In the factory office conference room, the negotiation parties have gradually set off their cars and horses, and the wide negotiating table is the artificial Chu River and Han Border.

"According to the data we obtained at the last meeting, the technology of many products under your company is outdated, and the design standards are not applicable to our country, so let's talk about the tunnel machine part."

"Haha, good technology does not distinguish between national boundaries," Carvalho said with a smile: "The tunnel machine Mr. Hua mentioned is actually designed based on European standards. In terms of standard conversion, perhaps our designers can play a greater role."

"So, how do we know that MFG already has all the technology of this kind of equipment?" Wang Xingguo, who was sitting next to him, asked at this time.

"I don't understand what this gentleman means. In fact, we have already shown your company the drawings and calculation books for all the models of the tunnel machine to your company." Carvalho replied hesitantly.

Wang Xingguo smiled and said with a smile: "The drawings provided by your company are assembly drawings, and the calculation books also have a large number of experience coefficients and unknown standards. These cannot prove that your company has all the technology of this product."

After hearing the translation, Peteed frowned and looked at Silva at the end of the negotiating table, and said a few words to Carvalho in a serious tone.

Carvalho turned his head and said, "Sorry, the more detailed drawings belong to our company's core secrets and cannot be displayed casually before signing the contract!"

Wang Xingguo stood up, supported the table with his arms, and said to Pitt Ed in a deep voice: "Mr. Pitt Ed, I can tell you responsibly that no Chinese company is willing to do this business with you if you are not sure that you have all the technology of tunnel machines!"

Liu Ming, who had long known the end of the negotiation, saw that the French negotiator Pitt Ed's expression relaxed, did not express any emotion on the various issues raised by the machinery factory at the meeting, and did not even give any reminders to the part-time translator Carvalho, and then he understood that the old boy always insisted on his own judgment and did not worry about selling the goods. If Liu Ming was not wrong, this Shengjing Factory was just the first negotiator for MFG's trip to China.

"How can he take out some real things?" Liu Ming squinted his eyes and thought about it. He couldn't help but look at the old man Silva sitting at the end of the table. Silva was recording something with his laptop. Liu Ming's heart moved and began to quickly analyze the feasibility of his method in his mind.

The conference room was in an awkward state of silence at this time. The machinery factory did not speak because the factory was concerned about all the issues. The French side was speechless. Through previous contacts, Pitt Ed learned that the other party was a large enterprise with great influence in the domestic industry. If they could not produce real things, they would offend more than one Chinese company.

"Gentlemen, I suggest taking a break first and taking a break." Yang Bin looked at his deeds.

Liu Ming took the time to slip out. He was not sure whether the guy hiding in the dark had been observing the movements in the conference room, so he pretended to be very dedicated to sending messages to the people on the phone, thinking that he had not seen the rabbit yet, don't rush to take action and wait for the opportunity.

When Liu Ming returned to the conference room, he found that only Zhou Zhengqiang was still staying in the conference room and was ready to deal with French representatives.

Liu Ming looked at the big clock in the conference room and asked in a low voice: "Are you wrong? It's 12 o'clock so soon? Why don't they go to have a meal?"

"The French are very polite, and they don't eat the canteen in the factory, so we only prepare biscuits, fruits and yogurt for foreign guests as working meals." Zhou Zhengqiang whispered.

"Then we have to give us some time to take turns to have dinner?" Liu Ming said, looking at Carvalho who was walking towards them.

"Hello sir, what do you need?" Zhou Zhengqiang stood up and said to Carvalho.

"Hello friend. I hope you can arrange someone to take me out for a walk." Cavalli smiled and looked at Liu Ming as he spoke.

Zhou Zhengqiang nodded quickly and agreed and arranged for Liu Ming to accompany him.

But Carvalho's mouth curled upwards and said softly to Liu Ming: "Tuesuntueur."

The big man Carvalho, who stood in front of him, seemed even more intimidating. Liu Ming was stunned and said, "What does it mean?" Zhou Zhengqiang turned his head and looked at Liu Ming, saying that he couldn't understand.

"Will you be with me?" Carvalho asked again.

Liu Ming cursed in his heart, "I haven't even eaten lunch yet, and I still have to accompany you to have a walk?" But isn't my little accompanying staff just going to do this job, and I have no choice but to lead the way."

The negotiations were temporarily interrupted, and both sides needed time to adjust. In the general manager's office, Wang Xingguo summarized the report to Boss Wei: "Peter still disagrees to present the detailed drawings. I will find an opportunity to have private contact with him at the evening reception."

Wei Xinghua nodded, leaving him with little time. News came from the city that this cunning French company contacted a private enterprise in the south for secret negotiations. The next stop after they left Shengjing was likely to go there, and the acquisition format became increasingly unfavorable.

"This Pitt is not the owner of the company. When necessary, you can promise him some benefits and give us some convenience." Wei Xinghua thought for a while and instructed Hua Mingxuan.

"I understand!" The two factory bosses in charge of negotiations nodded and responded.

Liu Ming and Carvalho, one tall and one short, were strolling on the gravel road at the entrance of the workshop.

"What's your name?" Carvalho asked.

"Liu Ming!" At this time, Liu Ming was thinking about how to implement the plan and said perfunctorily.

"Liu Ming? Good name, what are the people in front of you doing?" Carvalho stood high and looked far away.

"Oh? Maybe the branches are holding tug-of-war competitions." Liu Ming looked at it casually and replied. In various manufacturing branches, the tug-of-war competitions were too enthusiastic, so he had to hold an in-house selection competition one day in advance to decide on the roster. This is completely opposite to the design institute that relies on mobilization to do ideological work.

While talking, the two of them had already approached the center of the field.

It was also the first time that Liu Ming had seen a tug-of-war trial. The so-called selection was simple and rough, which was one-on-one. Both men were naked, one with a work clothes and pants rubbed by the oil, wearing rubber shoes, each holding a hemp rope at one end. After the whistle sounded, whoever pulled the other party across the line would advance.

In addition to the machine tool operation types that eat skilled food, the workers in the workshop also have many jobs that work hard all year round, such as handling, assembly, assembly, packaging, etc.

Liu Ming looked around and saw that the five or six groups on the field were playing the right one. They were all of them with almost equal length, width and height! He couldn't help but worry about the fifteen "petty" contestants in his yard. When he really waited on the field, he wouldn't be pulled like a kite and flew up like a kite, right?
Chapter completed!