"Mr. Yang Rui, time passes quickly, what have you decided?" Franky asked again.

"I'm still thinking, please wait a moment." Yang Rui was still delaying the policy.

Frankie smiled and said, "But the conditions we gave are only one hour... Well, there are only eighteen minutes left now, and they only take effect within these 18 minutes. After the time exceeds the time, the previous conditions will be invalid."

"I know."

"Arnold probably won't give better conditions." Franky began to repeat the previous words.

"I know." Yang Rui said, thinking in his heart why.

His current relationship with Frank is a bit like a creeper and a wall. As an ivy, Yang Rui relies on the wall on the one hand, but on the other hand, he always wants to get out of the wall; as a wall, Frank, on the one hand, he needs ivy to decorate his mottled appearance, and on the other hand, he does not want ivy to be the main guest, conceal its existence, and does not want ivy to be worth more than itself, so that the wall becomes a fence.

So, at this moment, Yang Rui couldn't tell whether Frankie was reminding himself or urging him.

Similarly, China Tunfrank also faces similar problems. He needs to implement the headquarters plan, especially in front of two colleagues from the headquarters. However, for the sake of his long-term value, he does not want to ruin his relationship with Yang Rui.

This is somewhat considered a "promoting the enemy's self-respect", so Frank was a little guilty after all, and he did not dare to give Yang Rui too much benefit.

Today's situation is really special, and there are two supervisors from the headquarters. Franky is worried that Yang Rui will expose him too much, and he is also afraid that Yang Rui will suffer too much and blame him. It is really difficult to do.

Hang up the phone without any pain and itch. Franky was still savoring the conversation just now, guessing whether Yang Rui had any special intentions. Arnold had already walked to him.

"You are not speaking strong enough. You are very familiar with Yang Rui. You should use this trust to finalize the contract quickly..." Arnold's words were quite blameful and lacked the gentlemanly demeanor of the British, which attracted two Chinese translators to see strangely, but they didn't understand why.

Frankie said with a little dissatisfaction: "For Yang Rui, this is also a major decision. How could I make such a major decision for him? Besides, there are only a dozen minutes left now. I have reminded him and wait for a moment."

"The reason I decided to make an hour was to urge him to sign a contract quickly, rather than thinking about it." Arnold said in a low voice: "The news about the National Television Network in the United States may not be able to spread to China in two years, but if it can spread to London in two hours, it may spread to Hong Kong in four hours. We must be careful."

Armstrong said: "The Japanese are promoting new industrial upgrading. The headquarters' response strategy is to expand production capacity. This is not a secret. Therefore, the scale of the Coenzyme Q10 industry will expand to more than 100 million US dollars. If Yang Rui insists on dividends, we will be very passive."

Franke calmed down at this time and said, "It's not my fault that Yang Rui insisted on dividends. In fact, I don't think the headquarters should send people at all. Maybe I can buy the patents in Huarui Company at a lower price... Yang Rui is a smart person. You came from London with great fanfare, but it just proved the value of the patents in Huarui. Your actions are the reasons that make us passive."

Armstrong and Arnold's eyes glared at the same time. If they knew Chinese, they should be scolding "turning black and white" and "Zhu Bajie turned around".

But they didn't understand Chinese, so they cursed in their hearts and argued:

"We are trying to complete the signing of such an important patent license as soon as possible, and the headquarters hopes that everything will be foolproof."

"We are not bringing the lawyers here, we are already avoiding the problem."

Frankie said: "It's possible to spend more money if you're foolproof, it has nothing to do with me."

"It's not time to hold accountable." Armstrong said: "I hope Yang Rui can come back on time."

Franke sat down without saying a word, put his hands on his fat belly, and closed his eyes to rest.

The old-fashioned clocks in the conference room make the sound of "Gada" and "Gada", as if they are constantly reminding that time is moving very quickly.

Time does go fast.

Frankie had just breathed evenly, and the clock was less than three minutes away from the agreed warehouse for an hour.

Arnold began to look at his watch frequently, as if the clock opposite him would not be able to walk correctly.

At the last moment, Arnold finally couldn't hold back his gentleman's appearance and said, "It's still one minute."

No one speaks.

The old-fashioned wall clock still ticked, like a leaking roof, constantly using sound to show its existence.

"30 seconds." Armstrong is not a talkative person. He is like a common man in London's Financial Street. He often keeps his mouth tight and likes to signal with his eyes.

However, in the face of the fate of failure in mission, Armstrong couldn't help but become anxious.

"It's the last ten seconds." Arnold looked at the door and put down his arms, which kept raising their arms, then he put them down.

He slowly counted silently.

ten!

Nine!

eight!

"Time can't be wrong." Franky broke the solemn atmosphere and asked, and his lungs were so angry that he burst into tears.

Armstrong took out the small notebook rigorously, glanced at it, and shook his head slightly.

"Three...two...one...one...time is up." Arnold finished countdown and said with no expression on his face: "It seems that our protagonist has made a decision."

"Is it possible to get the news within an hour?" Armstrong asked, but his eyes were slanted to Frankie.

French snorted and said, "Since you know the news, haven't I been with you?"

"You went to the toilet a few times alone." Armstrong said seriously: "Now think about it, you have used the toilet a little too many times, six times a day. Is it necessary?"

"You try eating the Nine-Turn Large Intestine every day." Frankie said angrily: "If you are willing, welcome to visit me in the future."

Armstrong was not intimidated by Frankie and asked, "What is the Nine-Turn Large Intestine?"

"The large intestine used to stew pigs." Franky replied maliciously.

"Um..." Armstrong thought about Frank's answer carefully with his usual seriousness, and then he saw his eyes straightening and one hand slowly and firmly lifted up.

This time, he did not hold his mouth hard to look at the watch, but walked to the corner of the wall.

Arnold looked at the two people with a disgusting face from the super long standby queen and said, "Should we consider how to deal with the aftermath?"

"What is your Plan B?" Franky asked curiously.

Armstrong didn't want to talk in the corner.

Arnold said: "There is no Plan B."

Frankie said in surprise: "How could it not be?"

"If the negotiation is successful, we will go back. If the negotiation fails, we will go back too. US$12 million plus 2% dividends. If you can't negotiate such conditions, we are all losers." Arnold initially promised 10 million pounds and 1% dividends, but in the one-hour note, he wrote 12 million US dollars and 2% dividends. Such figures are enough to make Hong Kong Huarui bend his knees.

Unfortunately, an hour passed and there was no Yang Rui in the conference room. Arnold tried his best to hide his frustration.

The situation was completely beyond his expectations.

squeak!

Three people licked each other's wounds, one of them vomited stomach acid, but there was a high notes of the car brake outside.

Arnold stood up suddenly.

"Yang Rui is here." Frankie stood up with his big belly in his arms.

Needless to say, everyone can see Yang Rui through the window.

However, what surprised the British was that Yang Rui did not know everything calmly, but hurriedly ran over.

Arnold unconsciously felt hope.

"Yang Rui must have not received the news yet." Arnold quickly notified the others of his judgment and said, "All of them returned to the state they were a few minutes ago. Damn it, clean the ground."

After a moment, Yang Rui knocked in, looked like he was sweating, and smiled and said, "I'm sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road."

Arnold, who had prepared several sets of speeches, was stunned and asked, "Traffic jam? Where is it?"

"There is a group of sheep at the foot of the mountain to go over. She was shocked by the passing horse pulling a cart and kicked a sheep to death. A few people almost knocked out their heads to pay for how much money." Yang Rui gave a casual reason and smiled in a flash: "I'm not late."

"Don't you know the time?" Arnold pretended to be unhappy.

Yang Rui shook his head, showed his wrist and said, "I went down to take the telegram. I was in a hurry and didn't bring any money. I bet my watch to someone."

"Yeah... the actual time is beyond." Arnold said: "It's a pity."

Yang Rui was shocked: "No, I can't sign the contract now, but I can't do it anymore? It's only two or three minutes late. I wanted to make a phone call at that time, but there was no public phone on the way. We have the conditions here. I hurried back from the town, so let's get along."

"Mr. Yang Rui..."

"If you say you want to change the conditions, let's talk slowly. If you are willing to sign the contract, we will sign the contract now." Yang Rui took out a pen from his pocket, looking like he could sign the contract at any time.

In fact, he was testing Arnold.

The news sent by Hong Kong Huarui is only a reference, and the subsequent reports cannot be explained.

After all, they only have about half an hour to collect information.

Yang Rui then took the means of deliberately procrastination to test the British's reaction.

The British, who claimed to be punctual, made a brief hesitation.

Yang Rui, holding a fountain pen, is indeed a bit too tempting.

So, should we ignore the fact that we were late for a few minutes and continue to sign the contract on the note? Or should we risk Yang Rui knowing the situation at any time and lower the conditions on the grounds of being late?

The choice seemed obvious. The British, who were punctual, also sold their moral integrity at this time and smiled: "Okay, since it's a traffic jam, I won't forget to be late these few minutes."

"It's great, wait for me to see the specific contract." Yang Rui put away his pen and started reading in a pretentious manner.

In a blink of an eye, Yang Rui made an opinion on the terms that could not be modified:

"It's not good to have such provisions on the follow-up research rights."

"Hong Kong Huarui cannot use this technology on its own. Such terms are too high..."

Yang Rui made unreasonable requests, which made the anxious Arnold tired of dealing with it.

Frankie smiled unconsciously and simply said nothing.

Armstrong was watching the two people talking, with a strange curve rolling up at the corners of his mouth: "Haha..."
Chapter completed!