Ji Zimo didn't care about that. He had been in business for so many years and he had never encountered any troubles that he had to use money to settle.
Isn’t it just a piece of broken land? If 100 million doesn’t work, just 200 million. If you don’t believe it, they won’t sell it!
So Ji Zimo went into battle personally and talked to the Gao clan.
A few hours later, Ji Zimo sat back in the car with a sullen face. As soon as the door closed, he punched the seat hard.
The secretary was too frightened to say anything. The Gao clan members just said that Ji Zimo used money to buy land just to humiliate them.
Can the ancestral hall of our ancestors be measured with money? Not to mention that the Gao family was once a famous family, even a small family would not allow you to do this!
Not to mention 200 million, so what if it’s 2 billion, if you say you won’t sell it, you won’t sell it.
Their categorical refusal made Ji Zimo realize that the deal could not be negotiated.
He thought that pinching the snail with three hands would be a sure thing, but now something went wrong. How could he not be angry?
But what can I do if I get angry again?
If the Gao clan is unwilling to sell their ancestral temple, he will not be able to get the painting.
After a while, seeing that Ji Zimo's expression softened a little, the secretary cautiously said: "Chairman, how about I see if I can find a relationship to talk to them?"
"It's nonsense! People have already said that even if we pay two billion, we won't sell it. How can we negotiate?" Ji Zimo cursed, thought for a while, and said with a stern face: "Go to Rongcheng!"
"Rongcheng?" The secretary thought for a moment and then understood what he was going there for.
When Ji Zimo came to Jiang Zhihao to buy paintings, he had told his secretary about this.
But you refused someone’s help before, and now you’re going back to him. Isn’t it a bit embarrassing?
They say a good horse never turns back. After all, he is a rich man with a net worth of tens of billions, so he has to worry about his face.
After hesitating for a while, the secretary gave up reminding Ji Zimo about this, because he knew that the chairman was determined to get the painting. Even if it was embarrassing, he must get it!
At this time, Ji Zimo said again: "Call Ding Jiapeng and ask him to bring a gift and apologize to Mr. Jiang!"
The secretary had a strange look on his face. The story of Ding Jiapeng had already been closed. Now that Ji Zimo was bringing up the old matter again, he obviously felt that it was not good-looking to go back so suddenly.
Since you want to be embarrassed, you might as well let Ding Jiapeng be embarrassed first to put him at the bottom.
After paying a moment of silence to the general manager of the branch, the secretary honestly called Ding Jiapeng and informed him of the chairman's instructions.
After listening to the content of the phone call, Ding Jiapeng was about to explode with anger.
Originally, my son had no place to vent his anger after being beaten like this, and now you ask him to apologize to Jiang Zhihao. Are you not pushing me into a pit of fire?
However, how dare he disobey the chairman's instructions. No matter how unhappy he felt, he could only do what he was told.