Chapter 442 You are just standing and talking without back pain
Two minutes later, Li Siwen and Zheng Jiayu sat in their original position again. Cui Zhen took an electronic dialing landline and placed it on the coffee table, then pressed the hands-free button.
"The phone has been answered, you can say what you have to ask for," Cui Zhen said.
Li Siwen glanced at Xiao Wu who was still standing next to him, and then looked at Cui Zhen and said, "Mr. Cui, can she avoid it?"
"Yes, Xiao Wu, go out first."
Xiao Wu nodded and left, his expression obviously felt a little unhappy.
Li Siwen ignored these things. When the other party left, he politely said to the phone: "Hello, Mr. Zhou, I am Li Siwen, I am honored to talk to you."
"Well, I know you are very good at a young age, and I watched the program of the Food Expo yesterday. If you can win three gold awards in a row, it can be considered as a way to give domestic food."
Zhou Mingcheng's thick voice came, which seemed to be praised, but his serious tone showed that he was just being polite.
Li Siwen understood that such people were very decisive in their work, so wasting time around the bush can only cause dissatisfaction.
Thinking of this, he said directly: "I'm not polite to you. The main purpose of my finding you this time is to negotiate the matter of raccoon noodles."
"I heard from Xiao Cui and I have told me that you want to give full rights to the production and operation of the noodles to our Hualiang?"
"Yes."
"Although the food industry does not have much patent protection, it is not easy to develop a new product. It will take some time for other manufacturers to imitate it. So I am very curious, why do you want to hand over the little raccoon to our Hualiang?
There is no free lunch in the world, and we didn’t even sell it, but we found us. Do we want to get more fees or have other requirements?
You should just explain these words clearly, the phone bill is quite expensive."
I have to say that Zhou Mingcheng is indeed an extremely rare big shot. Even though he was not present at the scene, the voices on the phone were majestic, and even Li Siwen felt the pressure.
"Does Mr. Zhou know my identity?"
Li Siwen took a deep breath and asked.
"I understand one or two, but the topic of being a Sanyo executive has been very popular recently. I know that company is very famous in Japan. What? Do you want to cooperate with me on behalf of Sanyo Food?"
Zhou Mingcheng asked.
"President Zhou, it's a bit embarrassing to speak. I'm not actually an executive of Sanyo Food."
"What?"
"What?"
Zhou Mingcheng and Cui Zhen were almost shocked at the same time, and Cui Zhen asked quickly: "Mr. Li, aren't you kidding?"
"It's really impossible to joke about this kind of thing."
Li Siwen said seriously.
"Hmph, that is to say, you are pretending to be a Sanyo executive?" Cui Zhen shook his head speechlessly and said, "Li Siwen, Li Siwen, do you know what this is? Have you read those newspapers? You are making the entire leadership of Pengcheng all over!"
"Okay, Xiao Cui, calm down." Zhou Mingcheng's voice came from the phone and continued: "Mr. Li, I understand. You pretended to be a Sanyo executive and got some resources from the Food Expo, and also created three gold medals for your products. Now things are about to be exposed, so you found our Hualiang and want to use our Hualiang prestige to help you suppress this matter. Am I right?"
"I don't want Hualiang to suppress this matter, but I hope Hualiang can settle this matter. I know that you Hualiang has been cooperating with the Japanese Noodle Industry Federation since the 1960s, and now the orders are getting bigger and bigger. The Japanese Noodle Industry Federation happens to be a department that supervises Sanyo Food and other pasta industries. If the leaders of the Federation come forward, they can definitely settle Sanyo."