My Wild Wife in Shanghai

When Liu Bishui saw Chen Ye looking at her, she hurriedly tugged at her clothes to cover her chest.

This made Chen Ye very embarrassed, and he quickly turned his head away.

Liu Bishui's face was flushed the whole time, and she let her body be bumped around and rub against Chen Ye.

Fortunately, it didn't take long, and the two finally arrived on the first floor, both of them breathing a sigh of relief.

"What bad luck!"

Liu Bishui said angrily, it was unclear whether she was referring to the many people she encountered in the elevator or to running into Chen Ye today.

In short, she felt that she had very bad luck today.

After that, she walked straight to the parking lot in her high heels.

"Sister Bishui, do you receive a fuel subsidy if you drive yourself?"

To ease the awkwardness, Chen Ye tried to start a conversation from behind.

But Liu Bishui seemed not to hear her, walked straight to the car, opened the door and got in, completely ignoring Chen Ye.

Chen Ye felt awkward for a few seconds before opening the car door and sitting in the passenger seat.

"later!"

Liu Bishui pointed to the back seats, her eyes filled with disdain.

At this point, Chen Ye had fully sensed Liu Bishui's unfriendliness and impatience.

He didn't say anything, just nodded: "Okay!"

Afterwards, Liu Bishui touched up her makeup in front of the mirror, applied some lipstick, smacked her lips twice, and then drove off.

About an hour later, the two arrived at the client's location.

This is a high-end private hospital with a large area located at the foot of Sheshan Mountain.

The park is beautiful, with gardens and some health resorts, and looks very high-end.

The hospital's full name is Shanghai Shenmei High-End Private Sanatorium Hospital.

The hospital's signage is in multiple languages, suggesting it's an international, high-end private hospital.

The hospital's interior is also luxuriously decorated, completely lacking the oppressive and tense atmosphere of a typical hospital.

Soon, Liu Bishui met with the contact person.

The other party was a young woman, not wearing a doctor's uniform. She had a clean face and smiled as she said, "The person who wants to discuss business with you is our Dean, Mr. Zheng Jiangren. His meeting is about to end and he will be here soon. Please come with me to the reception room and wait for a moment."

"OK!"

Liu Bishui nodded and smiled, following behind the other person.

Soon, hospital staff led the two to a meeting room, where two cups of coffee were thoughtfully brought to them.

"Thanks!"

Liu Bishui accepted the coffee, maintaining a smile throughout, and her demeanor was elegant and poised.

This earned Chen Ye's admiration.

The top salesperson truly has the qualities of a top salesperson.

However, Chen Ye's previous impression of the sales industry was: humble, ingratiating, and subservient.

Those salespeople wear fake smiles every day, spitting as they try to sell to customers, as if they expect the customer to kneel down and call them "father" after buying their product.

But today's sales experience broadened his horizons considerably.

I never imagined sales could be so elegant.

A short while later, the young woman from before pushed open the door, followed by a man in dress pants and a white shirt.

The man looked to be in his forties or fifties, wearing black-rimmed glasses and sporting a gray beard, yet he possessed an extraordinary air about him.

"Hello, this is Dr. Zheng Jiangren, the president of Shenmei Hospital!" the woman introduced.

"Hello, Dean Zheng!" Liu Bishui stood up first to shake hands. "I'm Liu Bishui, a regional sales representative from the Shanghai Group!"

Then, pointing to Chen Ye beside him, he said, "This is my colleague, Chen Ye."

"Hello, hello! Please have a seat!"

Zheng Jiangren smiled slightly and then began today's negotiations.

"We are a membership-based high-end private hospital, not catering to ordinary people; our clients are all high-end individuals!" Zheng Jiangren said. "Therefore, our clients not only have high demands for medical care, but also for aesthetic medicine!"

Simply put, ordinary people only seek medical treatment for recovery.

"But our patients, even for a minor surgery, request minimal scarring and no visible marks. They pursue aesthetic treatments in addition to recovery."

As Zheng Jiangren spoke, he took out a pack of cigarettes and said, "Excuse me, I'm having a craving for a cigarette. I hope you two won't mind if I have one?"

Liu Bishui smiled and said, "No, no, I smoke too."

"Oh, that's great!"

Zheng Jiangren handed Liu Bishui a cigarette, then gestured to Chen Ye, "Young man, would you like one too?"

"I can't!" Chen Ye waved his hand with a smile.

Liu Bishui skillfully took out a lighter and went forward to light a cigarette for Zheng Jiangren.

After that, the two of them started smoking.

This little incident instantly lightened the otherwise serious atmosphere.

Zheng Jiangren, with his legs crossed, surprisingly exuded a somewhat江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) air. He said, "I'm very interested in the new product you released two months ago. Could you give me a detailed introduction?"

"Yes, Dean Zheng!" Liu Bishui said, "The main ingredient of our product is growth factor gel, combined with collagen dressings and barrier repair factors, which can effectively promote wound healing, reduce pigmentation, accelerate epidermal regeneration, and rebuild the skin's lipid barrier..."

Liu Bishui's words were quite professional.

Zheng Jiangren gave a thumbs up: "This is exactly the kind of product I need! I see that Ms. Liu is a straightforward person, and I think there's no problem with this cooperation. We can sign the contract immediately and import your product!"

This surprised both Liu Bishui and Chen Ye.

No one expected the negotiations to go so smoothly; they reached an agreement before they had even exchanged a few words.

The next second, a sinister glint flashed in Liu Bishui's eyes.

She wasn't there to help Chen Ye negotiate clients. Her eyes darted around, and she said, "Dean Zheng, since you're okay with it, let's sign the contract and purchase the products at the original price!"

"Original price?" Zheng Jiangren asked, somewhat surprised. "No discount? I heard from Xiao Qi that you give discounts to your customers."

A young woman standing not far behind her said, "Ms. Liu, you also mentioned on the phone that there's a discount."

Liu Bishui smiled slightly: "Discounts are available, but it depends on the amount of the goods. Generally, there are no discounts for small customers."

Feeling slighted, Xiao Qi said, "The initial funding for this project is 500 million. Do you think 500 million is a small amount for the payment?"

"Hahaha." Liu Bishui laughed heartily, "Don't take offense what I'm about to say, but I meet with many clients every day. They talk about tens of millions all the time, but in the end, the payment doesn't even reach one hundred thousand. So..."

After saying that, he spread his hands.

Her words made Zheng Jiangren unhappy.

"Miss Liu, we mean what we say," Zheng Jiangren said.

"Dean Zheng, let's talk about discounts when your company's payments reach 500 million!" Liu Bishui said casually.

Her dismissive attitude instantly enraged Xiao Qi, who shouted, "Miss Liu, I don't think you're being sincere at all."

"Miss Qi, you've wronged me. It's company policy; there's nothing I can do about it!"

Liu Bishui spread her hands, a cold smile on her face, as if to say, "What can you do to me?"

"There's no need to talk any further!" Zheng Jiangren said coldly, not wanting to waste any more time. "Xiao Qi, see the guests out!"

"Wait!" Chen Ye suddenly said.