the labor, you just need to supply the fruit, don’t worry about anything else, how about that?"

Old Zhao looked at Chenzi seriously.

Chenzi chuckled, "Brother Zhao, you’re getting off-topic, let’s talk about shares first."

If he couldn’t talk his way to eighty percent, he might as well go it alone!

It was a bit more trouble, sure, but the money he made would all be his own.

Seeing Chenzi steer the conversation back to shares, Old Zhao felt like he was between a rock and a hard place; he hesitated for a moment.

"If we really could make something of this fruit business, I’ll give you sixty percent of the shares, sixty for you and forty for me—with the lion’s share going to you, what do you say?"

Chenzi chuckled, "Brother Zhao, you really know how to joke."

With that said, he lowered his head to sip his tea.

After all, in negotiations, if you can avoid revealing your hand, you don’t reveal it—that was Chenzi’s principle.

And why?

Because Chenzi knew that once he revealed it, it would all be out in the open, and eighty percent might just stay at eighty percent.

Besides, negotiations would be tough, but by not saying anything, maybe the other party might offer even more, right?

Negotiating was all about psychological strength after all.

To put it bluntly, it was about who had the better mindset.

He took a sip of tea and savored it, "Brother Zhao, this tea is pretty good, Dragon Well, right?"

Old Zhao chuckled when Chenzi complimented his tea, "You have a fine palate indeed. This is freshly picked new tea, costing five hundred yuan a pound!"

Nowadays, tea that cost five hundred yuan a pound was truly not cheap.

Chenzi nodded, "No wonder it tastes so good."

"I’ve got a few boxes of this tea here, take them all with you if you like!"

When they heard General Manager Zhao offer several boxes of tea costing five hundred yuan each, Lao Wu and Lao Liu were shocked beyond belief.

It seemed Old Zhao really had his heart set on this youngster; he might even be willing to give up shares!

Chenzi also laughed, "Then thank you, Brother Zhao. Let’s continue discussing shares."

Thinking a few boxes of tea could dismiss him was indeed not going to be that easy.

Hearing the conversation drifting back to shares, Old Zhao felt like crying without tears.

"Grandpa, seventy percent, surely seventy percent will do?"

Although, as Chenzi stated, the profits could be substantial, losing seventy percent of his shares, it still truly pained him.

Were it not for the high profit margin, Old Zhao would rather die than offer seventy percent.

Hearing seventy, the few of them exchanged astonished glances!

Goodness, Haicheng Dried Goods was about to change bosses!

Yet, Chenzi continued to shake his head, smiling.

With that shake, Old Zhao’s heart leaped into his throat.

"Brother, you’re not aiming for eighty percent, are you? That’s a bit too ruthless, man. My company’s nearly all yours at that point."

Chenzi narrowed his eyes; as he suspected, eighty percent was on Zhao’s mind. Mentioning such a figure proved there was more room to negotiate, otherwise, he’d have flatly refused by now.