"Director Hou, what did you say? The people from Civil Aviation are here? Are they here to discuss the purchase of aircraft? Ok, ok, ok. I will go over now. "
Feng Yu had just finished his dinner and was still playing games with Wen Dongjun when he received a call from Hou Haitao. He was asked to go to Hou Haitao's office. The representatives from Civil Aviation were here.
The last time Feng Yu and Hou Haitao went to Sichuan Airlines, they only discussed about the purchase quantity and price. Especially after Chief Chen intervened, Sichuan Airlines did not say anything. Feng Yu and Hou Haitao could only return to Bing City and wait for news.
Sichuan Airlines had received instructions from Chief Chen to suspend negotiations with Feng Yu. The General Administration will purchase the aircraft and the price will be lower.
When Feng Yu entered Hou Haitao's office, he got a shock. The room was filled with smoke. Was there a fire?
He looked carefully and noticed that the office was full of people. There were more than 10 of them. Did the General Administration send out such a big team?
"General Manager Feng, you are here. Chief Chen and the rest had just arrived. They wanted to call you over tomorrow, but everyone felt that it is better to settle the deal earlier. "Hou Haitao stood up. Everyone in the room also stood up.
"Oh, this must be Tai Hua Trading's General Manager Feng. Come, have a smoke. Panda. Even the Chief Architect said this is a good cigarette."
"Smoke my cigarette. Zhonghua. This is the best cigarette in Hua Xia."
"I also have a Zhonghua. Come, General Manager Feng, try it."
… …
7 to 8 hands reached out at the same time and almost poked Feng Yu's finger. Each hand handed a cigarette to Feng Yu, scaring him.
"Everyone, I don't smoke." Feng Yu rejected and looked at Hou Haitao. Why did he feel something was wrong?
He happened to see Chief Chen and Chief Cheng exchanging looks. Damn, they did it on purpose. Chief Cheng knew that Feng Yu does not smoke, but why did he not tell these people? There was so much smoke in the room, and he could not see anyone clearly. Were they the ones who purposely made this smoke?
Damn, it seemed like these people wanted to take advantage of Feng Yu. Humph, you think you can trick me with these little tricks? You're looking down on me too much!
"Secretary Xu, why is there no tea? Also, turn on the fan. The room is filled with smoke. Can the leaders stand it? "As he spoke, Feng Yu went to open the window of Hou Haitao's office.
It was the end of October, and the temperature had dropped. It was night time in Bing City, and the temperature outside was below 10 degrees Celsius.
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A gust of cold wind blew in. Seeing that Secretary Xu didn't turn on the electric fan, Feng Yu took out a bladeless fan from the corner of Hou Haitao's office, turned it on to the maximum, and started blowing at the people on the sofa.
The group of people, whose average age was around 50 years old, were all dumbfounded.
On such a f * cking cold day, not only did you open the window, you didn't even close the door. There was already a draft in the room, and he even turned on the electric fan!
You're just a young man with a lot of firepower. You might be able to withstand it, but can we old fellows take it?
"Eh? Why are all of you snuffing out your cigarettes? " Feng Yu asked despite knowing the answer. Those people were hugging their clothes tightly, and some were even shivering.
Director Cheng smiled embarrassedly: "General Manager Feng, why are you opening the windows on such a cold day?"
"Tobacco affects the health of the body. You all can smoke, and don't care about me. I just want some fresh air. " Feng Yu pretended to be a martyr. It was like he was respecting the elders, and he didn't mind breathing in the second-hand smoke.
"Cough … … Everyone stop smoking. Xiao Xu, turn off the electric fan. The smoke is almost gone, and close the windows and windows. Also, pour a cup of hot tea for us. "
Xiao Xu had just returned from pouring a cup of tea for Feng Yu, and he saw all the leaders hugging their clothes tightly. He cursed in his heart. Our Director Hou had said not to play these little tricks with Feng Yu. If they really want to compete, Feng Yu was the grandmaster. Look, all of them were defeated.
"General Manager Feng, come over. Let me introduce to you. You already know Director Chen and Director Cheng. This is Director Liu from the headquarters, and this is Director Ma … … This is Director Zhang from Shenyang Airlines. "
Feng Yu stood up and shook hands with all of them. Other than the headquarters, all the people from the 6 major airlines were here. No wonder there were so many people.
From the looks of it, all the six major airlines had the intention to purchase large aircraft. Even if each airline only wanted two aircraft, it would be at least 12 aircraft. If all of them were like Sichuan Airlines and wanted five aircraft, it would be a large order of 30 aircraft!
Feng Yu suppressed the excitement in his heart and pretended to be relaxed. He doesn't seem to care about so many people.
Those leaders in the domestic civil aviation industry looked at each other. When Feng Yu shook hands with them, he did not seem to be excited. All of them are considered to hold real power, and they can sit on the same level when they meet the leaders of the provinces. Anyway, the leaders of the provinces can't control them. Instead, they will have to rely on them for some work.
But this Feng Yu is so young, and he seems to be used to meeting high-ranking officials. Their status and background are useless.
Feng Yu sat down and did not say a word. He lowered his head and sipped on his tea. This tea seems to suit his taste.
Those leaders in the civil aviation industry were stunned again. What was going on? Didn't they say that Feng Yu had contacted many Soviet Union planes? He should be eager to sell the planes to them. Why is he not saying a word?
Now, whoever speaks first will be at a disadvantage. All the people in the civil aviation industry had come to the meeting with the intention to buy the planes. They wanted to let Feng Yu speak first to gain the upper hand. But now, Feng Yu is not in a hurry, and they got anxious.
"Errr … General Manager Feng, I had called all the representatives from all the airlines here today. I want to talk to you about the purchase of the planes. You can tell them your conditions." Chief Chen broke the silence. If this continues, he cannot stand it.
Feng Yu put down his teacup and said: "Didn't I tell Chief Chen about my conditions? Don't tell me they don't know about it?"
Chief Chen saw Feng Yu's sarcastic smile, and he was embarrassed. At the same time, he was angry. Since when did leaders like them get questioned like this when they were talking to ordinary businessmen?
"Say it to them again," Chief Chen said again.
"Tell me again? Fine. Tupolev Tu-154, 60 million RMB per plane. Ilyushin Il-76, 100 million RMB per plane. How much do you all want?" Feng Yu crossed his legs and shook them …
Before Chief Chen could say anything, Chief Cheng said: "General Manager Feng, this is not what you said the last time. Why is your price so high now?"
Feng Yu glanced at Chief Cheng: "How much did I say the last time? I forgot."
Forgot … …
Chief Cheng: "… …"
This little General Manager Feng is not easy to deal with. Seems like the civil aviation industry will not gain any advantage in this negotiation.
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