Night With A Beast

Chapter 2

Business negotiation?

It's not surprising if you hear this sentence. They are brothers, they have the same blood, but they are only half. They are not very close yet, but they also have interests. But in any case, now that things have reached this stage, he will not have any better choice. Listen to the other party's proposal first, and if it doesn't seem satisfactory, then refuse it later.

"Let's get started."

Finally, choosing the so-called brother can at least make Lan Lan realize that he is a brother, in case the other party is kind again, and will not take mean measures or cruel business plans too much.

Lane smiled, took the words at the corners of his mouth, pushed the cigarette filter against the transparent glass of the table, and then sat there and began to open his mouth to talk.

"I heard what the situation is at the company, like Mamoru told you I would come to help."

"What can you do for me?"

"What do you think I'm going to do for you?"

Lane replied in a peaceful tone, but there was a feeling of uneasiness lurking in his heart. He has thought that he may ask to buy all the companies and then take over the management. So he slipped his mouth out of his mouth.

"If you are going to take over the whole company, I will refuse. I must take over it, and it will still make money for me."

"Profitable money or lost money?"

Yuan came back and left Chanin speechless. It seems that he has seen through the situation of the company. No wonder the fact is that if he didn't know it, would he still show up and ask for help?

"Let me help. Anyway, this company belongs to my father, you are also my brother, and your mother is very ill. What do you think? You should also be hot money. I heard that the old fox colluded to dismiss him. I, a bargaining power, your brother, will lend a helping hand."

Chanin is sure that he didn't disclose this information to the people on Ran's side. It seems that there was a phone call to tell him, but it doesn't matter now. Young people want to know more about how Rand will help him.

"What's your plan?"

Asking questions directly doesn't mean beating around the bush. Run himself is not the kind of person who works around corners. Since he asks questions directly, he will put forward a straightforward suggestion.

"It's no big deal. I'll buy all the company from those old foxes and send someone to help you run the company, so that the company will return to the blood of that man."

The man Ran mentioned was not difficult to guess, he meant his father Chanin, nodded over his head, and thought a little, if the directors were willing to sell the shares they held, their eyes would be wide open. This is not an easy task.

"Mr. Chanin, don't worry. We have bargaining measures. Anyway, they have to agree to sell the shares to Mr. Ranmaru."

Moru cut in suddenly, as if he could read what Chanin was thinking.

"How is it?"

"I have an idea."

This time, Run came up suddenly, sounding as if he didn't want to tell Chanin, and the other party seemed to know, so he didn't ask again, giving Run a chance to continue negotiating.

"Besides, I will give you fifty percent of the profits of the company every month. You don't have to care that I hold shares in the company, because I will give you fifty."

Chanin's eyes widened, and he could hardly believe he would hear such a voice from the mouth of a cooperative negotiator.

"What?"

"I said I would give you fifty-fifths of the profits. Why not?"

"No, sir."

Come on, who doesn't want to? But strangely, each director holds almost 80% of the total shares of the company. If you want to buy it, you will get 80% profit. It's a little strange to give him fifty years old.

I felt very strange and curious. I accidentally stared at my face straight and laughed in my throat.

"Don't think too much, I told you that you are my sister, and your mother is also very ill and needs a lot of money. I have saved many people, and I will come to help your sister and stepmother again, if only it were from the same family."

After hearing this, I felt at ease and began to discuss business. It may be just a name, or it may be for a real kindness. He just suspected that the other party wanted benefits.

"I made a proposal, and the rest is up to you. If you agree, sign the documents, everything will start immediately."

Lane picked up a new cigarette, smoked his other empty hand, and twisted his fingers slightly. Mamoru, who was standing by, came straight up, laid the papers on the table and slid politely towards Channing.

"The contract documents agree to the terms and conditions."

Chanin nodded and pushed the spectacle frame against the bridge of his nose with his fingertips. He has no misgivings about the contract. He knows how close it is to do business together. Parents, children or siblings must have a written commitment.

Human nature, if there are interests involved, is ready to forget all relationships.

Chanin looked at every letter on the paper. The terms of the contract are as clear as Ran said before. He will get 50% of the profits. He also held the same position, while Ran only held the position of director of the company, but the young man will demand his private management rights.

There's nothing wrong with him. His burden was lightened. It seems that he doesn't need to do much. He is only responsible for signing one document. The rest stay there, waiting for profits. There is enough time to take care of his mother. If his eyes did not see the last condition that Rand had not mentioned before, he would have picked up a pen and signed it.

On condition that. . . He had to work for Brand.

"The last condition, I think, is very strange."

Finally broke the silence, Malang was putting the ashtray on the palm of his hand, and a bodyguard squinted, his eyes steadily motionless.

"How strange."

"It says I will work for you."

"What's so strange about that, as the contract says?"

It is strange how he could betray his life. Does Lan think he is Satan?

"I... Let me think."

Chanin hesitated suddenly, and Ran raised his eyebrows a little, and the expression on his face was not obvious.

"It's up to you. If you agree to sign it, then sign it before I change my mind. Don't talk business with you again."

No negotiation, no negotiation. Who will sign the contract!

Chanin feels that she is a bipolar person, and her mood suddenly rises and falls. When she thinks that Ran's coming is bad, and when she thinks that she may come for good, it becomes the purpose of the other party.

"Anyway, thanks to Sister Ran for coming to me. I'm sorry to waste my time. I will decide, so I don't have time to think about it."

Like a nonsense, Lane read Chanin's uncomfortable gestures and tone, smiled from his chair and said:

"I told you what decision to make, it's up to you. Make a quick decision before I don't negotiate."

Without negotiation, he will find another way.

I had made up my mind to hope that Run hadn't got up and was ready to call the secretary to see the guests off, but Mamoru, who had been standing there watching for a long time, suddenly broke out.

"Mr. Ranmaru, they've been in touch."

Lane nodded, then smiled.

"I told you to make a decision quickly, but I told you to make a decision quickly. It's no big deal, just saying that your mother's life is in my hands now."

"What?"

Chanin said it was strange to hear the other person speak, and he didn't hear him wrong. Ran asks Mamoru to hand him the cell phone he pulled out of his suit pocket. He picked it up, too. The monastery is not quite at ease about this. First of all, when I opened my eyes wide, I saw that the face of the middle-aged woman lying in bed was unconscious. When I appeared at the temple of the woman in front of me, I had a black gun on my body. The screeching sound of breathing through the respirator, you can hear it from the phone, and someone's screeching voice.

You got it, young master.

Don't guess, you know the young master asked is Lan, but it's not the time when Channing is interested. He turned around with a look of alarm on his face.

"What's on your mind!"

"Business negotiations."

Run said with a smile, it's like playing, only Chanin doesn't play. Now his heart is more worried about his mother than anything else. What business will fall now is his business. But he can't let anyone threaten his mother!

"What is negotiation? Put a gun to my mother's head. This is not negotiation. I ask you directly, why do you reach out to help me? What exactly do you want!"

Chanin was impatient and suddenly asked loudly. The bodyguard behind him knew about the work and quickly came to cover his master's face to let Chanin know that if he wanted to do something, he would definitely not live.

Lane made no secret of it and looked up high.

"The contract is very clear, I want you to give me life."

"Are you mad? Why should I give my life to you!"

Chanin has turned down his voice, but he is still shouting.

He did not understand Run's behaviour, so he came to him with the angel's stain, and within an hour the angel was stripped off, and saw its essence, and it was a huge monster.

"I think"

Lane replied incoherently. Chanin wants to argue that the last clause in the contract is stupid, but he can only think so, because saying Lane will upset him.

"Make a decision before I finish the negotiations. You have 10 seconds..."

Then counting down, Chanin glanced at the screen of his mobile phone and saw a man's hand pulling the trigger. His mother was sure not to die of illness.

"You can't do this. That's my mother. You can't kill people at will."

He tried to calm down, tell me his reasons and remind me, but he wouldn't listen, smiled, and then counted down happily.

"Nine..."

"Brother Lan!"

"Eight..."

This time, the count sat straight on the sofa, with his legs raised and crossed, and his arms leaning on the sofa like an old Chinese movie master.