The Strategist was furious.
He was desperate to pin this blame on Lu Chengwen and make it stick; otherwise, he would have no way to explain himself.
"How did thirty percent turn into twenty percent!? Why were you randomly pointing around on the map!? Huh!?"
Lu Chengwen looked at the Strategist. "They started by offering thirty percent. Who was it that disagreed? Who insisted on fifty percent!?"
The Sect Master looked at the Strategist. "Yeah! Wasn't that what you said!?"
The Strategist looked troubled. "I... I wanted to ask for more, then let them bargain us down so we could settle at forty percent!"
"Did you say that!?"
Lu Chengwen clapped his hands. "In the entire normal course of negotiations, did anyone ever mention forty percent!?"
The Strategist fumed, "I fucking didn't get the chance before you drove them out!"
"They started talking about the failed collaboration! Their ten-million deal got pushed all the way to forty million by me! Their brains started cooling down! They were starting to regain their senses! They came in thinking about ten million, then suddenly found themselves looking at forty million! What kind of people did they have with them!? How shrewd was Chen Yong? They caught on!"
Lu Chengwen said, "They had already started thinking about their investment risks! Still don't understand!? If we were investing, originally planning to put in ten million, but got talked into putting in forty million after a few words, wouldn't we have to go home and discuss it? Study it! Think it over! Run the numbers again!? Didn't you hear that!?"
Lu Chengwen looked at the Sect Master. "You didn't feel it at all!?"
The Sect Master hurriedly said, "I felt it! Yes."
The Strategist looked at the Sect Master, thinking, You felt my fucking ass!
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