Chapter 333 Treat Mr. Blackwood Well
Magnus came in with a tray.
In the conference room, everyone turned to look at Juniper with a somewhat ambiguous expression.
Magnus appeared very natural and composed, showing no discomfort.
Juniper returned to her seat, slightly reserved.
Karen looked at her, a hint of a smile flashing in her eyes, before starting the main topic.
The negotiation process went smoothly.
Until the legal team from Windsor Group handed over the finalized contract to Magnus's side.
Paul looked up from the contract, slightly skeptical and asked, "Ms. Abbott, did you misprice your batteries? Last year when we purchased this batch of batteries from Windsor Group, each battery was two hundred dollars cheaper than now."
Karen's eyes flickered slightly, but she smiled and said, "That's right, even beef prices have gone up this year. Our Windsor Group's lithium batteries have had a lot of R&D investment this year, so two hundred-dollar increase per battery is reasonable, not expensive."
Reasonable? Not expensive?
Paul couldn't help but chuckle, "Ms. Abbott, are you joking? Has beef gone up as ridiculously as your lithium batteries?"
two hundred-dollar increase per battery.
And SY was ordering a million lithium batteries from Windsor Group, which meant SY would have to pay an additional two hundred million dollars for this batch.
"Ms. Abbott, this isn't how you play the price hike game."
Paul's look at Karen clearly said, 'Do you think I'm an idiot?'
Karen, unhurried and with a slight smile, looked at Magnus, who hadn't spoken yet, "Mr. Blackwood, do you think this is reasonable?"
Magnus glanced at the contract but hadn't spoken yet.
Suddenly, a high heel brushed against his suit pants under the table.
The toe of the shoe slid up his calf, clearly teasing.
Magnus's brow twitched.
He slowly looked up and saw Juniper sitting across from him.
Juniper took a sip of coffee, also studying the contract. When she looked up, she met his intense gaze.
Magnus looked at her, raising an eyebrow slightly, as if asking a question.
Juniper didn't quite understand what he meant and was a bit confused.
But his gaze on her face grew deeper, making Juniper feel uneasy. She discreetly looked away.
Karen quickly caught this hint of ambiguity, lightly tapping her fingers on the conference table, "Mr. Blackwood, what do you think?"
Magnus tossed the contract aside, leaned back in his chair, and looked at Juniper, suddenly asking, "My assistant thinks this markup is a bit outrageous. What does Ms. Abbott's assistant think?"
Juniper had intended to play invisible.
But Karen gave her no chance to avoid it, gently nudging her with her elbow, "Quinn, what do you think? Is this price increase reasonable?"
Juniper was very frustrated.
Such a big issue, asking a mere assistant?
But since the heads of both sides dared to ask, why shouldn't she dare to answer?
Juniper straightened her posture and said very seriously, "The new energy vehicle market is booming, and Windsor Group's lithium batteries are continuously improving. SY choosing Windsor Group again must mean they highly recognize the quality of our lithium batteries. As Ms. Abbott just mentioned, this year's R&D investment in new energy is greater than ever before. The cost of better quality products will naturally be higher for the client."
She paused, then added with a smile, "Actually, another electric vehicle company is also in talks with us, but Windsor Group has had a good partnership with SY. The two hundred-dollar increase per unit is a friendly price. After all, we are offering the other company a four hundred-dollar increase per unit."
These words left Karen slightly stunned.
She looked at Juniper's cool and beautiful profile, raising an eyebrow, unable to suppress a smile.
She hadn't expected Juniper, who seemed so cool and serious, to quickly pick up on her excuse to the client and continue to persuade them so earnestly. It was impressive.
Across the table, Magnus watched her intently.
His gaze clearly held a hint of playful amusement, but it also inexplicably carried a sense of pressure, making Juniper feel cornered.
She cleared her throat and continued, "Mr. Blackwood, I think our price increase is reasonable. If you think..."
Before she could finish.
Magnus's gaze locked onto her, his thin lips curving slightly, "It is."
Karen couldn't hide her joy, unscrewing a pen and respectfully handing it over, "Mr. Blackwood, please sign."
Paul, stunned, tried to stop him in a low voice, "Mr. Blackwood, this isn't..."
Appropriate, right?
Before he could finish, Magnus had already grabbed the pen and signed his name with a flourish.
Karen's eyes narrowed with a smile, giving him a thumbs up, "Mr. Blackwood, you're very straightforward."
Magnus let out a light, teasing laugh, looking at Juniper with a meaningful gaze, "Ms. Abbott's assistant seems quite clever. How about showing me around Windsor Group later?"
Juniper was about to say "It's not convenient."
Karen had already patted her shoulder. "Sure, Quinn, show Mr. Blackwood around Windsor Group later. He is our big client, make sure to treat him well."
Juniper took a deep breath, then smiled appropriately, "Okay, Ms. Abbott."
And Karen wasn't done yet.
She took the contract and said to Magnus, "By the way, Mr. Blackwood, since we've signed such a big deal today, let's celebrate at Shilla Hotel tonight..."
She firmly gripped Juniper's shoulder, pausing, "My assistant and I will treat you well. You can also try some of Southern City's specialty dishes."
The implication was clear.
Magnus's gaze remained on Juniper's face, responding lightly, "Alright."
Karen beamed, "Then it's settled. Mr. Blackwood, I have some business to attend to, so I'll take my leave?"
"Sure."
Karen stood up with the contract and documents, then came back to give Juniper's shoulder a firm squeeze, instructing, "Quinn, make sure to treat Mr. Blackwood well. We don't want our client from afar to think Windsor Group isn't hospitable."
Juniper didn't want to speak at all.
"OK?"
Juniper forced a smile, "OK."
That two hundred million dollars "dirty money," shouldn't she get a hundred-million-dollar cut?
The young female assistant sitting to Juniper's right hadn't moved.
Karen frowned and pulled her up, "What are you still sitting there for?"
"Ms. Abbott, I..."
"This has nothing to do with you."
Karen directly brought the young girl away.
Outside the conference room.
The young girl caught up with Karen, blushing, "Ms. Abbott, did Mr. Blackwood have feelings for me just now? When I brushed him with my shoe, he didn't reject me. Can I join the dinner tonight?"
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