Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Second Fart

Belt Hoyette just got off the plane from London's Heathrow Airport, and he took his negotiating assistants non-stop to St. Mary's Stadium in Southampton.

He hopes to discuss this deal with Southampton as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, when he came to St. Mary's Stadium, accompanied by Southampton executive chairman Nicola Cortez, walked into the office and passed the conference room, he saw the Southampton Marketing through the open door. Director Sun Yue and Adidas negotiator Marcus Bowman.

Was he robbed first?

Bert Hoyette suddenly panicked.

If it is said that Nike's demand for Southampton is more reflected in a year or two later, it is preparing for the future.

Well, what Adidas needs for the Saints is now!

Liverpool was poached, and the entire British market was left with a Chelsea independent support.

This is certainly not what Adidas wants to see.

And if you want to reverse this situation, then winning Southampton is undoubtedly a good addition.

Even if it's just a Championship team.

But when have you seen a Championship team so awesome, so attracting the attention of the entire English football world?

Even, at the moment, the media throughout Europe are discussing what big moves Southampton will make this summer.

Just for this attention, Premier League teams may not have it.

"Nicolas, how are you talking with Adidas?" Bert Hoyette asked with a smile as soon as he sat down in another conference room.

Nicola Cortez was a little embarrassed and shook his head, "It's going well. It's been a day since yesterday, but the two sides can't agree on the price. I don't know if there is any new progress today."

Bert Hoyette knew what to do and nodded.

After Nicola Cortez left, he immediately waved at his team.

"Wait for a negotiated price starting from £20 million!"

"Twenty million pounds?"

"Isn't it? It's too high!"

The previous 15 million pounds made many people think it was outrageous,

After all, when Nike sponsored Inter Milan, it was only this price.

But now sponsoring Southampton, or a team in the British Championship, should give 20 million?

"The most important thing is data sharing and cooperation on virtual reality technology!"

This is another crucial negotiating point for Bert Hoyette's trip.

Whether it can win the jersey sponsorship is not very important. What really matters is the cooperation in big data and virtual reality technology, which is the most important part of Nike.

The members of the negotiating team also knew it well, so they didn't say anything more.

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After Nicola Cortez left the small conference room, he passed through Adidas' negotiating room and found that the door was closed.

I feel very strange in my heart, is the negotiation over?

But when he returned to the office, he found that Sun Yue was sitting in his office, sitting on the sofa, playing WeChat with Erlang's legs crossed.

"Master Huan, the price of Adidas is very tight, 18 million pounds, and will not let go."

After speaking into the microphone, Sun Yue shook the phone at Nicola Cortez.

Soon, a beep sounded.

Sun Yue immediately clicked to answer.

"Eighteen million pounds? Too insincere?" This was Yang Huan's voice.

Then, another one came.

"what do you think?"

Sun Yue pressed the button again and said, "Just now I deliberately left the door of the conference room open to let Marcus Bowman see Bert Hoyette and others. Obviously, he was nervous and wanted to use some small gestures to Cover up, but how can you hide it from me?"

When this guy said it, he had a little smug look on his face.

Nicholas Cotes on the side was depressed.

It turned out that the door to the conference room was left open on purpose.

This guy is so cunning, so disrespectful, even I hide it!

No wonder Kesh Harris said, don't do business against the Chinese.

The news came again immediately.

"Then put some pressure on them, it's only 18 million pounds, too little!"

Nicola Cortes smiled wryly.

My young master Huan, 18 million pounds, that is already the treatment of a wealthy team.

Inter Milan is not so high yet, and Milan is almost at this price, is it still low?

"Understood!" Sun Yue answered very concisely this time.

Nicola Cortez sat aside, watching him end the WeChat call, waiting for his next move.

But who knows, this kid actually started playing games.

Too outrageous, too outrageous!

"Hey, I said, people are waiting over there!" Nicola Cortes finally couldn't help but speak.

"I know!"

"You don't see them?"

"See you!"

"Then you're still sitting here playing games?"

"Wait, what's the hurry?"

Sun Yue suddenly thought of something, "Oh, that's right."

He stood up directly, but instead of meeting the guests as Nicola Cortes thought, he walked outside the office and called the front desk lady in.

"You go to the two conference rooms and ask if they want something to drink."

"Okay, Mr. Sun!"

"Give me a cup of coffee by the way, Nikolai, what will you drink?"

Nicola Cortez was a little angry, "I can't drink anything!"

"Then bring him a glass of boiling water and put it on fire!"

Sun Yue laughed and continued to bury his head in playing his game, still babbling on.

"Wow, I didn't play for a day, and I was so much ahead by Young Master Huan. These days, if you don't play hard, you will be ranked as the deputy squad leader sooner or later!"

Nicola? Cotes was depressed.

Young Master Huan is like this, why even this Sun Yue is like this?

That is Nike and Adidas, the giants in the field of jersey sponsorship, can they offend?

"I said, what the hell do you think?" He finally couldn't sit still again.

"Talk about it, what else can you think?"

"How to talk?"

"Let's talk about it like that, didn't Master Huan say it? The one with the highest price gets it!"

"Then you have to talk to them. What's the matter with you hanging them there now and playing with your phone in my office?" Nicola Cortez couldn't bear it any longer.

Sun Yue couldn't help laughing, and put down the phone, "I said, Nicholas, it's not that we are in a hurry now, look at your appearance, it's just like what Master Huan said, a grandson who runs business and promotes pyramid schemes, you are like this. Let's talk, and you won't be slaughtered as a fat sheep?"

Nicola Cortez blinked a few times, but was silent.

He felt that he was really in a hurry.

"The most important thing in negotiation and negotiation is psychological warfare. The relationship between supply and demand determines the price fluctuation. Now it is clear that several of their sponsors are competing for our project. We inappropriately bid up the price and put some pressure on them. We did not miss the opportunity to make a fortune in vain. ?"

Sun Yue's words left Nicola Cortez speechless.

"Thanks to what you were talking about all day long about the fiscal deficit, isn't it a good opportunity to improve the fiscal deficit now?"

When it comes to fiscal deficits, Nicola Cortez is nowhere to be found.

This is the pain in his heart forever.

So, he simply didn't say anything.

But as a person, he couldn't hide things in his heart, neither sitting there nor standing.

Sun Yue played with his mobile phone for a while, and when he saw him sitting and standing like this, he felt amused, so he simply stood up.

"Forget it, I'm going!"

Soon, Sun Yue came to Nike's negotiating room outside.

He knocked on the door a few times and walked in.

"I'm sorry, Belt, I wanted to come here just now, but you also know that Marcus is too entangled, and he will not let me go!" He closed the door as he spoke, and shook his head helplessly.

If Nicholas Cortez was there, he would have cried out on the spot.

God, this guy is as good as Leonardo DiCaprio.

He shouldn't be a marketing director, he should go to Hollywood to make a movie and win an Oscar!

Bert Holt stood up and shook hands with him with a wry smile on his face. He really couldn't tell whether what he said was true or false.

"Belt, to be honest, our young master Huan just called and yelled at me."

Bert Holt and the others all raised their heads all at once.

In the negotiation, what are you scolding?

"Our young master Huan scolds me that the sponsorship of 20 to 30 million pounds is such a big deal that we haven't reached a deal for so long, saying that if I can't negotiate before tonight, I don't have to be the head of the marketing department tomorrow. Now, fire me!"

When everyone heard it, they were dumbfounded and all felt amused.

Twenty or thirty million pounds? Big shit?

This young master Huan is really not ordinary rich and powerful!

However, as long as you have heard a little about him, you will not doubt that he has such strength.

"So, let's be direct, how much can you give?"

Sun Yue's straightforwardness made some negotiating chips that Bert Hoyette and others had carefully prepared for a long time to no avail.

It's too naked, it's just a price war for bidding!

"How much does Adidas charge?"

"Yesterday was 20 million yuan, and today I raised 2 million yuan, but it is still a little far from our psychological price." Sun Yue said with a frank face, very heart-to-heart.

As for the distance of this point, I didn't say, you guessed it!

Bert Hoyette knew that this was close to the upper limit of what the head office could achieve.

"The most we can give is £25m, but we have demands."

"Say!"

"You must provide virtual reality technology and equipment to help us build a product development system."

"This is a bit troublesome. I can't agree on behalf of Young Master Huan, but I promise that I will try my best to help you talk about it. It's not a big problem!"

Just kidding, partnering with Nike has huge benefits for the adoption of virtual reality technology and devices.

Who would be stupid enough to say no?

"Also, the big data and analysis results of your R&D center must be shared with us unconditionally."

"That's fine!" Sun Yue nodded in agreement.

Bert Hoyette was a little weak. He felt that his side was too passive when negotiating.

Who makes Southampton so good?

"In this way, I'll go and ask our young master Huan again. I'll be right back when I have an answer!"

After speaking, Sun Yue turned around to open the door and walked out.

At the door, he also specially called the front desk lady and gave each guest a cup of coffee.

It's all cold!

Bert Hoyette sat back in the chair helplessly.

"They are going to use us to force Adidas to raise prices!"

"Isn't it? It's too outrageous!"

"It's just playing us like monkeys!"

Nike's negotiating team wasn't stupid either, seeing the problem at a glance.

Bert Hoyette is certainly no exception.

In terms of demand, Adidas needs Southampton more.

Therefore, unless Adidas refuses to offer a high price, Nike will have no negotiating advantage in jersey sponsorship.

"Quick, call the US headquarters immediately, we must make the second step!"

Belt? Hoyette has a hunch that Adidas has a bit of a dead end and is likely to compromise with Southampton.

Therefore, Nike must prepare early.

Fortunately, they still have one left. ()