Genshin Impact, after inventing mobile phones, they looked at me with strange eyes

Today's Qun Yu Pavilion is also very peaceful~

……

When some people are happy, naturally some people will be unhappy.

Northland Bank.

Tartaglia was in a bad mood at the moment.

Ever since he lost face in front of all of Liyue because of the counterfeit mobile phone incident, he hasn't smiled much since.

Especially when he later learned that Tianquan Ningguang had actually spread the news in the business world, seeking partners and attracting countless businessmen, he felt even more depressed.

So after hiding behind the scenes for so long, he ended up being the chicken used by Ningguang to kill as a warning to the monkeys, and was even stepped on by her to make her business successful?

Is there anything more shameful than this?

But there is no way, this is Liyue after all. As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake, not to mention that the Fatui are far from being dragons, and Liyue is by no means an ordinary local snake.

Unless he wants to start a war between the two countries, no matter how depressed the young master is, he will not be bold enough to take action against Tianquan, one of the Seven Stars.

Since I can't afford to offend you, I can only hide.

Out of sight, out of mind, isn't that enough?

Unfortunately, Ningguang used her actions to tell him, you want to hide? It's really impossible.

Even though the young master had tried his best not to actively learn about mobile phones, there was nothing he could do. This thing was so popular right now. Not to mention that many partners had joined in, which increased the production of mobile phones several times, further igniting the enthusiasm of the people of Liyue.

The intelligence files about mobile phones that his subordinates sent him every day piled up into mountains.

As the eleventh executive officer of the Fatui, the young master knew very well that this could not go on any longer.

Out of a warrior's intuition, he always had a premonition that the popularization of mobile phones would definitely usher in a new era. Under this wave, all those who fell behind would be crushed by the wheel of the times.

As an executive officer stationed in Liyue, if he fails to help the Fatui embark on the train of reform, he will be the first to bear the brunt of the consequences when the new era arrives.

Since counterfeiting mobile phones is not feasible, the only way now is to humble ourselves and ask for cooperation.

With this thought in mind, Tartaglia returned to the house, prepared to bleed heavily.

……

"Oh?"

Looking at the orange-haired young man in front of him with great interest, Lord Tianquan said leisurely, "Isn't this the famous Master? You are so busy, why do you want to waste your time in my little Qun Yu Pavilion?"

"Master Ningguang is joking."

The young man scratched his head and smiled brightly.

He had known that coming here to seek cooperation today would not be that easy, but he had not expected that he would be ridiculed by this woman as soon as they met.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Chapter 39: Ningguang is very pleased to kill the fat sheep

Tartaglia said seriously, "My purpose for coming here today is actually very simple. I just hope that Lord Ningguang can do us a favor and allow Northland Bank to join the mobile phone market and get a share of the pie."

Although there had been some minor unpleasantness before, the young master firmly believed that there were no eternal friends in the world, only eternal interests.

Since the other party is willing to sign a cooperation agreement with other merchants, there is no reason for them to exclude Northland Bank alone.

Take a step back and say that.

Even if she really targeted Northland Bank alone, the young master was determined to make her give in, even if he had to use money to hit her.

"With your country's technological level, it's not difficult to imitate a mobile phone. Why bother to lower yourself and seek cooperation from me?"

Ningguang remained unmoved.

Even though the young master has a good attitude, when he smiles he looks more like a simple, harmless, sunny boy.

But what's the use?

Your smile isn't as pretty as Mr. Su's.

not to mention,

Lord Tianquan has not forgotten what the Fatui did before.

As the highest-ranking executive among them, it would be like coaxing a child if he said those people did not get his instructions.

You are disgusting when the wind is blowing, but you want to invest when the wind is blowing? How can such a good thing come from?

If she doesn't make the young master suffer a heavy loss today and teach the Fatui an unforgettable lesson, she will be unworthy of the output environment that Young Master Su has created for her.

"Lord Ningguang, you don't have to be so cold. I am willing to pay 200 million Mora and provide a large amount of materials, just for a place to join."

Tartaglia said calmly, "Perhaps we did have some unpleasant experiences before, but that was just a matter of stance. I personally admire Lady Ningguang's methods, and I came here with a sincere desire to cooperate."

"With the participation of Northland Bank, the production speed of mobile phones can now be doubled."

"As a qualified businessman, there is no need to go against Mora."

"Master Ningguang, what do you think?"

Ningguang stared at him for a long time.

He just smiled and said, "That's right... But, Sir, are you sure you can really afford this price?"

"Master Ningguang, why don't you tell me about it?"

The young master was full of confidence. Although he had spent a lot of Mora because of the large-scale purchase of various minerals some time ago, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. Even if we look at the entire Liyue Harbor, there are only a few forces that can compare with the Northern Bank in terms of financial strength.

"Want to cooperate? Easy."

The corners of Lord Tianquan's lips curved slightly, but there was no trace of smile in his wine-red eyes. "If you are willing to hand over one-third of the future sales of mobile phones, and pay an extra 10% for material processing fees, I can give you a place to join the partnership, which is not impossible."

Young Master: "?"

He had known for a long time that Ningguang would not give in so easily, but he did not expect that her appetite would be so big!

One third of the profit, what does this mean?

Rounding off means working in vain!

There is certainly room for profit, but you have to spend your own money, manpower and materials, take market risks, pay an extra 10% in material processing fees, and finally give up one-third of the profits?

Wouldn’t he be begging on his knees then?

"From your appearance, Sir, it seems that you cannot accept my conditions?"

Ningguang looked at him with a smile, still looking carefree.

"Lord Ningguang, as far as I know, the merchants who signed the contract with you that day only paid one tenth of the profit."

Tartaglia could hardly hold back the smile on his face, but he still had to hold back his anger and reason: "Now the profit has increased to one-third, isn't that a bit too much?"

Anyone who is treated as a fat sheep to be slaughtered, or even the one who slaughters you is too lazy to hide it, and has a message on his forehead saying “I’m going to slaughter you, hit me if you don’t accept it!”, will not be in a good mood.

"The lion opens its mouth?"

The silver-haired beauty sneered: "Since you think my offer is too high, you can choose to turn around and leave. The Qianyan Army will not stop you."

The implication is:

If you want to do it, do it. If you don’t want to do it, get out!

Young Master: "..."

He wants to leave!

But can he leave?

Taking a deep breath, Tartaglia smiled and said, "That's not what I meant. I just wanted to ask, Lord Ningguang, could you lower the price a little? One-third of the profit is a bit unreasonable."

This is how business works, you quote a sky-high price and I pay you back at a reasonable price.

The young master had a good idea. One third of the profit was too high, and he certainly couldn't accept it. I think Ningguang also understood this, so this price must not be what she wanted.

Be humble, be more sincere, give her enough face, let her calm down, and you may be able to bargain down the price to some extent.

Unfortunately, reality is beautiful, but ideals are bleak.

The young master was depressed to find that he didn't know what medicine this woman Ningguang had taken was wrong. Even though he tried his best to persuade her and almost humbled himself to the dust, she only took a small step back reluctantly.

From asking him to give up one-third of the profits, it turned into asking him to give up one-quarter of the profits.

It is still more than twice as high as that group of merchants.

Although I did save a lot of money, I was still very angry.

After all, his psychological price is to give up 15% of the profit.

Seeing that the other party was determined not to give in, the young master had never seen such a stubborn opponent and wanted to slam the door and leave several times.

Finally, he controlled himself with great willpower and said through gritted teeth: "...I understand. I agree to your request for a quarter of the profit."

"Your Excellency is truly generous."

Ningguang looked at him with a smile and clapped her hands. The secretary who had been prepared for a long time came forward and spread out a contract on the table.

"Please read it. If you think it's okay, just sign it."

"There's no need to look at it."

Finally the deal was done.

Tartaglia was too lazy to act humble, so he grabbed the contract, signed his name, and said coldly:

"I believe that the great Tianquan Ningguang would not tamper with the contract."

"Bai Wen, please show me up." Ningguang stood up, not even bothering to look at this childish outburst.

The loyal secretary stepped forward immediately and said, "Sir, please come in."

Dadalia: "..."

Not even a sip of water?

The orange-haired young man suppressed his anger, turned and left without saying a word.

He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would tear down the place.

"Lord Ningguang, do we need to send someone to keep an eye on him?"

The secretary standing by was worried.

As a little fangirl of Lady Ningguang, she has never had a good impression of the Fatui who maliciously slandered Lady Ningguang's reputation.

Seeing that the other party was furious again, he was afraid that he would become desperate and launch a sinister revenge when he returned.

"The Eleventh Executioner of the Fatui is not so easy to monitor."

Ningguang said calmly, "Besides, he is a smart man. Since he has already reached a cooperative relationship with me, he will not cause any more trouble because he can't afford to gamble."

Chapter 40: I have nothing but massage for Lady Ningguang

Since Mistress Ningguang said so, then there must be no problem.

Bai Wen nodded and left immediately.

Coincidentally.

As soon as she left, Su Che pushed the door open and walked in.

Ningguang, who had won a great victory, was already in a good mood, and now that she saw the person she wanted to see, her smile became even softer.

"Mr. Su, why do you have time to come to my little Qunyu Pavilion today? Don't you have to go accompany your sister Ganyu?"

It’s also a greeting.

But unlike her previous harsh treatment of Tartaglia, now she was just joking.

"I'll save the joke for later."

Thinking of the orange-haired young man he bumped into on the way here, Su Che asked with interest: "Did you come here just now?"

Ningguang was stunned: "Did you run into him just now?"

"Yeah, he had a sullen face. If you didn't know him, you would think he was going to pick a fight with someone." Su Che shrugged.

Ningguang found this a little funny: "If you were treated like a fat sheep and slaughtered, you would definitely not look very happy."