Chapter 6

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Shortly after Beck left, someone came to call Summer Mu and said, "Mr. M has convened a meeting with the marketing department and asked you to come too."

Summer Mu quickly ran to the restroom, changed into a uniform full of cream flavor, and put on a T-shirt and pants. Looking at the plain looking, somewhat nervous girl in the mirror, she carefully tied her hair back and tidied up her cheap but clean clothes before walking out.

Afraid of being late, she ran all the way up the stairs. When I arrived at the door of the conference room, she stopped and slowed down, pretending to be particularly calm and composed, but her throat was already running dry. The door was open and already filled with people, with Meng sitting in the main seat. As if sensing something, he lifted his head and looked towards the door. Summer Mu respectfully and slightly nodded, then walked in with her head down and found a corner to sit down.

Meng averted his gaze. It seemed like she didn't have any special presence with him.

Someone was smoking, and someone was whispering. Summer Mu was holding a notebook and a pen in her hand, staring down at the blank notebook, feeling a bit like she was dreaming.

Everyone arrived quickly.

Meng reached out and lightly tapped the table, "Meeting."

The conference room instantly quieted down. Summer Mu held her breath and, like everyone else, looked up at Meng's face, which was neither angry nor intimidating.

Meng said in a deep voice, "Y's new store will open next month. Let's discuss countermeasures."

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After leaving L Supermarket, Beck drove directly to the hospital.

Cheng lived in the VIP ward and was attended to by two servants from the Cheng family. Beck walked in and waved her hand, letting them leave first.

Beck sat down on the sofa, and Cheng grinned at him. But she still had bandages wrapped around her head and a cast on her right leg, and this smile was quite difficult to show.

"Have you seen the girl who helped us? "Cheng asked.

Beck crossed his long legs and gently rested his hands on his knees, looking at her and saying, "Yes."

"I gave her the check, so I didn't treat her unfairly, "Cheng said.

Beck remained noncommittal.

Cheng looked at him in a neat suit, although his face was still pale after being seriously injured, he still looked heroic. She couldn't help but exclaim, "God is so unfair. We had a car accident together, but you can already walk around, and I have to be hospitalized for a month."

Beck unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, took a small sip, and said lightly, "We have a cooperative relationship, not a bundled relationship. Are you saying that the cooperative party was involved in a car accident by you and still needs to be injured as badly as you to be considered fair? Heh... Do you have the sincerity to cooperate?"

In fact, Cheng was also deliberately naughty, and she chuckles: "Well, I'm joking with you. To be serious, I was originally asking you to help me with my advice. I still have a month to go before I can be discharged from the hospital. You know, those old guys from the group, their kids, and my brother-in-law are all keeping a close eye on me. This store has a large investment, I must not let anyone else get involved. So, I can only rely on you now."

Beck remained silent.

Cheng looked directly at him with sincere eyes and said, "Can you let go of the new company you are preparing for and take full responsibility for managing the new store on my behalf?"

 Beck smiled and glanced at her leg that was still hanging in mid air. Cheng immediately let out a soft "ouch", pretending to be pitiful to show that her injury was still very painful.

Beck said, "When did I look like a man who would go through fire and water for women? Besides, you're not my woman."

Cheng felt a breath blocking her chest and circled a few times before finally suppressing it. She smiled indifferently and said, "Got it. Tell me about your conditions."

Beck looked at her and said, "After the start, my product will enter the Y system, and you can give me an additional five percentage points of profit."

Cheng felt a pang of pain and gritted her teeth, saying, "Deal."

Beck smiled faintly.

It was evening at this moment, and the sunlight was shining through the window, enveloping him and her. His eyebrows, eyes, and expression were all very indifferent, as if since Cheng introduced him to someone in college, this man had always such a proud and decisive attitude no matter where he was or how much wealth he had plundered behind him.

Cheng's gaze slid over his deep double eyelids, to the slightly curled corners of his mouth, to his wide and thin shoulders, and finally moved away.

"Raise your precious hand."Cheng said with a hint of sarcasm," The sales data reports of L for the past few months are right on the table next to you."

Beck brought it over and looked down.

Cheng said, " I know it's not easy to do this. The industries you target abroad are all newer and more flexible. But in our supermarket industry, the business model is fixed and the profit is meager. And I only have one store for you, so I can only fight a price war. But I can assure you that I have applied for maximum funding and policy support from headquarters, and the new store uses trustworthy people. I hope you can try your best to let go and not feel embarrassed."

Her words were heartfelt and insightful, and she thought that Beck would be somewhat appreciative and grateful. Unexpectedly, he didn't even raise his head and said with a faint smile, "What's so difficult for me? I can fight a price war even with my eyes closed."