Hmm?
Zhou Wang never expected to encounter a scenario straight out of a novel in real life.
Seeing the seemingly calm smile of the sophisticated woman in front of him, Zhou Wang began to doubt whether he was overthinking the situation.
After they introduced themselves, the secretary served hot tea and then excused herself, leaving only the five of them in the room.
"Miss Wu, I’m not one to waste unnecessary time, so let’s get straight to the point."
Before Wu Nala could speak, Zhang Shihao cut to the chase with a faint smile, "Let me confirm, Brioni still wants to sponsor Wuyou Night, right?"
"Yes..."
Wu Nala didn’t even get to use her prepared opening speech, which gave her a sense of losing control. But before she could say more, Zhang Shihao interrupted again.
"So, are there any differences in the terms you’re offering this time, Miss Wu? Forgive my bluntness, but I’m only interested in what’s new. If it’s just a matter of providing a few suits again, I think none of the famous artists under Wuyou would be so poor they can’t afford a single gown."
Zhang Shihao’s tone seemed joking, yet the pressure he exerted only increased.
Zhou Wang, who was observing all the details, noticed Wu Nala slightly adjust her round, plump figure. Although her expression didn’t give much away, Zhou Wang knew she was indeed a bit unsettled.
Despite having some grudges with Brioni, Zhou Wang’s focus was not on that. He was here with a true learning attitude, as he really lacked similar experiences.
At this time, Wu Nala took a deep breath and seemed to have regained her composure. Her smile once again became calm and confident.
"Mr. Zhang, since you want to be straightforward, I will represent Brioni and directly show you our sincerity..."
"First, aside from the sponsored gowns, Brioni is willing to pay a sponsorship fee to achieve this collaboration with Wuyou Media, but it will have to be at a ’friendly rate’..."
"Secondly, during the live-streaming at the booth, we are willing to offer a hundred purchasing slots at a true loss price according to your company’s standards..."
"Thirdly, we have completely upgraded the proposed sponsored garments this time. All gowns are crafted by our senior designer Mr. Fabio and are genuine haute couture that cannot be found on the market..."
Before Zhang Shihao could respond to her statement, Lucas and Fabio beside him already had a change in expression.
Fabio said something in Italian in an unpleasant tone, while Lucas hurriedly whispered, "Nala, do you know what you’re saying? This exceeds the maximum authority granted by headquarters..."
"Mr. Lucas, I know, but I believe this is the best way to show sincerity. You don’t need to worry; I will personally explain it to headquarters and bear the consequences myself."
"You..."
As Lucas, with a grim face, and Wu Nala, with a calm face, argued quietly, Zhou Wang was deep in thought.
Is this also a type of business negotiation tactic?
It looked like they had an "internal conflict," but it obviously showed sincerity, and what’s more subtle is that it’s hard for the other side to demand more.
Being someone who has a good grasp of psychology, Zhou Wang saw through a lot at once.
And it didn’t matter whether Wu Nala and Lucas were acting or not. From Zhang Shihao’s demeanor, it seemed he was genuinely weighing the proposed terms.
"Mr. Zhang, these are the most favorable collaboration terms I can secure for your company. In fact, you can even ask Mr. Zheng about it; the terms I negotiated with him weren’t as good as this. But Mr. Zheng also believes this would be a win-win collaboration..."
Seeing Mr. Zhang remain silent, Wu Nala spoke earnestly, following up her words.
Zhang Shihao rotated his teacup noncommittally, and while Wu Nala and Lucas waited quietly for his response, Zhang Shihao suddenly turned to Zhou Wang and, with a smile, asked, "Mr. Zhou, what do you think?"
Zhou Wang wasn’t too surprised by Zhang Shihao asking for his opinion, considering he was invited here for this reason.
However, Zhou Wang needed to assess whether Zhang Shihao actually wanted this collaboration, or whether the benefits of a partnership between Wuyou Media and Brioni were enough for him to overlook past "personal grudges"...
After a moment, Zhou Wang had an answer. He smiled and said, "Tomorrow night is Wuyou Night, still... is it possible?"
Zhang Shihao didn’t respond, but contemplation emerged on his face.
In contrast, Wu Nala quickly replied with a smile, "Mr. Zhou, don’t worry. We’ve prepared everything in advance. Once the agreement is signed, we can be in place within 12 hours. What Wuyou Media needs to do is just..."
"Miss Wu, and the two gentlemen from abroad."
Just as Wu Nala was enthusiastically explaining, Zhang Shihao interrupted her with a smile, glanced at his watch, and said,
"I’m really sorry, but our Wuyou’s closed-door meeting is about to start. Would you like to have some afternoon tea at the shared cafeteria downstairs first? The flavors are quite good..."
Wu Nala was momentarily stunned but then hurriedly said, "But Mr. Zhang, about the collaboration..."
"Oh, about that, well, I’ll discuss it with the executives at the meeting, and we’ll give you a reply afterward. Meanwhile, why not relax in the cafeteria and take a break, alright?"
"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang..."
Wu Nala wanted to say more, but Zhang Shihao had already apologized and walked off.
Zhou Wang chuckled and followed Zhang Shihao out of the room.
Wu Nala couldn’t figure out where the problem lay and was trying to recall meticulously, when Lucas and Fabio, both looking curious, approached her.
"Nala, Mr. Zhang suggested we wait at the restaurant; at this moment, we should remain patient. As you Huaxia people say, haste makes waste..."
Lucas said with a smile.
"I’m indeed thirsty; let’s go have some tea."
Fabio nodded in agreement, speaking in clumsy Chinese.
Wu Nala almost rolled her eyes; they really didn’t understand the art of Huaxia’s language at all, parading their superficial understanding of Huaxia culture.
At this time, Wu Nala vaguely realized where the problem occurred; Zhang Shihao seemed slightly interested, yet it all changed after he consulted Zhou Wang...
Having figured it out, Wu Nala couldn’t care to explain more to the two and hurriedly rushed out the door.
Her high heels clicked rapidly against the floor, and in the end, she caught up with them before they could enter the office.
Interestingly, Zhang Shihao acted as if he didn’t see her and went straight in, leaving Wu Nala to quickly rush a few steps forward. She stumbled and ended up falling into Zhou Wang’s arms, effectively stopping him.
Embraced by warmth and softness, Zhou Wang initially felt nothing, but when Wu Nala stood up, she staggered for some reason and dealt Zhou Wang two fierce Wave Motion Fists...
It was the first time Zhou Wang realized that "plump but not greasy" could also describe a woman.
Once Wu Nala finally stood firmly, her face flushed, Zhou Wang gave her an amused look. Rather than dodging his gaze, she sincerely asked,
"Mr. Zhou, can I know why you’re not interested in collaborating with us at Brioni?"
"In light of you teaching me something... sure..."
"Huh?"
Wu Nala was utterly confused.
"My name is Zhou Wang."
Zhou Wang smiled, and after speaking, he walked straight through the glass door, leaving Wu Nala standing there utterly bewildered.