Gavin usually stood up immediately to greet him, but today, he just sat down, glanced at Fu Yingcheng, and rubbed his forehead with his fingers.
Fu Yingcheng sat down opposite him with a normal expression and said in a calm tone: "If you have anything to say, say it to my face."
As if opening a vent, Gavin immediately complained: "I heard about what your father did last night. As a result, hundreds of people were delayed in treatment and died, most of them were children! "
"So?"
"This kind of disregard for drug quality and device safety is absolutely intolerable in our country!
" It's also intolerable in our country," Fu Yingcheng said coldly, "otherwise he wouldn't be in prison."
"Once this kind of appalling scandal spreads, you know it will damage Beplo's reputation. How much impact will it have?"
"After the news of Bepro's cooperation with Jiuzhou, the stock price jumped seven points overnight," Fu Yingcheng said, "Whether the impact is good or bad, you know better than me. "
These are two different things!"
Gavin stood up, his face red, dancing with excitement.
The translator he brought with him could not keep up with his speaking speed and stood awkwardly beside him.
Fu Yingcheng was like a majestic iceberg standing still in the storm. The angry accusations on the other side were like boiling water splashing on his face, but his aura did not waver at all.
Every response was like a knife, cutting straight and accurately into the other person's words.
The deep voice was not loud in volume, but its aura was faintly overpowering Gavin's.
Gao Zhu was frightened and sweating profusely, and he didn't know where to move his hands and feet.
Fu Yingcheng spoke very quickly, but Gao Zhu's English level was not as good as Wendy's. He was confused throughout the whole process and could only barely understand the last part.
"I am the one who came to discuss business with you today. I am the one who founded the Jiuzhou Group. I am the one who sits in front of you and makes the promise."
"Fu Zhiyuan is Fu Zhiyuan, and Fu Yingcheng is Fu Yingcheng."
" Even a three-year-old child understands this truth, and Mr. Gavin must be no exception. "
...
After venting his anger, Mr. Gavin was stunned for a long time before Fu Yingcheng's last words.
After a while, he raised his hand to indicate that the translator could leave and let him and Fu Yingcheng be alone for a while.
Because the other party's subordinates left the room, Wendy and Takasuke left with them wisely, leaving the room to the two of them.
Gaosuke walked out of the room, his legs weak.
He couldn't help but peeked his head furtively at the door: "I was scared to death. I thought my trip here was in vain."
"No way." Wendy stood up straight against the wall on her stilettos. .
Gao Zhu was surprised: "Why aren't you worried at all?"
"Because that's Mr. Fu." Wendy looked intently.
"——He has faced this level of questioning countless times before you took office."
About half an hour later, the door was reopened by Gavin with a smile on his face.
He called the secretaries and assistants of both parties to go in and proceed with the next step of finalizing and signing the contract details.
Compared with family inheritance and son inheriting father's business, Western culture still advocates individual heroism and strong personality charm to turn the tide.
Fu Yingcheng undoubtedly conquered Gavin. Gavin dropped the tea bowl at first, but in the end he went to get a set of private blue and white porcelain for Fu Yingcheng to use, and enthusiastically personally Press the elevator to send him downstairs.
But only those who are familiar with Fu Yingcheng can see it.
He didn't feel proud or happy about it.
There is only one kind of indescribable deep tiredness.
After the negotiation, Fu Ying got into the car.
In the afternoon, he will be interviewed by leading media in the American industry. After the interview, he will rush to attend this year's medical summit, and his schedule for the next few days will be equally packed.
In the car, Wendy spoke quickly and sorted out the questions that the media might ask next and the data that might be used in the interview. However, as soon as she started reporting, she was interrupted by Fu Yingcheng raising his hand.
"We'll talk about it later."
Wendy responded, shut up and sat back.
Fu Yingcheng leaned on the back seat, closed his eyes, took out his mobile phone, and found Ji Fanling's name in the address book.
His fingers hung on it and he paused for a few seconds.
Moved away again.
I mentally calculated the time difference between the two places and confirmed that it was still daytime in Beiwan.
His fingers returned to her name.
There is a growing desire in my heart, I want to press it, I want to hear her voice, even if it is just the sound of breathing.
There aren't even any exact words to say.
Just, simple.
I want to give her a call.
The last time Fu Yingcheng called her, the phone rang for a long time and was hung up. She only got a distant "Is something wrong?" on WeChat.
However, this time, Fu Yingcheng vaguely guessed that she would answer the phone.
Isn't it because I gave her a birthday gift? For the sake of the gift, she would answer his call, and maybe even take the time to talk to him for a long time, until she felt that it was enough to equalize the "worthless" gift.
The man's fingertips lingered on her name for a long time, but in the end he didn't press it.
Use money in exchange for time together.
It's almost like a deliberate use.
It's so embarrassing.
Fu Yingcheng locked his phone, leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and let out a deep breath.
Today's encounter involves some past events deep in my memory.
Just like Wendy said, this is not the first time that Fu Zhiyuan has brought doubts on his career, and it will definitely not be the last time.
As early as when Jiuzhou Group was first founded.