The news that the German Minister of Commerce went to Song Ziming at night had already spread to the representatives of other countries.
If it weren't for the fact that it was getting late,
The representatives of those countries would probably go to find Song Ziming at night.
However, it was early the next morning.
Song Ziming hugged Chen Ying 'er until he woke up naturally.
She heard the servant knocking on the door.
"Young Master, there's a large group of foreigners outside. They said they're here to talk business with you. What do you think we should do?”
The servant's voice was heard.
The place where Song Ziming lived was protected by a platoon of soldiers.
Therefore, those foreigners were all stopped outside.
There were more than a dozen cars parked there, all of them here to discuss business.
The only ones who didn't have the Japanese were the people who were here.
Because airplanes were strategic high-tech weapons.
The Japanese produced it themselves, and it was not enough for them to use, so it was impossible for them to sell it to Song Ziming.
Just the United States of America alone had sent three representatives.
As expected of the world's most powerful industrial country!
The Soviet Union, France, England, and even Italy had taken photos of several representatives. He came over to discuss business with Song Ziming.
The German Minister of Commerce, who had come yesterday, was also here today.
It seemed like he didn't want to expose the fact that he had already reached an agreement with Song Ziming yesterday. The main purpose of his trip today was to sign the contract and collect the deposit.
Song Ziming, who was sleeping soundly in the villa, got up and walked to the window to take a look. He realized that there were more than ten cars parked outside.
"Ah!"
Song Ziming stretched lazily and yawned.
Chen Ying 'er, who was also wearing pajamas, walked over from behind. She hugged Song Ziming and pressed her face against his back.
"Why are you still here? Aren't you going down to see them?”
Chen Ying 'er was a little puzzled as to why Song Ziming was still not going down to discuss business with them.
Song Ziming turned around and hugged Chen Ying 'er in his arms. As she cried out in surprise, he carried her back…
The morning exercise began just like that.
After the rain subsided, Song Ziming took a shower and then went downstairs to eat. He continued to ignore the people who wanted to sell airplanes.
He waited until it was almost 11 pm.
Only then did Song Ziming get someone to inform them to let those people in.
The representative of the English company was very angry.
The moment he entered the villa and saw Song Ziming, he scolded him loudly,"
"General, you made us wait outside for more than four hours! Aren't you being too negligent!"
Because it was September, the weather was very hot during the day.
These people were already drenched in sweat from the heat outside.
Under such hot weather, the representative of the English company vented all the anger in his heart in one breath.
He heard the representative of the English company say rudely,
"I didn't ask you to come." Song Ziming retorted. You came willingly! If you don't want to sell the plane, then go out now.”
When Song Ziming said this, the representative of the English company immediately panicked.
In the face of money, the representative of the English company immediately chose to lower his head and admit his mistake.
"I'm sorry, Your Excellency General. My subordinate was too anxious. This is indeed gentlemanly at times, so I apologize to you.”
Another representative of the English company immediately apologized.
Seeing this, Song Ziming just smiled and didn't say anything. He gestured for everyone to sit down.
At this moment, the representative of the English company finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Song Ziming was not angry because of this.
The representative of the English company glared at the guy who had been angry earlier, as if he was ready to settle the score.
It had to be said that the weather in Nanjing was really too hot.
This place was even hotter than Shanghai. As expected of one of the four great furnaces of the Yangtze River.
Even though there was a fan blowing non-stop, Song Ziming still felt unhappy.
If there was an air-conditioner, it would be much more comfortable.
The next time the black technology chat room was opened, he could ask the people in the chat room to help get an air conditioner.
Perhaps he could even start an air-conditioning business in the future.
"To make a long story short, we only have three months for two hundred planes. At most, I'll accept two companies to split the order of these 200 airplanes equally!”
After saying this, Song Zimin knocked on the table and continued to talk about the main point.
"Most importantly, when we purchase aircraft in the future, we will also prioritize these two companies!”
There were a total of nine aircraft supplier representatives present.
Choosing two out of nine was a little difficult.
However, almost everyone present understood that the German company had already received the order, and the representative of the British company could be excluded.
Who asked this Englishman to get angry at Song Ziming for no reason?
They were courting death, so they could not blame others.
The actual situation was to choose two out of seven and rely on competition to promote the aircraft.
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