These words were a bit harsh and the mockery was palpable.
Ji Qingxia was wearing a pink midi skirt, with an embarrassed look on her pretty face, and it was difficult to answer her colleague's words.
After not seeing Jing Gao for three months, he had indeed changed a lot. But she would definitely not believe that Haike Company could rent an office in China World Trade Center Phase 3.
The Grade A office buildings here are some of the best in Beijing, and the rents are also some of the most expensive. They are as high as 1,400/month/square meter.
Ji Qingxia smiled apologetically at her handsome male colleague Yan Zheng, and then said to Jing Gao: "Brother Jing, long time no see. If you're not busy, how about a cup of coffee together?"
Brother Jing's excuse was not good, and Yan Zheng saw it and laughed at him. In her heart, she was still leaning towards Brother Jing. She was surprised by the sudden encounter today. She wanted to rest anyway.
Yan Zheng said unhappily: "Qingxia, although we are having a cup of coffee to rest, we still need to discuss the business of where to rent a luxury car."
The implication is that it is not suitable for people outside the company to follow. It is very repulsive.
Jing Gao couldn't help but smile. Ji Qingxia was still the novice in the workplace. Perhaps her beautiful appearance gave her more room for mistakes in the workplace. Therefore, she had not made any progress after working for more than two years.
He could see that the handsome man "Yan Zheng" was a bit strong, and Ji Qingxia was weak in front of him. Otherwise, she would not have said the introduction of "great talent" just now.
According to this workplace positioning, in fact, after he was "ridiculed", Ji Qingxia should have said goodbye to him and left. In the end, she still wanted to invite him to drink coffee together and reminisce about old times. She acted very "novice".
Of course, it's very humane.
Jing Gao still ignored Yan Zheng and asked Ji Qingxia with a smile: "What's going on?"
Ji Qingxia said: "Brother Jing, the exhibition we are hosting needs to go to the airport and hotel to pick up VIPs next Tuesday. This requires several luxury cars. Isn't this a limited number in the capital? There is still one car that has not been allocated."
Jing Gao nodded and made a gesture: "I will help you with the car matter. Come with me to see the offices in this building and catch up on old times."
Ji Qingxia raised her eyebrows in surprise, and then said with a smile: "Okay." When she and Jing Gao worked on projects together, she had great trust in him. His character is that of a very reliable person.
Yan Zheng was speechless. When others said this, Ji Qingxia believed it so much? Isn't it too easy to deceive?
He stressed to Idaka: "A luxury car must cost at least two million. Maserati is a younger brother. Moreover, the license plate numbers must end in 3 and 8."
Jing Gao glanced at Yan Zheng, ignored him, and said to Xiao Wu, "Let's go."
Yan Zheng looked at the three people walking away, gritted his teeth, and followed them.
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The Guomao Building has a total of 81 floors and houses both hotels and office buildings. It can provide offices, hotels, banquets, conferences, shopping, exhibitions, entertainment and other services.
The doors of the hotel and office buildings are not together, and the elevators are segmented.
Xiao Wu made an appointment with the leasing department of the Guomao Building early, and a staff member took them to the 45th floor to see an 800-square-meter office, and then to the 52nd floor.
Open the door and come in.
The huge office was empty. Tables, chairs, computers, filing cabinets and other office supplies had all been removed. It looked slightly dilapidated.
Standing at the door, you can see the floor-to-ceiling glass curtains on the left and right at a glance, and the sound of the road outside the window can be heard in the distance.
The staff introduced: "This used to be the headquarters of a financial company. It is 2,100 square meters and can accommodate four to five hundred people. If you want to rent it, it needs to be renovated. Next door is a foreign-funded enterprise."
Xiao Wu looked at Jing Gao. This was the one who made the decision.
Jing Gao held his mobile phone, looked at the surrounding environment, and walked in slowly, "Let me take a look."
Ji Qingxia stared blankly at the empty office. It was 2,100 square meters, which was really bigger than she imagined. It was like a square.
Based on the rental price here in Guomao Building, the monthly rent here is 2.94 million.
Ah...ah...
When did Brother Jing become a rich man? Didn't he get a salary of 5k a month from working in Haike?
Yan Zheng pulled Ji Qingxia, who was stunned, glanced at Jing Gao's tall and straight back, and whispered: "Qingxia, this Jing brother is showing off his awesomeness in front of you.
The 800-square-meter office just now was too small for him. Now they bring it directly here. Haha. How much is the monthly rent here?"
Being ignored by this "Brother Jing", he was filled with anger. In addition, Ji Qingxia smiled and chatted with him along the way, reminiscing about old times. He had never been treated like this before, and his heart was burning.
Ji Qingxia was also murmuring in her heart.
At this time, Jing Gao's voice came, "I'll rent the renovated office below. Also, would you like to ask the owner if the property rights on this floor are for sale?"
The staff member's voice suddenly sounded enthusiastic, and he stretched out his hand and said: "Mr. Jing, let's go to the leasing department below to talk."
Looking at Jing Gao and the other two people walking back, Yan Zheng's handsome face was a little stiff.
Ji Qingxia couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter, "Giggle." Yan Zhenggang said that Brother Jing had blown the cowhide, but Brother Jing wanted to buy this floor. How much would it cost?
This is really a slap in the face!
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Several people took the elevator down to the leasing department. Manager Hu from the leasing department invited Jing Gao to sit down in the small living room.
"Mr. Jing, our company is very optimistic about the prospects of the Guomao Tower and has no plans to sell the property rights of the 52nd floor."
Jing Gao didn't hesitate, nodded and said: "Let's talk about the rent."
There is no shortage of tenants in top-notch office buildings like Jingzhong. There is not much room for concessions on rent. The discount is basically one month's rent free.
The final price negotiated was that the rent for an 800-square-meter office on the 45th floor was 1.1 million yuan per month. The rent for a 2,100-square-meter office on the 53rd floor was 2.9 million yuan per month. The rent was 2 to 1. The parking space was 1,500 yuan per month.
The office address can be used to register a company.
Soon, all the procedures were completed.
Jing Gao paid with his card and paid 12 million. He took the contract and was accompanied by Manager Hu from the small living room. Xiao Wu, Ji Qingxia, and Yan Zheng were drinking coffee in the living room outside and chatting quietly.
Seeing the well come out, the three of them stood up one after another.
"Mr. Well."
"Brother Jing."
Yan Zheng's lips moved but no sound came out. He couldn't hold back his face.
Jing Gao smiled and nodded, shook hands with Manager Hu and said goodbye, "Manager Hu, stay. See you later!" He led the three of them out of the leasing department.
After taking the elevator down and outside the lobby on the first floor, Jing Gao used WeChat to transfer 5,000 yuan to Xiao Wu, shook hands with him, and said, "Thank you for your hard work today."
Xiao Wu held Jing Gao's hand with both hands, bent slightly, and said in a low voice: "It's not hard, it's not hard. Then... Mr. Jing, I'll go back first. If you have anything else, you can give me instructions." He came out for an hour and easily earned money.
Five thousand, what else is there to say?
Mr. Jing is very particular! He will be able to show off to his colleagues during lunch later!
Jing Gao watched Xiao Wu off for a while, then looked at the petite and pretty Ji Qingxia.
Ji Qingxia smiled charmingly.
Before she could speak, Yan Zheng, who was looking at her smile with a sour heart, interjected: "Mr. Jing, you won't let us down about the car, right?"
