Deng Yixing immediately said that since Director Huang was no longer involved with this shipment, he could pay Song Ning in cash whenever she was ready.
The goods would arrive in three batches.
He would settle the payment each time a batch arrived.
There would be no delays.
Deng Yixing signed a sales contract with Song Ning for the goods.
As for the distribution agreement, that was between him and Director Huang.
Once they had signed, Song Ning politely declined Deng Yixing's invitation to dinner and walked out of Gao Di Street feeling completely at ease.
Yu Zhengyang followed behind her, looking dazed.
The little figure in his mind was still prostrate on the ground in awe, unable to get up. Absolutely unable.
Last time, at least he and his boys had spent four or five days selling like their lives depended on it to make that money.
His hands had cramped from collecting payments.
His eyes had glazed over from counting money.
This time, his big sister had sold seven hundred thousand yuan's worth of goods in less than two hours, using nothing but her silver tongue!
Seven hundred thousand yuan's worth of goods!
Even a ship would need three trips to transport them all!
And his big sister had sold them in less than two hours!
What kind of miraculous feat was that?
Who else could possibly pull it off?
Only after they had checked into the hotel the big guy had specified did Yu Zhengyang get a chance to ask:
"Ning! You quoted that man four prices. How much can we make this time?"
Song Ning smiled. "It's a one-off deal, so naturally, the prices I quoted him were well below the usual wholesale prices. But Director Huang was generous too. He said we were helping him