Chapter 2492
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"Tiger."
Tiger looked up at Bach, who was walking in. "Bach, you haven't been here for two days."
Tiger's tone was filled with dissatisfaction.
"Tiger, didn't you want a fight from abroad? I found one for you." Bach took out a contract.
"Huh? Who? How strong is he? What's his level? "Tiger was immediately interested.
"A Russian boxer. He's in the same heavyweight category as you."
"Where's the venue? Where's the sponsor? How much is the prize money? "
"He's a famous boxer too. He's already gotten two hundred million dollars in sponsorships."
"Two hundred million?" Tiger sucked in a cold breath. "That high? How do we split the prize money? "
"Winner takes all," Bach said.
"Winner takes all? Does that mean I can get at least two hundred million? "Tiger was excited.
"The other party wants us to get more than two hundred million dollars. Otherwise, the contract's off."
"When's the fight?"
"Next Friday. The arena is set in Russia."
"That means there's only one week left. Can we get that many sponsors? Two hundred million isn't a small amount. "
"So, you can't stay at home all day," Bach said. "You have to have enough exposure in the media. Also, you have to spend some money to buy popularity."
"Got it." Tiger nodded. "Oh … Bach, do you still have the Devil's Potion you gave me last time?"
"Do you still want it?" Bach looked at Tiger in shock.
He didn't expect Tiger to make such a request.
In the past, Tiger was such a proud person. He would scoff at any illegal drugs.
But now, he actually made such a request.
He didn't know that Tiger's mentality had changed.
On one hand, the Devil's Potion was very effective and had no obvious side effects.
On the other hand, he was suddenly worried about this challenge.
To be able to get two hundred million dollars in sponsorships meant that the other party's reputation couldn't be underestimated.
Even if he stayed at his peak every year, it would be hard for him to win that much in the ring.
The prize money from this match was enough for him to fight in the ring for a few years.
Of course, he would pay more attention.
"Yes, but it's not cheap."
"Not cheap? How much? "
"Ten million," Bach said.
"What? Ten million dollars? " Tiger suddenly stood up and stared at Bach angrily. "Bach, you're too much. Are you trying to tell me that the medicine you gave me last time was worth ten million dollars? Even if you want to get money from me, you should at least find a reasonable reason. You can't just randomly raise the price tag, and it's such an outrageous price. "
He had also been working with Bach for some time.
He roughly knew how much Bach was worth.
His net worth was around two to three million USD.
Would he spend ten million dollars to give her something?
It was obviously impossible.
"Last time, it was a trial product. The other party took the initiative to give it to you. It's not the real deal." Ba He said in a calm tone, "And the effect of the genuine product is better than the trial product. Think about it, just the effect of the trial product has already allowed your strength to achieve a qualitative leap. Is the price of the genuine product still considered expensive?"
"But this price is too expensive. Can you negotiate with the other party?"
"There's no bargaining. This kind of medicine needs to be custom-made. It's not something you can buy even if you have money. Moreover, if you don't have contacts, you won't be able to buy it at all." Bach said, "Why don't I give you the contact information of the seller and you contact them yourself?"
"Forget it, you do the contact." Tiger knew he wasn't cut out for that.
It was better to leave some things to Bach.
Even if he knew he would get a certain amount of commission.
But there was no other way.
Some things were worth Bach's responsibility.
For example, if he contacted the other party and they recorded it, it would be a devastating blow to him.
Whether it was a sports star or an entertainment star, they all needed agents and assistants. That was because most of the time, they needed agents and assistants to contact people they weren't suitable to contact.
"Sign the contract so I can reply to them."
Tiger didn't think too much and signed the contract quickly.
"Arrange for me to go abroad as soon as possible. I need to go there and adapt to the local environment in Russia."
Rather than saying adapt, it was more like escaping.
Bach muttered in his heart. Tiger was already so strong.
How much did he fear that teacher of his?
"Got it." Bach nodded. "I'll arrange it for you as soon as possible."
…
"Hello, Mr. Muotto, I'm Bach. We've contacted before."
"I remember you, Bach. You're the agent of a sports star, right?"
"Yes, Mr. Muotto. I'm contacting you this time to buy a complete Devil's Mixture from you."
"Sure, but we need to move our production base so we can't make it for you immediately. You'll have to wait for two weeks."
"Mr. Muotto, I need it urgently. We can negotiate the price."
"I'm not trying to bargain with you. We've indeed run into some trouble. We need to move our production base and lab."
"Mr. Muotto, don't you want to hear my price?"
"Price? How much are you offering? "
"Three million dollars," Bach said.
Muotto's eyes flashed and he hesitated.
His public price was one million dollars for one mixture.
And the price that Ba He gave him was indeed very tempting.
Although they'd already developed the finished product.
They'd also started turning it into merchandise.
But it was still in the beginning stages. They couldn't break even yet.
Also, they ran into trouble recently.
The entire lab had to be moved.
That was another large sum of money.
He'd already invested all the money he could.
There was still a huge gap.
"Five million dollars."
Just as Muotto was about to reply, Bach raised the price again.
"Mr. Muotto, you know that I'm the agent of a sports star. In my company, there are many sports stars. We'll need more than one. As long as you're willing to help me, I'll be your biggest client in the near future."
"Five million dollars?" Muotto was finally tempted. "Bring me the hair and blood samples as soon as possible. It's best if you can provide them to me today."
"Sure. Happy cooperation."
"Happy working with you," Muao Tuo thought to himself.
Although time was tight, Bach's suggestion was indeed tempting.
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