4950: C4950 Do You Understand What I Mean

C4950 Do You Understand What I Mean

Too much?

John Rockefeller gave Mitchell a strange look.

He felt that Mitchell had probably misunderstood what he meant.

However, it was fine if he thought about it. John Rockefeller did not intend to say it out loud.

Since Mitchell felt that he had taken too much, he would satisfy him and reduce the amount.

John Rockefeller thought for a moment and said, "That's true. Then I'll take nine. I'll take nine, and you will take one."

"What do you think?"

Mitchell:??

Wait, wait. This script isn't right!

Why is there only nine of you and one of me?

Shouldn't I be nine of you and one of you?

Mitchell was completely dumbfounded.

John Rockefeller's answer was completely different from what he had imagined.

"John, what do you mean? What do you mean by nine me and one? Shouldn't I be nine for one? "

Mitchell's expression became gloomy as he stared at John Rockefeller.

You will be nine, and I will be one?

How should he put it?

It was a typical example of thinking about eating fart!

John Rockefeller almost laughed out loud.

He had lived for more than half of his life, but he had never seen someone as whimsical as Mitchell.

Right now, the initiative was in his hands.

Mitchell actually wanted to "take the big head." Could there be something wrong with this person?

"Mitchell, do you think this is possible?"

"Right now, the initiative is in my hands. Do you think you have the right to take 90%?"

"Are you stupid, or am I stupid?"

John Rockefeller said with a sneer.

Mitchell was speechless."

Alright ~

He admitted that he had misunderstood.

For a time, he thought that John Rockefeller would generously give him the ninth floor for the sake of the Rothschild family.

In the end, he had never expected that John Rockefeller would only give him ten percent.2

Hehe...

Speaking of which, Mitchell also felt like he was an idiot.

To think that he would take 90% of the money. Thinking of this, Mitchell wished he could find a hole to hide in.

In the end, Mitchell could be considered a wily old fox in the business world.

After a little embarrassment, he quickly adjusted his mood.

"John Rockefeller, ten percent is too little. I can't accept it." Mitchell said.

Not accepting?

Heh...

John - Rockefeller smiled faintly and said, "Since you don't accept, then please..."

As he spoke, John and Rockefeller made a gesture for Mitchell to see him off.

Mitchell:???

Wait... ...

John, Rockefeller let him go.

This script isn't right!

Originally, Mitchell was certain that John, Rockefeller, would not be willing to part with the Rothschild family's sales network.

Therefore, he had already made up his mind to use this as a condition to negotiate with John Rockefeller.

However, who would have thought that John Rockefeller would completely not play by the rules.

He actually sent the guest away.

No, no, this was very wrong!

This was not in line with his preset script.

"Old John, what do you mean?"

Mitchell snapped.

What do you mean?

John and Rockefeller smiled faintly and said, "Mitchell, you need to figure out one thing. You need to work with the sales network as a bargaining chip. This is the opportunity I'm giving you."

"It doesn't matter whether you accept it or not. It doesn't have any effect on me."

"I don't need the sales network of Rothschild to sell hydrogen powered vehicles."

"You understand what I mean..."

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