Chapter 60: No Choice at All
“Armani is my hard work. A year ago, it was worth even $40 million. And, it has a broad prospect and a future.”
"Your request is too much."
Perhaps it was because of the shock and anger of George Armani. Before the translation was completed, An Hui-Hoji stood up and gave him a ninety-degree apology.
“Ardea said &…%%&*”
“Mr. Armani, I highly recognize Armani’s position in clothing department stores.
Before coming, we have investigated all the stores and production companies of Armani, as well as Valentino, Versace, Planda and Moscino.
After professional evaluation by our team, we unanimously agreed that Armani is the first in the Italian clothing department store industry.
But as you said, the valuation of $40 million was a year ago.
Based on what we know from banking institutions, we believe that Armani's current valuation should be $13 million.
Versace's valuation is about $10 million.
Valentino's valuation is about $11 million.
Planda is about eight million dollars.
Our plan is to build the No. 1 Department Store into a world-class well-known brand, so the first one we found was Armani, because we think that Mr. Armani, you have more vision and ambitions and have our capital injection. I believe that Armani's market size will soon expand several times than it is now.
Please believe in our sincerity. This is a very fair price and a good start for both of us to cooperate fairly to create the No. 1 Department Store.”
“……”
Threat, naked threat.
Armani and Versace, as well as Valentino and Planda, are all taking the high-end route and have a competitive relationship with each other. It can be imagined that if Armani faces a financial crisis, any of these companies will have the opportunity to eliminate, swallow and suppress other brands.
Don't agree?
So sorry, we will invest in other companies to defeat you.
In an instant, George Armani's face turned pale.
An Hui-Hoji's eyes were extremely honest and his attitude was very humble and gentleman, but the meaning in his words was extremely despicable.
"I would never sell Armani at this price. You don't know its value and potential at all. This is a huge insult to me."
"That's right."
An Hye-Hoji straightened up and tidied his clothes that had been wrinkled because of his bow.
"Mr. Armani, I don't think there is anything that is lost in this price. Where do you think the value of the Armani brand is?"
"My creativity and design, it is unique. And, my sister rosanna �
As if looking at an idiot, George Armani looked at An Hye-Hoji sarcastically and pointed his head with his fingers.
The translation words made An Hye-Hoji raise his eyebrows. He looked at George Anima, who looked angry and sarcastic, and stretched out a finger and shook it.
"Creative? It is indeed priceless. But please be honest. Your creative design is really too behind."
"We have investigated. The shaping of the brand of Anima is mainly the star effect brought by the packaging of Ling Mei's supermodel identity. That is to say, in addition to the trendy design style, its greatest added value is the social circle and the celebrity effect. So, Mr. Anima, compared with Mr. Akiyama, what is Ling Mei's social circle worth?"
"What will happen if Mr. Akiyama appears at a presidential exchange meeting in his outfit you designed?"
"What effect will Mr. Akiyama bring about wearing the clothes you designed and appearing at a financial giant exchange meeting?"
"Another assuming. What effect will happen if Mr. Kennan Akiyama's female companion wears the clothes you designed and appears at the top social meeting?"
“…”
"Sorry. Mr. Jiannan Akiyama, also known as Mr. Jiannan Shen. You should know his noble identity."
George Anima was completely confused.
His greatest pride in his life was his creativity and inspiration in design, but this pride was shattered in the face of reality. What does her sister's supermodel identity, which is something that is considered in front of people like Akiyama Jiannan.
To put it bluntly, if that bastard wants to, he can make all supermodels lick from their toes to their necks like they serve God.
"Mr. Armani. If you want, your design will become the world's top luxury."
If you don't want to, then sorry, Armani will disappear from this world.
Ah Hye-Hoji said only half of his words, but how could George Armani not hear it?
Since No. 1 Department Store can come up with such design drawings that surpass the present and even he dared not imagine, it would be a piece of cake to defeat Armani and steal Armani's market.
Suddenly, George Armani's eyes lit up, and he looked at An Hye-Hoji tightly, as if a drowning man had caught a floating straw, full of hope.
“Where did these ideas and designs come from? Which master did they come from?”
How could I know?
An Hui-Hoji was thrusting in his heart, but he still answered this question.
"You have seen it just now. These are the creativity of Mr. Kennan Akiyama. As for design, he naturally won't do any designs with his noble status. He asked several designers to complete them according to his creativity."
Creativity from a capitalist, a financial giant!
George Armani was hit so hard that he almost fell to the ground. He looked at An Hye-Hoji in disbelief, his eyes full of disbelief.
"He, how is this possible?"
"Mr. Armani, you absolutely must, will I lie about such a small matter?"
"How long did it take him in total?"
The hard work that top masters in any field needs to be put into is something that ordinary people cannot imagine. In addition to talent and hard work, they also require continuous persistence.
Innovate in failure and make breakthroughs in pressure.
Over time, self-pride and arrogant are taken for granted, because all achievements are the result of their perseverance and hard work.
Although An Hui-Hoji is not a master, he has been so sophisticated that he doesn’t understand a person’s psychological changes.
So, he actually sympathizes with the famous European design master in front of him.
That dazed and stupid look was like a person who was completely defeated by reality, just like the friend he killed himself when all his wealth turned into ashes.
Looking at George Armani's hopeful eyes, An Hui-Hoji couldn't bear to say a few words.
Chapter completed!