Jiang and his entourage walked into the presidential suite of a top luxury hotel, lay down on the bed, and breathed a long sigh of relief. He could hardly sleep at night after running around for five consecutive days. As soon as he lay down, the phone rang. He looked at the number and hurriedly asked
: "How's the situation?"
"...Yi Xiangxi has completely lost his fighting spirit. He is about to collapse. He didn't attend yesterday's meeting at all. He was looking for famous French doctors to treat his daughter. I think he was simply absent-minded..."
Jiang Yixing took off his gold-rimmed glasses, with a smile on his face. He sat up, picked up a glass of top-quality red wine and drank it down in one gulp. Then he smiled and said: "Good job, continue to pay attention to his every move, pay attention,
Even if it is a very minor situation, you must report it to me..."
"Yes, I will definitely live up to Mr. Jiang's high expectations."
Jiang Yixing hung up the phone, and the smile on his lips deepened. Thinking of his father's words, it turned out that Jiang was still too old, and Yi Xiangxi's every move was indeed completely under his father's control. It turned out that Yi Xiangxi persisted regardless of the child's condition.
Going to France to negotiate was a bit of a surprise to him, but even though
Guanyi Xiangxi's behavior in the past few days is really that of a foolish king, who completely ignores the overall situation for the sake of his children's personal relationship. It is even hard for him to imagine that a grown man, the chairman of a group, would put aside such an important matter for the sake of his child's illness.
The project is related to the life and death of the group and the future - no matter what!
Yi Xiangxi, Yi Xiangxi, have you gone crazy, or have I overestimated you before?
Just then, the phone rang again, and he answered it with an unbelievable tone: "What? Dad, why are you here in person?"
"Come to my room right away."
Jiang and his party did not dare to neglect and jumped up.
It was also a top-notch hotel, but Jiang Heng only stayed in a room at the basic price of the hotel, which was far less luxurious and enjoyable than his son's presidential suite. This was also his practice, and he had done it every time he went on a business trip for many years.
When Jiang and his party entered the door, they saw their father sitting on a chair and leaning on a cane. He was a little confused and said sarcastically: "Dad, why didn't you tell me in advance? How about we change rooms..."
Jiang Heng said lightly: "Sit down and talk."
Jiang and his party sat down sideways and said respectfully: "Dad, why are you here too? I've settled most of the things here, so you don't have to worry too much."
Jiang Heng's crutches hit the ground lightly: "Yi Xiangxi and France have signed a letter of intent for investment earlier. Although the letter of intent has no legal effect and can be modified at any time, all the terms have been listed at the beginning. The huge and
It’s unimaginably complicated. Although we have done a lot of work these days, it is nothing more than setting up a few obstacles for Yi Xiangxi. What will happen in the end, I really can’t rest assured if I don’t go there myself..."
Only then did Jiang and his party realize that his father's attention to this project had completely exceeded his imagination. You must know that when acquiring land in China, no matter how important the occasion is, no matter how large the amount is, even if his father operates it remotely,
But he never takes action personally. This time, it is really not easy to ask his father, who is over seventy years old, to do it himself. It may even be his last attempt to close the mountain.
"I have a secret meeting with the chairman of the French group at seven o'clock tonight. You come with me."