1647: C1647 Percentages of Two to Eight

C1647 Percentages of Two to Eight

"Twenty to eight, you eight, me two. Tsk tsk."1

Boss Xiong sighed and said, "To be able to think of such a ratio, it seems I have overestimated you."

"Boss Xiong, this ratio is just the beginning of our business. We can slowly discuss the specifics."

The agent joked, "Just like what you said, it's just a pot of tea for a thousand years. We can have a good chat."

"I approve of splitting 28%. I also think that your idea is correct."

Lighting a cigarette, Boss Xiong smiled and said, "But you guys have to switch roles. You two have to, I have to eight."

What? What?

The three brokers cried out and after looking at each other in disbelief, they quickly calmed down.

"Boss Xiong, the resources that we as brokers have are unimaginable."

The agent twitched his mouth: "In other words, if we don't have our resources, Boss Xiong, you wouldn't be on such a big scale."

What was a broker? To put it bluntly, he was the babysitter of a celebrity. He specially arranged for celebrities to eat and sleep in the clothing store. As long as they could earn money, they would have to go to the manager.

As time went on, it would naturally become an agent, and the star would become a tool. Because the celebrities who left their agents would realize that they weren't even fart.

This was also the reason why they were so confident. As a seasoned manager, they had too many celebrities under their control. Not to mention that the three of them shared the same resources. This was their advantage.

Yu Fei, who was sitting on the side, was constantly analyzing the pros and cons. What if it was him? What if it was the manager? What if it was the manager? What was the manager's advantage? What was the manager's advantage? What was the manager's advantage? What was the manager's? What was he supposed to do?

True, the three brokers were right. The resources were indeed very available in this area, but they had forgotten one thing. This place was the Zhonghang City and was Boss Xiong's territory.

Speaking of resources, who could be better than Boss Xiong?

"Haha, hahaha, your resources are truly ridiculous."

After laughing out loud, Boss Xiong's expression turned cold: "What resources do you guys have? Do you have a lot of resources? More resources than me? "

"Twenty to eighty percent, I can already give you two two portions. Don't you all not know what's good for you."

Boss Xiong snorted coldly and flicked the ash off his cigarette. "Without my help, it would have been impossible for you to do business. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

This, this...

The three brokers were dumbfounded. Although they thought that Boss Xiong's attitude was terrible, they never expected it to be this bad.

The twenty-eight ratio was merely the starting point for business. According to their own thinking, even the weakest could be said to be five to five percent. However, they were stuck at the twenty-eight ratio. This completely disrupted their plans.

"Boss Xiong, don't you think your ratio is too overbearing?"

The manager knocked on the table, "The three of us came here with sincerity, I hope you are sincere too and …"

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt something black flash past his eyes. Immediately after, the broker's eyes suddenly opened wide as a miserable shriek was heard.

Ah … My Hand...

"This is my sincerity, do you understand?"

He stuck a fork into the broker's hand, Boss Xiong snorted coldly, "If you don't understand, then I can make you three understand."

Boss Xiong's sudden attack not only shocked the three brokers, but also Yu Fei, who was watching on the side. Only when he was shocked did Yu Fei feel that it fit Boss Xiong's identity.

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