Walking out of Zhitong Hutong No. 13, Wells returned to the car. He pulled off his tie hard, unbuttoned the three buttons on the top of his shirt, and cursed and said that he had suffocated himself to death.

At this moment, he no longer had the attitude of attending Zhang Qingfang's dinner with them before. Instead, he looked careless and looked like a second-rate. He picked up his mobile phone and dialed out a number. The phone was quickly answered: "Boya, I just attended their dinner, and the business was negotiated according to your requirements, which was very successful. But I have a question. Are you sure that those idiots are really useful? In my opinion, they are like the bedtime stories told by grandma. Whether it sounds or looks, they make people feel bad!"

Bear responded: "You should think of them as potatoes. Although they look ugly, they can fill your stomach."

"I hope so, Boya, don't worry. I will do my best to help you get things done. Please remember what I promised me. I don't want to go back and continue to go to prison. I'm fed up with the endless harassment of the FBI in that damn place!" Wells said angrily.

Bear reassured Wells, saying that he could swear to God that he was definitely an honest person, but at the same time, Bear also said that Wells had to do what he assigned first.

Wells then hung up the phone. He told the driver back to the hotel in his poor Chinese language. The driver slowly started. Wells became inexplicably annoyed again. He smashed the glass hard and scolded: "This damn country, damn driving habits, am I a driver's license!"

Wells' hotel was at the entrance of Xinjie. He originally planned to go back to the hotel and wait for Boya's next order, but when he passed by Houhai and saw the neon lights flashing here, he suddenly became excited: "Maybe I can have a good encounter, and I heard from the nigger Bobby that the girl here is very easy."

Then Wells asked the driver to stop, but the driver turned around and spoke very fluent English and said to Wells: "Sorry, Mr. Wells, you must go back to the hotel first. This is Mr. Boya's request. If you can't control your stuff, then you may have to go to Zimbabwe next time you run away."

"Go to the damn!" Wells was stunned for a while and then cursed, "You are a shameful liar, that guy's lackey, I always thought you couldn't speak English!"

Wells scolded fiercely, but at the same time he also gave up his plan to get out. After all, he still wanted to go back to the United States and wanted to get a lot of money promised by Bear. He did not want to escape to Zimbabwe next.

After about half an hour of touching, Wells returned to the hotel. Someone was waiting here. When he saw Wells, he came up on his own initiative.

"Hello, is it Mr. Wells? I am Annick, the administrative assistant of Medawei Asia, to check with you some special goods lists." He said to Wells.

Wells said that Boya and Medawei were really efficient. Then Wells took Annick back to the room to check the goods list. Annick told the goods to be in the south suburb warehouse now and hoped that Wells could be taken away as soon as possible.

Wells leaned lazily on the chair, not interested in Annick's words, but just hummed a few words and knew it, and would urge those tools to get the money as soon as possible.

Annick was very dissatisfied with Wells' performance. He accused Wells of being irresponsible, and Wells exploded on the spot. He was angry.

He roared at Annick: "I'm not going to give him the order, I'm just your business partner, not your slave to Medawei!"

Annick could not tolerate Wells' irritability. After explaining the matter, he was unwilling to say anything to Wellsdo and left the hotel.

Wells had no intention of giving him a gift, and even had to take a look at him. He was just thinking about something else.

After a while, Wells picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Zhang, I may want to tell you a bad news. Another company has taken a fancy to the batch of goods I promised you before, so if you still want it, you have to pay as soon as possible."

This sudden call surprised Zhang Qing, and Fang Tong and the bosses of other small and medium-sized computer companies.

Zhang Qing and Fang Tong and others were still at No. 13 Zhitong Hutong. They originally sent Wells away and planned to talk more about how to take advantage of this opportunity and how to operate behind the scenes. Seeing that Zhang Qing suddenly changed his face, Fang Tong and they asked nervously: "Boss Zhang, has something happened?"

Zhang Qing passed on Wells' words to Fang Tong and others: "I don't know what happened, it makes Mr Wells so anxious."

"Whatever the reason, since Mr. Wells said so, let's go over and take a look as soon as possible." Someone suggested.

Fang Tong and others also thought they should go and see it as soon as possible. After all, this is their last chance and they must seize it. As for the funds, if you go together, you can still get some.

Zhang Qing then called Wells back and said that they went there immediately: "I would like to ask Mr. Wells to keep this batch of goods for us, because this batch of goods is really important to us."

"I understand, then I'll wait for you, just as you Chinese often say, you have to raise money to talk about it!" Wells laughed.

After he said that, he put down his phone, with disdain and contempt on his face: "A group of idiots who send money to his door!"

Wells was dressing himself in front of the mirror at this time. Not only did he button the shirt again, but he also put on a tie, took out another "Vacheron Constantin" watch, and put it on his hands. When everything was done, he looked like a successful person again.

Wells asked for a small conference room in the hotel. Soon Zhang Qing and Fang Tong and more than 20 small and medium-sized computer business owners came over. When they entered the door, they anxiously asked Wells what had happened and why they suddenly asked them to pay.

Wells signaled them to sit down first, and then said that he was willing to cooperate with them first, but he was in a difficult situation with another partner who also needed this batch of goods. Therefore, he hoped that Zhang Qing and the others could understand that they would take it temporarily.

After hearing Wells say this, Zhang Qing and the others were immediately furious, and they all said they could not accept it. They also said that they were the ones who needed this batch of goods the most. They also patted their chests and said that in China, only they had the ability to eat such a large amount of goods at one time, and they were the best partners.

Wells finally said that he could only follow the most basic business principles and give them to whoever pays first.

Zhang Qing and Fang looked at them, and finally Zhang Qing replied on behalf of the others: "Mr. Wells, we came with the money this time, but now it's time to hurry, and it's night, we can't take out the money, so my thoughts

We can sign the contract first and then officially deliver it when our funds are in place. What do you think?"

This is the way Zhang Qing and Fang and they came over to discuss, and it is also the most compromise method they can come up with. After all, they have only experienced two things: foreign garbage and symposium, which has a huge blow to their company. At present, their working capital has some problems.

However, Wells did not agree. Wells said that he would not accept any form of credit debt. If they could not afford the money, then this batch of goods would not belong to them.

But at the same time, Wells also thought of a way for them to use their company accounts to issue checks to him. Since checks are a kind of credit account, the bank will give them a certain amount of time to return them, so that they don’t have to worry about not being able to turn over the funds for a while.

Zhang Qing and Fang Tong looked at each other in surprise. They thought their ideas could convince Wells, but who knew that Wells actually raised a check and caught them off guard by such a way.

Indeed, according to the particularity of the check, even if your account balance is zero, you can withdraw the money first, and then as long as you make up the money within the bank's limited period, it is still not considered a short check.

Wells made his own suggestions, and then stopped talking, just waiting for Zhang Qing and the others to make their own decisions.

Wells' attitude puts more pressure on Zhang Qing and the others. Zhang Qing didn't want to agree, but this was indeed the last chance they could not miss. Zhang Qing still asked: "Mr. Wells, please understand us, because there are certain problems with your batch of goods, and we cannot guarantee that we can sell it!"

Wells spread his hands and said he could not help: "In principle, this has nothing to do with me. I only provide goods. How to sell them should be your own business."

Then Wells changed his mind again: "But I have a good relationship with you, I can personally give you some advice."

Then Wells told Zhang Qing and Fang Tong and others that if they wanted to sell this batch of goods, they had to first create momentum to discredit the standards of the Computer Association, and told everyone that these standards were problematic, and then you would launch this batch of goods at a low price, and then tell everyone that this batch of goods is still very useful, and you can also claim that you are using more advanced American standards than the Computer Association, etc.

Due to the price advantage, there will definitely be people who are willing to choose lower-priced products. At this time, as long as they sell the entire market, it is easy to occupy the market.

After hearing Wells' words, Zhang Qing and others suddenly felt enlightened.

They all told Wells that they had been taught, and then they signed a check for Wells on the spot. Wells asked them to take the list to the warehouse to pick up the goods early the next morning.

When picking up the goods, Zhang Qing and the others were not present, but just asked their vice president to do it because they had more important things themselves.

They all made appointments with various media on the next day and also met with some so-called experts and professors.

"Editor Xue, I need a special news now. It is a paper published by Professor Zou, a well-known semiconductor expert. It was published in a famous American magazine. It introduced some special opinions. I also hope that you can be more comfortable with the editor."
Chapter completed!