"Hehe, calm down."
Seeing Qin Feng like this, Ying Zheng waved his hand and said with a smile,
"How about this…you cooperate with me.”
"Although I'm not a noble, I have some status in Xianyang City. I might be able to protect you for a while.”
"When the business becomes big, it will depend on your own skills and abilities.”
No matter what happened, it was the most fragile when it was born, and it was easy to die prematurely.
However, as long as he could get through this budding period and have a foundation, he might have the ability to resist the storm in the future.
What Ying Zheng had promised was the protection of this budding stage!
Of course, in his heart, this was nothing more than a game. A small shop doing business actually had the King of Qin as its backer?!
When the truth was revealed, this young man's expression would definitely be very interesting!
"Really?"
Qin Feng suddenly looked at Ying Zheng with a trace of excitement, but also a trace of hesitation.
"Uncle…can you really protect me?”
"Even if you could…why would you help me?!”
Regarding the first question, he actually did not have too many concerns. The other party was able to parade in the middle of the night and had an extraordinary aura. He must have some confidence when he said this!
However, the two of them had only met by chance. There was no reason for the other party to help him out on their first meeting, right?
Of course, what Qin Feng did not know was that the help that he thought he could provide was just a thought for Ying Zheng.
He was the King of Qin, the First Emperor of Qin who was feared by the six countries like a fierce tiger, and the people of the world did not dare to look up at him!
"Oh…"
Ying Zheng pointed at the table in front of him and said with a faint smile,
"I'll take it that I'm indebted to you for this meal! I haven't had such a good meal since my stomach was upset!”
"Kid, I also like you, so I'm helping you.”
"Besides, I'm not helping you for free. No matter how big your brown sugar workshop is, you have to share the profits with me every year!”
"How is it?"
Qin Feng looked at the smiling middle-aged man in front of him. He rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought.
A moment later.
"Good! Then let's cooperate!"
Qin Feng decisively said.
The brown sugar shop had just started, so it indeed needed a backer to protect it.
If the other party did not have the strength to be his backer, then he would definitely not be able to expand. He would even be threatened by others. Naturally, there would be no profit to talk about.
However, if the uncle had the strength to be his backer, then he would be able to use his backer to grow rapidly. It was only right for him to share the profits!
No matter what, the initiative was still in his hands, and the profits were in his hands. He would not be cheated!
"I'll provide the raw materials, workshops, and finished products. I'll be in charge of all the technology and marketing. Uncle, you'll be in charge of protecting the industry. Don't let the sinister people trip us up! We can't let our business be taken away!”
Qin Feng says in a clear voice.
"In that case, we'll split the net profit after deducting all costs! I'll take 70%, you take 30%! Is it reasonable?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a little uneasy and carefully glanced at the uncle in front of him.
Generally speaking, people who were backed up were more shady. Many of them would directly take 50% of the profits, or even more!
Hearing this, Ying Zheng didn't express any emotion, and his face was expressionless.
"…Actually, 60 - 40 isn't impossible…"
"... 50 - 50, 50 - 50 is enough! If it goes any lower, I'll have to work so hard to earn this little. There won't be any profit!”
“……”
Qin Feng saw that the uncle did not speak and thought that the other party was not satisfied. He repeatedly increased the bid with a bitter expression on his face.
In a feudal society, one couldn't cut off one's flesh!
However, at this moment, the corners of Ying Zheng's mouth were slightly raised.
"Young people are still young people. They can't hold their temper…"
He smiled faintly and said,
"This is not how you negotiate. For a child like you, if I were a little more serious, I could let you only take 30% of the profits and I could enjoy 70% alone! I can even turn the tables and make you my subordinate. You won't even get 10% of the profits!”
"When negotiating, you must have enough confidence. When you act as if you want to rely on me, even if I don't say anything, you will already be led by the nose by me.”
As the leader of the negotiation world, the King of Qin Ying Zheng, who had made the six states cede cities and territories every year, he was teaching Qin Feng a lesson.
"Understood, understood…" Qin Feng nodded obediently.
Understand your head!
I wanted to rely on you! Otherwise, how could I bear to pay so much profit?!
However, Ying Zheng's next words made all the resentment in Qin Feng's heart disappear, and even made him feel a little surprised.
"You did everything in the brown sugar industry yourself. As a real man, I don't want to take more of your small profits.”
Ying Zheng said calmly,
"There's no need for 30%. How much you give depends on your heart.”
"When the time comes, if you feel that I've contributed a lot, then give me more. If you feel that I didn't put in any effort, you can just not give it to me.”
What a joke. As the king of Qin, even if there might be huge profits in the brown sugar industry, would he care about that bit of money?
Just the money he earned from the war every year was an astronomical figure, but didn't he spend it without blinking?
In the future, he would conquer the six countries and unify the world. Then, the world would be his!
To put it bluntly, Ying Zheng did not care about money. What he cared about was attitude, and whether this young man in front of him was worth making friends with.
In the face of benefits, brothers would turn against each other. How much did the word money expose the ugliness of human nature?
He was very curious. How would the young man in front of him deal with him, the " Protector ", when he faced the huge benefits in his hands in the future?
"This…is good! I'm starting to believe that you're a powerful person now!”
Qin Feng's heart trembled as he solemnly said.
"Since uncle isn't someone who values benefits, I, Qin Feng, naturally can't be too stingy!”
"Please wait for a moment. I'll get the bamboo coupons now. Let's sign a contract. This shop will be opened by the two of us!”
"I'll pay you 30% of the net profit every month! If I need to divert funds to expand my business in the future, I will discuss it with you!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he entered the house and looked for the blank bamboo tube.
Only Ying Zheng was left sitting in the same spot, his lips trembling slightly.
"Fu…Qin Feng?"
"Is there such a coincidence in this world?”
Ying Zheng, who could remain calm even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, was actually shaken at this moment!
Because this name reminded him of a past, a painful past buried in the deepest part of his heart!
……
Whoosh.
Qin Feng opened the bamboo tube and held the brush.
"Uncle, I've already written the deed. Take a look at it again. If there's no objection, it'll be considered effective after you sign it.”
Ying Zheng lowered his head slightly and looked at the bamboo tube.
His mind wasn't on the content at all, but on the last two words 'Qin Feng'. He was silent for a long time.
"Uncle, is there a problem?”Qin Feng could not help but ask.
"No…no problem, no problem at all.”
Ying Zheng broke free from his thoughts, picked up the brush, and after a moment of silence, he wrote down three words.
Then, he suddenly stood up and said,"
"It's getting late. I'll go back and rest first.”
"When I have free time, I will come and find you.”
Ying Zheng had something on his mind, and the flame of an old matter had been rekindled!
He wasn't a hesitant person. If he thought of it, he would do it!
"Okay, good night, Uncle."
Looking at Ying Zheng's figure leaving in a hurry, Qin Feng bowed to him as a junior.
Then, he looked at the deed.
The ink on the signature was still wet.
"Yin Zhengwen." Qin Feng nodded and said," What a cultured name. It doesn't match Uncle…Is there a noble family with the surname Yin in Xianyang?”
He didn't know much about the noble families in the State of Qin. He only knew about the three noble families, Meng Xi and Bai. He didn't know anything else.
However, perhaps it was because of the influence of Uncle Yin's temperament, Qin Feng inexplicably had some confidence in him!
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