720: C720 Think about It

C720 Think about It

"Mr. Zhang San, what can I do for you?" Tom asked.

Zhang San smiled and said, "Of course. I want to talk to the CEO of McKenji about our cooperation. Our flour will continue to be provided to you, but we need some conditions. I think Mr. Tom should be able to do it. "

"Mr. Zhang San, you should be mistaken. I am no longer the CEO of McKennel. I am just an ordinary employee. I might not even be an employee in the future. If you want to get anything from me, it will be very difficult. " Tom said calmly.

He had already rejected McKenji's invitation. To a certain extent, this could be considered a retreat.

He had created an unprecedented glory for McKenji, and could even be compared to the creator of McKenji.

And he had retreated at that moment when no one could do anything about it. No one could say that he was wrong, and even in the subsequent development, it was enough to prove that Tom's strategy at that time was correct.

In the historical records of McKenji, Tom must have been a stroke of rich ink.

And now, if he returned, he would be restricted by the Fante. This was a situation that he did not want to see.

Zhang San, however, did not think it was a big deal. "I think Mr. Tom will agree to the invitation very soon, because you know too. Only if you are there, McKenji can do more. In other words, if you are not around, the final result might be the same as what happened to McDonald. Slowly decline until it's forgotten by others."

Tom laughed bitterly, "If the Fante really wants to do this, regardless of whether I go back or not, the outcome will not change. I want to know what you're looking for me for."

Zhang San smiled. "Of course we want to work together. We want to work closely with Mr. Tom. Long-term cooperation. Compared to Bob, we hope to have more contact with Tom by holding hands. At least you won't play any tricks, and we can save a lot of time to get down to business. Of course, this is definitely a good thing for McKenji, because we know that you want it to be better. And you can do it better."

Tom sighed. "Alright, what about the cooperation you mentioned? I want to know the specific situation. "

"It's very simple, we will continue to provide you with flour, Tom said. In fact, this flour is completely in our hands, no matter if it's two months later or three months later... Even after a few years, we still have control over this flour." Zhang San said calmly.

Tom frowned. This did not seem to be good news, but at the same time, he suspected that as the Fante, they were only the users of the flour. How could they control the exports of the flour merchants to others?

"I know what Mr. Tom is thinking, but in fact, all of you are wrong. Our Fante is not just the user of flour, but the owner of flour. " Zhang San said lightly, "Although I have told you before that this year, China will produce this kind of food on a large scale. That is to say, flour will not be so precious. But in fact, it is our freedom to sell it to whoever we sell it to. We can make a bag of flour out of McKenji. "

"That's impossible!" Tom shouted, "China's land is not yours. I also do not believe that you can control so much food."

China had always been famous for its vast land and vast resources. Although it did not like the word "per capita," it was indeed vast and vast. It was definitely not a place where one or two merchants could control all the food.

Zhang San smiled calmly. "Mr. Tom, perhaps you do not believe it, but in fact, the seeds of this kind of food are in our hands. Of course, we cannot control all the food under our own hands. But we can control our seeds. If there is anyone else... If this food is leaked to you, then what they will face is losing the right to plant this seed... I think before a new type of food can replace it, no one is willing to take this risk. Give you the food, right?"

Tom was stunned. If what Zhang San said was true, then it was indeed impossible.

Although the Fante did not actually control all the food, this kind of indirect control was even more difficult to deal with than actual control.

Businessmen paid attention to benefits, even if McKenji could use huge benefits. He tempted someone to provide them with some food. But compared to the huge McKenji group, that would be a drop in the bucket. It wouldn't be able to solve a big problem.

And that person would probably be facing a blackout from the entire industry.

"Then, if you want to work with me, what do you need me to do?" Tom asked, "Don't tell me you want to make Fante unhappy with the streets and alleys in America?"

Zhang San smiled. "This is a misunderstanding. The Fante is not that ambitious. Our boss means that the Fante will not expand after dozens of branches. He is willing to provide the flour to McKennel and the rest of the companies. However, the prerequisite is that you need to satisfy some of our small requests. "

"Just tell me your requests," Tom said. "If I can't do it, then there's no need for us to talk anymore."

Zhang San raised his eyebrows and said, "Maybe it's not as difficult as you think. For example, our request right now is... I hope you can use the Huaxia knot as a gift and organize a big event. Of course, every shop needs it, that's all. There are no other requests."

If it was only this request, then it was indeed not much. But at this moment, Tom gritted his teeth." You mean to say that your request is not just one, but a long-term one? You want to control McKenji? "

Zhang San laughed loudly. "Mr. Tom, you think too much. We do not have such big ambitions. We need to repeat this. We really do not have it. We are just merchants. What we value is benefits. If we control you, you will get more benefits. Of course we need to control you, but in fact, compared to controlling you, we need to control you. If we open more branches of our Fante, our benefits will be greater. "

"Impossible, even if that's the case, it's impossible!" Tom refused firmly, "McKenji will not be under your control for long."

Zhang San sighed, "Alright then, looks like McKenji really wants to disappear completely. We originally thought that Mr. Tom would be a wise manager. " But... It seems like... We can only work together with McDonald alone. I believe they won't mind such a small request. And in a year, we will only make two or three requests. "

Tom gasped. It was almost imaginable. If the McKendrick got this flour, but the McKendrick didn't have it... Then the other party would definitely counterattack crazily. It wouldn't be long before... McKendrick would be even worse off than Kenmichael.0

"Wait a moment, I'll think about it." Tom quickly compared the pros and cons of the two.

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