Chapter 1591 God's Low Price

Isn't it liquidated damages? You decide and so do I.

In the end, Yang Cheng pinched his nose and accepted the liquidated damages clause. Of course, Harms didn't make any money. With Yang Cheng's tough attitude, he also put a shackle on himself.

After the agreement of intent was signed, Yang Cheng had the confidence to take the agreement to ask Damian for a discount.

For this reason, he returned to New York overnight and made an appointment with Damian.

"You asked me out in such a hurry, what happened?"

Yang Cheng directly put the intention contract on the table, "Look at the quotation above, can you get this offer?"

Damien picked up the contract and glanced at it, shaking her head, "Impossible, what Oman needs is the full version of M1A2, which is different from the castrated version sold to Saudi Arabia last time, the price cannot be so low, and it will cause dissatisfaction and even protest in Saudi Arabia. I need to think about the international pressure, although we don't care, but losing the big dog in Saudi Arabia, my opponent will be very happy to kick me out of the current position."

Yang Cheng pondered, "What about the castrated version? It's the same model as the Saudi batch."

Damian then shook his head, "You have to know that we can't take the batch of tanks sold to Saudi Arabia, and selling them at a low price is to clamp down on neighboring countries, otherwise, even if it is a castrated version, selling 18 million tanks is not a problem.

The price of the full version will exceed 20 million. "

Yang Cheng sneered in his heart, goddamn cheap, who doesn't know that the purchase price for your own use by the US military is only 5 million, even considering the huge profits of arms, it has doubled to 3 times in one go, it is still a castrated version, except for those who pay protection fees Who would be fooled by the local tyrants in the Middle East?

He wasn't complaining for Saudi, but simply expressed his displeasure with Damien's brazen remarks.

"Just say how much money you can get, even the castrated version."

"15 million. This is the lowest price I can get. It is guaranteed to be the same model as the one in Saudi Arabia." Damian didn't think about it, obviously she had already made up her mind.

Yang Cheng shook his head secretly, the price was too high, Oman would not accept it, and originally wanted to try to get a batch of first-hand goods for Oman in order to maintain this big customer, who would have thought that Damien would not give face.

"What about second-hand goods?"

Damian froze for a moment, "Second-hand goods?"

Yang Cheng spread out his hands, "I heard that this year the army will continue to reduce its establishment and abolish troops. People can withdraw, but what about weapons?"

Damien was speechless. This Yang Cheng was too calculating. At first, he only aimed at the new products in the inventory, but now he focused on the equipment in service. As expected of a capitalist, he has eyes for finding money.

But she also had to admire Yang Cheng, this is indeed a good idea, second-hand goods are second-hand goods no matter how new they are, so naturally they can't be regarded as the same as new ones, and the price must be lower.

$12 million isn't an impossible number either.

Damien slapped the contract, "Oman needs 80 vehicles, which is a relatively large quantity. I need to go back and investigate to see which unit's equipment can be sold."

Yang Cheng reminded, "It's better to have 90% new."

Damien glared at the black-hearted capitalist, "I know, you are going to shoddy."

Yang Cheng definitely didn't admit it, "What do you mean by shoddy? I'm also lowering the price for Aman in disguise."

"Don't talk about it, go back and wait for my news, 90% of the new equipment is hard to find."

"I know, if it doesn't work, it's 80% new, but you have to find someone to deal with it, at least it looks newer."

The profiteer! Damien looked at Yang Cheng disdainfully and said nothing.

Yang Cheng understands it and doesn't care at all. As the saying goes: no business without evil!

. . . . . .

Saying goodbye to Damien, Yang Cheng did not leave in a hurry, asked the waiter for a cup of iced coffee, and sat in the shop until the sweat disappeared before getting up. It's already approaching 30, it's humid and hot, and it's easy to sweat when you move a little.

This year happens to be the Olympic year, and all sports events will end early, making it easier for athletes to return to China for training.

Fortunately, this summer to play for the country.

This also led to a month before the start of the Olympic Games, the sports section of the news media was boring, and some sports reporters wanted to switch careers to work part-time as paparazzi in Hollywood.

Yang Cheng thought about going to Rio to see good luck, but when he thought of the unfriendliness he had experienced in Rio, he stopped thinking and honestly found a cool place to escape the heat.

Summer vacation in the West is not only a holiday for students, but now that the economy in country Z is getting better and better, many families who can afford it will go overseas together during the summer vacation to reward themselves for their hard work in the first half of the year.

So every year in July, there will be traffic jams in the sky. Even if you take a business jet, you will encounter air traffic control problems. At this time, you can't wait to turn your arms into wings, and you don't have to rely on others if you can rely on yourself.

Standing at the door of the coffee shop and calling Luo Yue, "Honey, have you figured out where to spend the summer vacation this year?"

Luo Yue was so busy that she couldn't think about it, "Didn't we just come back from the Philippines?"

"That's different, it's just a party, it's not a summer getaway."

Luo Yue laughed, "You decide, I will listen to you anyway."

Yang Cheng thought for a while, "Why don't you go to Milan? We still have a manor by Lake Como, I gave it to you, remember?"

"Of course, okay, let's go to Milan. I really want to live by Lake Como for a while. By the way, can I take Manman with me? Otherwise, she won't have a place to go during the summer vacation."

Of course Yang Cheng would not refuse, "You are the hostess, and it is your right to invite guests."

Luo Yue smirked, "Understood, let's hurry up and finish the work before we start."

"Don't worry, we'll go to Lake Como to live for a month, and we have to finish the work at hand anyway."

"Okay, that's it, I'm going to have a meeting, hang up~"

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Yang Cheng laughed, this girl is really a workaholic.

Just as he was about to get in the car and go back to the company, Zhang Xuan, the owner of the 'Qingcheng' restaurant who had met and had a chat with him before, called.

"Jason, are you busy? Sorry for calling."

Yang Cheng smiled, "You're welcome, I'm outside, you can tell me something."

"That's right, I wonder if you still remember what we said that day?"

"Of course, it's only been a few days, and my memory is not that bad."

After a pause, he seemed to have guessed what the other person was thinking, "So, have you made up your mind to let me invest in your Los Angeles branch?"

Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, she was afraid that this rich man would be embarrassed if he just said it casually.

"Yes, I have had an in-depth chat with my husband and decided to develop the second branch of "Qingcheng". I also hope to get your strong support, Jason."

Yang Cheng pondered, "Well, I'll go to your shop in a while, and we'll have an interview."

Zhang Xuan was overjoyed, "That's exactly what I meant, we are in the shop right now, and I just happened to treat you to dinner."

Yang Cheng didn't shirk, "Okay, I'll be there later."

. . .

Now that the rush hour for lunch has passed, there are not many customers in the store, and it looks a bit empty. Zhang Xuan and his wife were talking with the staff at the bar at this time, when they saw Yang Cheng come in, they immediately interrupted the conversation.

Yang Cheng looked at the Zhang Ailing poster hanging at the entrance, and asked with a smile, "I didn't disturb your work, did I?"

Zhang Xuan came out from the bar, "Why, I was hoping for you to come sooner, this way please~"

At this time, her husband also followed, Zhang Xuan quickly said, "Look at me, I forgot to introduce, this is my husband Wang Yiming."

Looking at this middle-aged man with round inches, Yang Cheng extended his hand and shook hands with him, "You opened a great restaurant."

Wang Yiming hastily said modestly, "I dare not, it can't be called great, it's just a hobby of our husband and wife."

"It is admirable to be able to turn a hobby into a career."

There were still a few guests dining in the store. Seeing that the two bosses went out to pick up the customers at the same time, they thought that some important person was coming, so they cast their gazes one after another.

Some Chinese recognized Yang Cheng's identity, and smiled politely, while those who didn't know each other whispered to each other, asking their companions in a low voice, who is this young man?

Yang Cheng?

who?

Rich second generation?

Big family heir?

The boss of Toutiao app?

After all, rich people are right. . .

Yang Cheng's ears were quite sharp, and he keenly caught the whispers of the guests. What else could he do besides responding with a more kind smile?

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