The bidding meeting was held in a small official-style villa, which was said to be small, but actually covered an area of two hectares.
After exiting the gate, there is a large lawn with lush green grass, surrounded by arc-shaped curves. The Aston Martin was parked on the left, Qingwu happily jumped down the steps, and consciously sat on the passenger seat.
She stood beside her, and sure enough, after a while, Ling Yansen's long and thin arms stretched out, and he opened the car door for her like a gentleman. His dark eyes glowed softly, and he saw her sitting in as a matter of course, and joked, "You have a good memory."
Lao, you know how to use me as a coachman!"
Qingwu stuck out her tongue and said in a naive manner, "I remember the non-human Mr. Ling said that if someone opens the door for me, I can marry a good man in the future."
"Then who am I?" He pouted with interest, his handsome face looking cunning.
"As you said, coachman."
"..."
Ling Yansen's eyes narrowed, she was indeed a vengeful girl.
The Aston Martin quickly disappeared. At this moment, in the Lamborghini parked quietly under the shade of a tree diagonally behind, the driver asked in a low voice, "Mr. Xiao, are you going home now?"
After a long while, Xiao Yixiang looked away. What flashed through his mind was the scene of the two people's tacit understanding of flirting and flirting. He couldn't help but feel depressed. He grinned and a cold laugh came from his nose.
, as if talking to himself, "Ling Yansen, Ling Yansen, I thought you were some kind of good guy, pretending to be a gentleman, and you promised me never to touch her. Now, how much do you remember about your original intention?"
After a pause, he loosened his tie, his eyes became clearer, and he said sadly, "Let's go."
Along the way, Qingwu was as excited as a duck and couldn't shut her mouth. Ling Yansen listened to her talk and laughed without saying a word. He thought that she was really a girl with no ambitions. He thought she was just hanging out in shopping malls and was not a loach.
At least she is a crab. After seeing too many storms, any victory becomes mediocre. But he didn't expect that a little thing could make her show her innocence and no scheming. That was what he had lost a long time ago.
A way to gain happiness.
If she wasn't Duan Fei's daughter, maybe he and her...
He narrowed his eyes and stopped thinking about it.
"...After I received your advice, I quickly asked people to find all the information on the bidding companies, and then screened them one by one. Duan was short of deposit, so I looked for those who had a little money, but had just gone public not long ago, and had good connections.
It is a company that is not very popular and has no patented technology. Then it locked in on Zhangyang Real Estate, which went public half a year ago. I had a frank discussion with their chairman. I said that Duan would be fully responsible for this bidding from project planning to technological innovation.
, as long as they are willing to put up a deposit, after winning the bid, everything will be 73% to 70%. The chairman is also smart and insists on 46%. I don’t agree, but I don’t say it bluntly. I only say that 46% is fine, that part
Some of his skills must be reserved and not disclosed to Zhang Yang Real Estate. In fact, I know that Zhang Yang just wants to take this opportunity to secretly learn some core technologies. As soon as I said it, he knew it was no longer possible, so later, naturally they agreed on a 30-70 split.
Already."
After Qingwu finished speaking, she stared at the handsome profile of the man driving the car, and shook her hair very valiantly. She looked so dull and cute, "How is it? I learned this mouth from you, right?"
Ling Yansen turned around, rarely softened his face, and smiled sincerely, but pursed his lips and pretended to have a serious face, "Just try to do it."
Qing Wu looked at his eyes that were as moist as black grapes, and his eyelashes that were as delicate and delicate as a layer of frost sewn onto his eyelids. She was stunned, and then she made an even more idiotic move.
, the tip of the tongue stuck out of the mouth and slowly slid around the lips.
At that time, the car body shook violently, followed by a sharp and harsh brake sound.
Qingwu was so frightened that she grabbed her seat belt and said, "Ling Yan... Ling Yansen, why are you so crazy? You scared me to death, but luckily I put on a condom..."
The hand holding the steering wheel trembled violently. He was still immersed in the fatal temptation caused by her inadvertent action just now. He turned his face evilly, with a faint red light in his eyes and a rare white tooth.
They were all exposed, blooming under the orange car lights, very dazzling, "What kind of suit?"
After a quiet pause, I heard my neck turning unconsciously, the mechanical creaking of my bones, and then the sound of my forehead pressing against the car window and slamming down.
My heart is tangled and my face is burning. Is it possible?
There was a subtle laughter coming from the side, snorting from the tip of his nose, low and evil, pretending to be forbearing but actually more harsh, his shallow laughter.
She covered her heart and stared, completely entranced by what she heard.
When the phone rang, Ling Yansen stopped the phone with one hand and took it out to look at it. He frowned deeply and put it in his pocket without hanging up, letting the ringing ring.
Qingwu was surprised, and the woman's tangled intuition came out, "There is a call that I can't answer, who is it?"
Ling Yansen took out the key, got out of the car, and opened the door for her, "Go and see if Sister Wu has prepared dinner."
Qing Wu didn't move, but she got the courage to act a little bit out of nowhere, and glared at him with a tigerish face.
Seeing her like that, Ling Yansen couldn't bear to look down for some reason and pushed her, "Business secrets. Do you understand?"
Qingwu turned around reluctantly, carried him on her back, grinned, and skipped out of the parking lot.
Ling Yansen saw her walking away, so he took out his cell phone and called Xiao Yixiang back. His tone was as cold as ice, "I remember I said that I won't contact you through any communication tools."
"I think it is necessary for me to remind you on behalf of my aunt and dead uncle that you are like a stupid donkey who has moved your heart. You are complacent and smug without knowing it!" Xiao Yixiang looked like a ten-year-old in front of Ling Yansen.
A rebellious boy of five or six years old who never bothers to hide his feelings.