"Gao... Mr. Gao, you... what did you say?" Several people glanced at each other, and an older headhunter asked with an unclear expression on his face.

"Commission." Gao Leng spread his hand and asked, "Do you headhunters care about this? My budget is as long as it does not exceed 200 million."

After Gao Leng finished speaking, no one spoke in the entire conference room. The MK headhunter rubbed the bag on his head and turned his head to look at Gao Leng, subconsciously reaching out his hand and digging out his ears. I heard you right, Gao Leng said two Billion, to make it clear, two hundred million.

Billion?

Billion? !

Billion! ! ! !

The MK headhunter's hand on the doorknob was released. Of course, at the moment Gao Leng said "two hundred million", he was directly shocked, but after two seconds of shock, he The reaction came over, standing still in disbelief.

But did not leave.

The headhunters are all human beings. It's not too late to listen to the wind, so he picked up the phone and whispered to the other end of the phone: "Mr. Jin, it's not convenient to speak, I'll go back to you later."

After speaking, he hung up the phone and paused at the door.

"I have never heard of this price." The other person looked up and down Gao Leng. In terms of age, he was a teenager older than Gao Leng, thinking that the young people nowadays really boast and don't even draft drafts. How much is the talent of the entire Xingsheng Magazine, he sneered: "Gao, you are too eloquent, how many people have to dig for a 200 million commission? The entire Xingsheng Magazine can't let it go."

Even for Huantai, the cost of recruiting senior talents in a year rarely exceeds 8 million. The most common one is that Huantai opened a branch in the central part, and the talents who had moved to the branch suddenly left the two teams. That year it spent more than 10 million to recruit middle and senior management talents.

Two billion? I have never heard such a large number in the headhunting circle, and several headhunting companies do not believe it.

"I mean, no more than 200 million yuan." Before the cold words were finished, the gold medal headhunter of the MK headhunting company who was hesitating at the door suddenly dropped. He didn't hesitate anymore and opened the door directly. After going out, he took out the phone as soon as he went out: "Mr. Jin, sorry, I was delayed by a bit of something, do you have time now? Oh...you will have time to talk to me in half an hour, okay , I will go over."

After speaking, he glanced in the direction of the office and murmured sarcastically, "I thought I could really pay a lot of money. It was a pretense of doing it for a long time. When I opened my mouth, it cost 200 million. It scared me, and the result was' Not more than two hundred million' why don't you say that it is not more than two billion two trillion? It's really..."

As he said, he shook his head and raised his legs and walked to the elevator. As he walked, he cursed in his heart: What I want to go to is a cooperation agreement with a large company. The negotiation is successful with a commission of one or two million. There is no time to listen to your surname. High pretense.

The atmosphere in the meeting room became a little weird. As soon as Gao Leng said this sentence, the four people's faces were full of anticipation although they were unbelieving. All of a sudden, their entire faces collapsed.

"Pretend to be a criminal." One person muttered softly.

"That's it, wasting my time to see him pretending to be forced." The other person's face was full of impatient.

The commission of two hundred million sounds very tempting and shocking, but "no more than two hundred million", in the eyes of these people, it is a game of words. To put it bluntly: you have no money and you still pretend to be a boss.

No more than 200 million yuan, that 50,000 yuan is not exceeded, 100,000 yuan is not exceeded, this is all small orders.

For a time, the faces of several professional managers were not so good-looking.

"Why, guys who have money and don't plan to make any more?" Gao sneered, naturally understanding what they were thinking.

"It's not that you don't plan to make money, Mr. Gao, you have to say something that is realistic, don't come to the word game." Said a half-joking and a little bit complaining.

"Yes, Mr. Gao, I still have customers this time."

"President Gao, what does it mean to be no more than 200 million yuan? I haven't heard of more than 200 million commissions in this circle. Are you kidding us?"

Gao sneered and said after looking at them: "Blam me, I didn't make it clear. I mean as long as the price is not more than 200 million yuan, I can accept it."

A few people look at me, and after I took a look at you, no one spoke up.

This number is too big for them to hear, and no one believes it.

Gao Leng sighed speechlessly, and took out four checks from the folder. Jian Xiaoshan quickly took them and handed them to the table of the four headhunting company managers who were sitting: "This is your deposit."

"Ten million?"

"Ten million?!"

"Ten million!!!"

"This is... ten million!"

The four sitting people cried out one after another, they stared at the check in their hands tossing over and over, one of them actually took out a magnifying glass and looked at it...

Fortunately, it is a check, not gold. If it is gold, 80% of these people will have to take a few bites to distinguish the true from the false. The four headhunting companies each have a deposit of 10 million, and Gao Leng has already sold 40 million.

"Excuse me, Mr. Gao, I forgot to take things." At this time, the gold headhunter of MK headhunting company, which had left before going to talk about one or two million business, came back again. He went straight to his original position. See a computer bag on the chair.

It turned out that he hung up the phone and left. When he walked to the elevator, he realized that he was taking the bag, so he hurried back.

The manager picked up the bag, smiled perfunctorily at Gao Leng and said: "What, Gao, I'm sorry, I'm a little urgent, I'm really anxious, then we will cooperate next time? Next time, you A phone call, I came in minutes, okay, it's really urgent, it will take a minute to delay, sorry, then I will go first."

He didn't give Gao Leng a chance to stay, so he left after speaking.

I don't want to be delayed in high cold for a minute.

The headhunters are all human beings. This MK gold medal hunter cursed in his heart and pretended to commit crimes. He spoke very well. He turned around to leave after he had finished speaking. The moment he left, he stopped.

He noticed that the other four people all had checks in their hands, so Yu Guang looked at the nearest one.

The string of zero flashes blinded him.

"One million?" He bent over in disbelief to look closer.

"Ten million..." The one who was seen pointed to the Chinese number below, ten million.

Have you seen an owl?

The kind of creature with big eyes in the cartoon.

At this moment, Owl's eyes grew to the face of the MK Gold Medal Hunter who was leaving to make a lot of money, and he was stunned and completely stunned.

"Mr. Gao, you are such a big deal. There is no one with a deposit of 10 million, a full deposit of 40 million. You are going to have a big battle!" One of them praised heartily and gave a thumbs up: "This time I really opened my eyes, Mr. Gao, really, I have been in this business for eight years, and this is the first time I have seen you as a gold master!"

"Yeah, the deposit is only 10 million? Such a big deal! I have been in this industry for ten years, and I have never heard of it. Mr. Gao, the deposit is really given to us?"

"Four of us, all four of us are cooperating with you? Forty million! What an eye-opener!"

These four professional managers were amazed, and they changed from thinking that they were so cold and pretending to be bowing their heads. So much money was in their hands and they couldn't accept it.

The highest level of pretending is Niubi.

"Originally there were five companies, but it's a pity that MK has no chance to cooperate today." Gao Leng talked with regret, raised a check in front of him, put it in his own folder, and stood in front of him. The headhunter of MK who was leaving smiled.