Song Rongrong's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Haha, Mr. Hashimoto, everything depends on you!"

At this moment, Song Wanting was in a very depressed mood.

She didn't expect that Nippon Steel would be so difficult to crack.

Moreover, during the entire negotiation process, I have been very passive. I have prepared so many cards, and I have not been able to finalize the cooperation until the last card is revealed.

Deep in her heart now, she already has a strong sense of frustration.

And she also had a hunch that it would be difficult for her to get the result she wanted in this negotiation.

Maybe it's going to fail this time.

On the way back to the hotel, she told her family about her guess.

Although Mr. Song was a little disappointed, he still encouraged her and said to her: "Wanting, don't put too much pressure on you for this cooperation with Nippon Steel. There is no loss, nothing more than earning a little less, it doesn't matter."

Song Honor also sent a message, saying: "Yes, Wanting, Nippon Steel is notoriously difficult to deal with. There are so many companies in China who want to have in-depth cooperation with them, but none of them have really negotiated. , so even if there is no real deal with you, there is nothing to be disappointed about."

Song Rongrong's words immediately aroused Song Wanting's latent competitive heart.

She felt that the more people and so many companies failed to achieve something, the more she wanted to take it down!

Otherwise, I will become one of the countless losers.

However, the current situation is not very clear, so Wanting Song didn't dare to say anything with confidence, so she said in the group: "Tomorrow, I will try my best one last time, and if I succeed, let it go."

Mr. Song said: "It's okay. Don't worry too much about success or failure. Grandpa doesn't want you to wrong yourself for business. Do you understand?"

Song Wanting felt a little more comforted, and replied: "Okay Grandpa, I understand."

Song Rongrong said with a smile at this time: "Wanting, I believe in your ability. I believe that when I wake up tomorrow morning, I will wait for the good news of your signing success!"

Song Wanting knew that it was her brother comforting herself, so she sent a smiling expression and said, "Brother, then I will lend you a good word!"

Back at the hotel, Song Wanting was still a little bored, so she didn't even eat dinner, but stayed alone in her room, combing through the plan she had written repeatedly, trying to find out the reason why she failed to impress Nippon Steel.

Due to being too immersed in it, Song Wanting didn't realize that it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Just then, her doorbell rang.

She stood up, walked to the door, looked through the peephole, and found that it was her personal assistant, so she opened the door.

Outside the door, the young female assistant said: "Mr. Song, you haven't eaten all night. You must be hungry. Would you like me to order some food from the catering department for you and have them delivered to your room?"

Song Wanting did feel a bit hungry, so she nodded and said, "Okay, you can order some for me."

After speaking, Song Wanting asked again: "Have you eaten?"

The female assistant nodded: "We've all eaten."

Song Wanting smiled slightly and said, "That's good."

Twenty minutes later, the hotel waiter pushed the dining cart and delivered the dinner ordered by the assistant for Song Wanting to the room.

Song Wanting closed the computer, and was just about to sit down and have a bite, when she suddenly received a call from Hashimoto.

Song Wanting couldn't help being a little surprised, and thought to herself: "Why did Hashimoto call me so late?! Could it be that they have already discussed the result?!" JrNovels.com