How did I become an old artist?

Chapter 131 Time to Lose Weight, Boss Cat!

Zhao Chen came to the meeting room of Guangxiangmen headquarters building.

The meeting room is huge, and there is also a front hall. You need to walk into the front hall first, and then enter the meeting room through a sliding door.

The area is conservatively estimated to be around 200 square meters, which is much larger than ordinary houses.

In the conference room, Liu Weihua and his lawyer Ma Jun were waiting for him.

Seeing Zhao Chen appear, both of them stood up to welcome them.

Zhao Chen shook hands with them and sat down.

"Master Zhao, I heard that you are a master of official kiln porcelain art in Zhejiang Province. I have admired you for a long time." Liu Weihua complimented.

"Boss Liu, let's get down to business. I have the fragrance recipe of the Royal Concubine Hexiang here. You should have seen the video I posted on Station B, which is the process of making the Royal Concubine Hexiang."

"So, I wonder what your offer is?"

Zhao Chen didn't talk nonsense and said directly.

Liu Weihua did not expect Zhao Chen to be so direct.

Generally speaking, when talking about tens of millions of big businesses, they have to test each other's tone, and then try to seek the greatest benefit for themselves.

But Zhao Chen obviously didn't follow the routine.

"Master Zhao, what is your psychological expectation?" Liu Weihua asked back.

"3000 million, plus 40% of the profit share of Concubine Hexiang," Zhao Chen said directly.

Hearing Zhao Chen's words, Liu Weihua slightly raised his eyebrows, but his expression was not obvious.

The price of 3000 million yuan is not much, and the ancient French Hexiang formula is definitely worth the price.

But the profit is divided into [-]%, which is more ruthless.

Guangxiangmen Enterprises has many big customers, and they also have the means to purchase top-level incense raw materials, which is their capital.

If a spice is sold well, the annual income can even reach hundreds of millions.

"Master Zhao, 3000 million is not a problem, and I can even increase the price to 5000 million."

"But 40% is a bit too much."

"We are a family business and we are not listed. We will not allow such a large capital outflow."

Liu Weihua directly refused.

Hearing this, Zhao Chen replied: "The share must not be reduced, otherwise the Xiangfang cannot be sold. If Guangxiangmen disagrees, then I will find several other companies."

"If you can find me, other companies should also know that the formula of Guifei Hexiang in my hand is real, so someone will always pay a big price."

Hearing Zhao Chen's words, Liu Weihua's face changed slightly.

This sentence can be said to have completely grasped Liu Weihua's lifeline.

Zhao Chen is right, there are three Xiangdao companies in Guangdong University, not to mention the companies in Guangxi and Fujian.

If these companies were to know about the ancient imperial concubine Hexiang, then many companies would definitely contact Zhao Chen.

The competition for the top Hexiang is the fiercest.

With an ancient method of Hexiang Guanghexiang, Guangxiangmen Enterprise has taken root in the field of top Hexiang, so it has won the favor of many top customers.

Now the ancient method of noble concubine Hexiang is reappearing, and the competitiveness is directly full.Moreover, this news must not be hidden.

The women's market is again the largest market for top spices.

This spice is bound to attract a slew of top-tier clients.

At this time, Zhao Chen said again: "Boss Liu, I can even start my own company and make Guifei Hexiang by myself. It's just that the progress is slower and the materials are more difficult to buy."

"Customers can be found bit by bit. I don't make many spices, and I don't need such a big market in the early stage. If the name of this spice spreads, someone will definitely come to me to buy it."

"The quality is high, and the first batch of customers with a good reputation will introduce this fragrance to people in their circle. It is not a problem for me to accumulate some customers."

"I just don't like doing business, and the miscellaneous things that go into running a business. But that doesn't mean I can't."

"Now I only want [-]% of the profit. From my standpoint, do you think I want more?"

Zhao Chen's words, every word is pearls, every sentence is sonorous and powerful.

Liu Weihua is a smart person, just after thinking about it, he knew that what Zhao Chen said was true.

The ancient imperial concubine incense, Yang Yuhuan's special spice!

Their Patchouli Fragrance is only the top-level Hexiang among the people, and it can develop into a large enterprise today.

Needless to say the top-notch concubine Hexiang.

Liu Weihua didn't think about it any more, and said directly:
"Master Zhao, we are happy to cooperate, and we will do as you say."

Liu Weihua stretched out his hand.

"Pleasant to work with."

Zhao Chen and Liu Weihua shook hands.

That's it.

3000 million, plus 40% of profit sharing
Follow up to see the market reaction of this spice. If the upper class likes it very much, it is not a problem for a top spice to sell [-] million a year.

Of course, the upper class may not like it, and the spices cannot be sold.

For the next two days, Zhao Chen was busy signing a contract with Guangxiangmen Enterprise.

After all, it involves such a large profit distribution, so we must be more cautious.

Zhao Chen also found a law firm and hired a powerful lawyer.

The contract includes a lot of content, for example, Zhao Chen is not allowed to disclose the formula of the imperial concubine Hexiang to other individuals and companies, otherwise he will be compensated twice the previous income of Guangxiangmen.

But Zhao Chen can refine the imperial concubine Hexiang by himself, it doesn't matter.

There are still many details to communicate.

In this way, after the contract was signed, Zhao Chen received the reward from Guangxiangmen Enterprise.

In order to avoid tax reasonably, Zhao Chen registered and established his own company called Zhao Chen Studio.

Personal income tax can be collected up to 45%, that is, the income is 1000 million, and 450 million is handed over.

For enterprises, it is 25%, which can greatly reduce taxes and is reasonable and legal.

Basically all celebrities, big internet celebrities, and well-paid writers are like this.

In this way, the tax deduction will not be too much.

After negotiating business with Guangxiangmen, Zhao Chen's card has more than 2000 million credits, and there will be a continuous increase in income from now on.

This is much faster than he can earn by selling official kiln porcelain by hand.

Zhao Chen went back to his small mountain village.

It's just over 2000 million, Zhao Chen's heart is not disturbed.

According to his hobbies, some antique calligraphy and paintings cost more than 2000 million yuan.

After all, he was born in a palace, and the life of a palace in the Southern Song Dynasty was extremely luxurious.

Back then, the Qing Dynasty was so down and down, the princes who came out were all super rich, and they collected countless antique calligraphy and paintings, and they were still masters.

Zhao Chen's hobbies are gradually expanding, and the things he likes are very expensive, so he still needs to make some money.

In the mountain village, after Zhao Chen returned, he continued to live in the mountains and rivers.

He carved the Shoushan stone for a while, and then played with the little ones.

When he picked up the cat boss, he found a more serious problem.

This guy is fat.

Fat is obvious.

As a lazy orange cat, it is normal to get fat, but not so fat.

"Boss cat, why have you gained so much weight?"

"I thought it was because the hair was getting longer and puffy, but I didn't expect it to be solid and fat."

"Good guy, I have to find a way to lose weight for you."

Zhao Chen hugged it and said with emotion.

The orange cat raised its head and glanced at Zhao Chen, its upper eyelids drooped slightly, looking weak.

Its expression seems to say: tired, whatever.

Seeing its appearance, Zhao Chen knew that this matter was not easy to handle.

The other little ones are free and at ease. The two little foxes have grown up a bit and are still full of cuteness.

Jars still squatted aside to accompany him.

Zhao Chen played a game of throwing a baseball with it from time to time, and the puppy ran out to pick up the ball as soon as he threw the ball away.

The two big geese are rather stupid, wandering back and forth every day.

The next day, Zhao Chen bought a circular track for cats to run.

Cats can run on it, like a treadmill.

At this moment, the live broadcast has started.

Zhao Chen said to netizens:

"The next step is to implement the cat boss' weight loss plan."

"Although obese animals are cute, they are not very good for the animals themselves. We still need to lose weight."

"You have to cultivate its active character."

In the live broadcast, the orange cat was lying in the distance, looking at it indifferently.

But Jiuyue, a gray, white and black little gray cat, ran over and smelled the smell of the cat treadmill, looking very interested.

[The cat boss is getting fat! 】

[Good guy, what's wrong with being a cat that's a bit fatter, but still needs to exercise! 】

【Haha, I don't think Master can make this orange cat move. 】

[The orange cat digests very well, as long as you don't like to exercise, you will be [-]% fat! 】

Everyone responded in the barrage.

"Boss Cat, come here!" Zhao Chen yelled towards the wall.

The cat boss who was lying on the wall heard Zhao Chen's call, made a sighing movement, then got up, and ran towards Zhao Chen slowly with four legs.

"Meow?"

The cat boss ran to Zhao Chen's side and yelled.

"Go up and try it, it's fun!"

Zhao Chen held it with both hands, and carried it onto the treadmill.Zhao Chen deliberately put it a little higher, so that the treadmill will move when the cat falls under the force of gravity.

The cat boss started to fall, and because of the cat's natural alertness, it immediately started running, and it started to run decently on the treadmill.

Seeing the effect, Zhao Chen immediately laughed.

However, Zhao Chen was only happy for two seconds.

Then, I saw the treadmill getting slower and slower, and it didn't take long before it stopped directly.

The cat boss got off the treadmill and lay on his side on the ground, in a state of "the amount of exercise has exceeded the standard, I am going to die".

Seeing this scene, Zhao Chen froze in place.

(End of this chapter)