Carlton pondered for a moment, raised his head and said, "As long as you hand over the exclusive agency rights to me, I guarantee to sell 10,000 barrels per year. If it doesn't reach 10,000 barrels, I will buy 10,000 barrels by myself!"

Drake, looking around, heard the 10,000 barrels of quantity, finally focused his attention.

Nathan, who was filling the wood in the fireplace, heard the 10,000 barrels of quantity, and almost fell to the fireplace and baked himself.

Even Alan, who seemed to be paralyzed in his face, showed surprise on his face.

However, Doug was not very surprised.

Just like people cannot do without clothes, the more modern society is, the more dyes are indispensable.

Not to mention just 10,000 barrels, in Doug's opinion, as long as his dye performance is reasonable, the price is lower than that of natural dyes and the output is stable, it will not have color differences like that of natural dyes. It is possible to have 100,000 barrels a year or 1 million barrels a year.

This dye dealer who monopolized the New England region only gave the conditions to underwrite 10,000 barrels a year, which was simply a joke.

Even though the fireplace had already risen a little, Doug wrapped himself in his coat and said, "Dear Mr. Carlton, your joke is a bit cold."

When Carlton heard Doug's words, he also looked angry, as if Doug was ignorant.

He said with a cold face, "Mr. Doug, I am the largest dye wholesaler in New England and the vice president of the American Printing and Dyeing Association. Your dyes are indeed very good. But if you don't work with me, be careful that no one dares to ask for your dye."

After saying that, he got up and was about to leave.

Seeing Carlton's behavior, Nathan squeezed his hands tighter. He was worried about his boss, worried that his boss would lose his 10,000 barrels a year.

However, Doug saw Carlton standing up and leaving, but he had no intention of standing up at all.

Compared with natural dyes, synthetic dyes are a real dimensional reduction blow.

So what if Carlton is the vice president of the American Printing and Dyeing Association? So what if Carlton is the largest printing and dyeing wholesaler in New England?

Those who are ruthlessly crushed by a car when they are chariots to stop the development of the times will eventually be ruthlessly crushed by the wheels.

This world depends on money and speaks.

Faced with Doug's excellent synthetic dyes, Doug concluded that Carlton was not the only one who wanted to cooperate with him.

even……

Carlton rushed over to cooperate with him, not because he wanted to do a synthetic dye business.

It is very likely that he just wanted to limit the sale of synthetic dyes, so as to take advantage of his current monopoly advantages and continue to sell natural dyes at existing prices.

Wait for a year or two, or longer, and after all the natural dyes in his hands are sold out, he will start selling synthetic dyes.

Doug and his synthetic dyes are a mess for the current dye market. What they mess with is Carlton's game.

Even if the two people did not have conflicts in the Gilbert incident, there was no possibility of cooperation.

Carlton, who seemed to be running fast but was actually not walking fast, was waiting for Doug to stop him.

In his opinion, a child in his teens, no matter how smart he is, is just smart.

Doing business is not about intelligence but about vision.

A primitive society who was extremely smart in throwing him into London to play finance will still lose all his money.

Because the rules were made by Londoners.

Because, an outsider, a marginal person, is almost impossible to know all the information you should know.

For Carlton, who sells hundreds of thousands of barrels of dye a year, ten thousand barrels is not much. Even if a barrel of five dollars is only 50,000 dollars.

However, for a guy who was a little beggar some time ago, I am afraid that if I see tens of thousands of dollars of gold coins together, I am afraid that I will all be mentally broken.

Carlton, who likes to watch operas, always likes to treat himself as a director.

In the business world, he also directed one good show after another.

When he silently recited in his heart, "Three, Two, One" waiting for Doug to call himself.
Chapter completed!