Dong Qingyun, who has always had a bad temper, couldn't save his face. He would rather cut off contact with Jiang Zhihao than beg a young man in a lowly manner.
What's more, it was not him who did this, but his son.
Is it my son's fault to let me show off my face?
Dong Qingyun agreed with the secretary's statement.
Isn't he just a fortune teller? What's the big deal, I don't care! If you're not in the right place, you're not in the right place!
Thinking of this, Dong Qingyun's inner unhappiness and pressure also reduced a lot.
In the afternoon, Dong Qingyun was sitting in the office, listening to the business director's report.
"Our Penghu Bay project is currently progressing smoothly. We are already conducting post-production publicity work and have obtained pre-sale licenses for five buildings. Sales will begin next week. According to forecasts, the cost of this project is consistent with the budget.
About the same, the final profit should reach about 300 to 400 million," Business Director Hui reported.
"Very good, you did a good job this time. When the market opens, everyone will get a bonus!" Dong Qingyun said with a smile on his face. The worries of the morning have disappeared at this moment.
He even hummed a ditty because of it. What could be more enjoyable than making money?
At this time, the secretary walked in and said: "Chairman, Mr. Li is here and said he has something important to discuss with you."
"Mr. Li? Li Bing?" Dong Qingyun was slightly surprised. After thinking about it, he said to the business director and others: "Let's go here first. I'll talk to someone later."
Then, he asked his secretary to bring Li Bing over.
When Li Bing arrived here, he saw the business director and others leaving, and saw Dong Qingyun smiling, so he asked: "It seems that Mr. Dong's real estate project is making good progress. I heard that it will be launched soon?"
"Mr. Li is very well-informed. The market will open next week. How about I leave you two sets?" Dong Qingyun asked with a smile.
"Two sets? Mr. Dong underestimated my appetite. I want them all." Li Bing also laughed.
Dong Qingyun was startled, then laughed, thinking Li Bing was joking: "Mr. Li is really funny, come and sit down, I wonder what brought Mr. Li here today? Isn't it because of that Mr. Jiang? I'm not
Have you told Mr. Nie that I was too modest with Mr. Jiang and he didn’t accept it? I have no choice but to let it go. If he wants any compensation, just come to me. Why bother asking Mr. Li?
Come forward."
Seeing Dong Qingyun's indifferent expression, Li Bing sneered in his heart, no wonder Jiang Zhihao insisted on dealing with him.
Your son beat someone like this, even if he didn't visit him sincerely, and he still acted like he was in love with everyone. If Jiang Zhihao saw him like this, he would probably have the intention to kill.
Thinking of this, the guilt in Li Bing's heart also eased a lot. She turned her head and looked at it, and then said to her secretary: "Please close the door, and please leave this place and inform anyone not to leave before getting permission."
Enter this office."
Dong Qingyun was also aware of Li Bing's strong style. Seeing the questioning look from his secretary, he nodded and said, "Do as Mr. Li said."
After the secretary left, Dong Qingyun smiled and said: "Mr. Li's title of Iceberg Goddess is so well-deserved that even I am a little scared. I wonder if it is so mysterious. What important thing is it talking about? I think it is definitely not the case.
Mr. Jiang’s compensation should not be worthy of Mr. Li’s caution.”