Chapter 893: Ugly duckling is still small, we want to... (first more for a monthly ticket!)

At the end of the dinner, everyone went out.
Hill got on the carriage, a pale gold night pearl filled the soft light with the soft light. She looked at the middle-aged man sitting across the folder and said: "Upgrade the price of the Blyma team by 30%."
The man looked at Hill: "Miss, the negotiations between Blythe and Celtic are nearing the end, and now suddenly raising the offer so much, I am afraid that it is unacceptable."
"As long as the contract is not signed, any change is a normal business practice. If he can't accept it, it's their business." Hill's mouth was slightly upturned. "And he will accept the offer."
The man was hesitant: "But... Miss, the Blema team has brought a rich return to the money house over the years. It is a good asset. You suddenly sell it. There are some doubts in the consortium. Are you sure you will not consider it?"
"The old guys who don't even have the right to vote, let them question and ask them to go. Do you want me to explain them to them." Hill smiled and picked up the corner of the car to see the streetscape that was constantly going backwards. Micro-warping: "The seemingly vibrant prospects, who knows that it is about to become a sunset industry, now if you don't let go, you can't take it any more later."
The man opened his mouth and looked at Hill's side face and swallowed the problem in his heart. He nodded and said, "Yes." Then open the folder and write two lines of words.
As Hill said, Hill, who has 100% of the voting rights of the Buffett consortium, does not need to explain anything to anyone, and there is no interference, including old Buffett.
Everyone can't understand why Ian will hand over such huge rights to Hill without any restrictions, but Buffett's giant ship still maintains a rapid growth momentum during the three years that Hill actually controls, all The doubts have disappeared.
Advanced layout thinking, powerful execution ability, and precise grasp of the tuyere, no one can make a difference.
"I don't charge 50 million deposits, but I have to collect you more than 50 million, and then dig a pit to bury you more thoroughly." Hill's mouth showed a sneer, reaching out and taking a book from the side of the shelf. The financial report looked up, and the fast-moving carriage did not shake.
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"Damn sluts, one day, I will pack you up together, waiting for me to completely control the logistics system of the chaotic city, see if you dare to talk to me like this now!" In a magnificent room Bart smashed the cabinets filled with beautiful collections.
Porcelain and jade wares fell to the ground and broke into slag.
The servants stood in the corner and shivered, afraid to speak.
Bart dropped a few more things, and his anger was a little bit more.
"Old... lord! Not good!" At this moment, a figure dressed as a man in the account rushed into the door, watching the things that fell on the ground change slightly, but still stepped forward.
"What happened?" Bart frowned, and there was a little premonition in his heart, raising his hand to signal the servants to go down.
Mr. Accountr was a little anxious: "Just now, Blair has suddenly raised 30% of the offer, and the tone is very tough. It only gives us a day to consider the time, and we have to trade all the cash, there is no room for negotiation."
"What!" Bart's face was also changed. Two thick eyebrows stood up and angered: "Isn't it already settled? How suddenly changed?"
The man stunned and shook his head. "This... I don't know. The acquisition group is completely messed up now. I don't know what to do. Master, do you want to continue this acquisition?"
Bart’s gloomy silence for a while, and finally a bite:
Sign!

The man hesitated: "But... Master, we are in a tight state of cash now. During this period of time, we are expanding our acquisitions. The 150 million copper coins have been somewhat reluctant. If we add another 50 million, I am afraid I can only go to Buffett. The bank is lending."
The blue ribs on Bart's forehead jumped, and he also knew the problem of cash flow. During this time, Celtic's expansion was too fast, and it looked fierce, but the cash flow in his hand was already very tight. In addition to wanting to take advantage of the cheap, Lisi actually had the formal contact with Buffett Qianzhuang. However, she did not expect to have contact with him, and she was directly cut off from all cooperation opportunities.
"I have to solve the problem of money. Bly must eat it. This is the most important part of Celtic's expansion. After eating Bart, Celtic has no opponent in the city of chaos. You let them finalize the contract as soon as possible. I will take the remaining 50 million before tomorrow night." Butter.
"Yes, I will go." The man left in a hurry.
"Big bastard!" Bart kicked the big vase around him and walked out of the door.
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"Can Xiaomi go to Jessica for a day tomorrow? Father wants to go out for a day, because the road is far away, and it may be dangerous, so there is no way to bring Xiaomi." McGonagall stood by the bed and looked at the small lying Amy on the bed said with a smile.
"Well~" Amy shook her head and sat up at once. She looked at Meg and looked seriously: "Father, if you are in danger, you must bring Xiaomi! Xiaomi Gang and Yulian have learned. A super magic, as long as you bring me, I can protect my father."
"And, there is only one day off in a week, and people want to stay with their father." Amy whispered her mouth, staring at the big blue eyes and looking at Maggie.
McGonagall felt that his heart had to be changed. The words he had wanted before, watching Ami's pitiful appearance, could not be said in half a sentence.
"Well, then take you with you. When you come back, my father will give you roast duck." McGon thought about it, decided to change the plan, and smiled and touched Amy's head.
Amy turned her head and glanced at the ugly duckling, who was holding her leg and was sleeping. Some hesitated and said: "That... Father, ugly duckling, it's still small, we... don't start later."
"Well, let's find other ducks." McGonagall looked at the ugly duckling with a pitiful look and smiled and nodded.
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Late autumn night, cold and lonely.
A figure disappeared quietly from the second floor of the restaurant, disappeared into the square, all the way to the west, turned over the wall, and headed for the distant mountain.
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