"Journalist friend, please ask your questions first."
The South China Business Daily reporter who was called by Li Jin was overjoyed and lamented that he was lucky to have left behind the mentally retarded Professor Zheng, otherwise he would have missed such a great opportunity.
In the jealous eyes of his colleagues, the reporter asked:
"Mr. Li, is the skyscraper under construction in Shanghai really a property owned by Jinqing Real Estate? Has the name been decided? Is it really aiming to become the tallest building in the world?"
This question represents the voice of the vast majority of journalists.
After all, until now, all the news has been private intelligence, and neither the Skyscraper Engineering Department nor Jinqing Real Estate itself has responded directly to this news.
Li Jin thought for a while and said, "You are right. The skyscraper under construction is indeed the sole property of Jinqing Real Estate."
"The goal from the beginning of its design is to be the tallest building in the world. The data I can disclose is that its design height is 666 meters. It is planned to be initially completed within the year, and its name has also been determined, called World Financial Center."
"For more related news, I will ask Jinqing Real Estate to hold a special briefing later. After all, it is a good thing. Everyone is welcome to come and support me."
Looking at Li Jin, who was surrounded by countless reporters and was being admired by everyone, Ke Cheng's eyes outside the crowd were vicious and fierce.
"Master Ke, do you want me to go over and drive those reporters away? Li Jin is so powerful for nothing." A bodyguard leaned into Ke Cheng's ear and whispered.
With a cold snort, Ke Cheng said with a sinister smile: "Let him be a little proud. How many people are bragging about him now? After the forum is over, he will be ruined and become the object of ridicule. By then, how many people will laugh at him and step on him."
he!"
At this time, Ke Cheng's cell phone rang.
After waving the bodyguards to disperse, Ke Cheng walked to a quiet place and answered the phone.
"Acheng, it's me."
Guan Linlin's voice came from the other end of the phone.
Hearing this voice, Ke Cheng's eyes flashed with passion, and he chuckled: "Linlin, is something wrong?"
Guan Linlin said weakly: "The forum should start now. Is your plan feasible?"
Ke Cheng smiled proudly and said: "Don't worry, this time my dad personally takes action, it will definitely make Li Jin miserable. I dare not say anything else. It will definitely make him a laughing stock. By then, everyone in Shanghai will
I know that Li Jin is just a piece of trash who only looks good."
"Huh, it's only been a year since his Jinqing was founded. How can it be compared to my Baohai International? I don't know how high the world is to come to participate in this forum. The struggle between Huizhou merchants and Chaozhou merchant gangs is also a piece of rubbish like him."
Can you participate?"
"Don't worry, I will definitely teach him a lesson he will never forget."
Guan Linlin's tone was full of joy and admiration, "Acheng, you are really amazing. Of course there will be no problem if you and Uncle Ke work together. I'm very relieved."
"But Li Jin is very cunning and insidious. You must be careful not to be fooled by him. This person is very vicious. If you are not careful, you will be fooled by him."
Ke Cheng sneered and said, "Don't worry, as long as my dad is here, he can't change the world."
"But Linlin, you promised me that after I help you with this matter, you will stay with me for a few days. You may have forgotten this."
"Hey, I hate it. Let's wait until it's done. Why are you so anxious? Can I still run away?"