Ji's entire board of directors exploded. The old men in the room were so angry that they could do nothing about Ji Ting.
Shangguan Yu laughed and said, "Don't worry, it's just a nursing home and you're not going to live in it, so why are you so nervous?"
Someone was so angry that he slapped the table: "What are you talking about? Tingshen, as the chairman of the Ji family, you must give an explanation to the board of directors."
Ji Ting leaned deeply in his chair and had no intention of speaking.
Shangguan Yu said carelessly: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, Mr. Ji has always been far-sighted and I will pay you a big debt later."
Qian Feifei's father Qian Dong heard this and asked with a smile: "Is there any news from Ting Shen?"
Ji Tingshen then raised his eyes and said expressionlessly: "There is news in the city that the city government will move to the north."
After he finished speaking, a map of Yancheng appeared on the screen, and Lin Yi drew a circle somewhere in the north in red.
Yancheng used to cross from east to west. Since the development of the southern suburbs, everyone thought that the government would focus on developing the south.
Now that the land in the south has been speculated, Ji Tingshen unexpectedly said that the city government would move to the north.
For a moment, everyone in the conference room became excited.
Director Qian was particularly excited. This was not only the excitement of a businessman who sensed a business opportunity, but also the excitement of his father-in-law who became more and more satisfied with his son-in-law.
"Ting Shen, is this news reliable?"
Shangguan Yu said: "It's natural and reliable. The business districts on both the east and west sides of Yancheng have been developed. The south is used as a retirement base, and now the eyes of real estate developers across the country are focused there. Once the bidding conference is over, news from the north will definitely come.
It will spread slowly. So everyone, don't you need to tell Mr. Ji what to do?"
A group of old men left with satisfaction.
Director Qian patted Ji Tingshen's shoulder and said with a smile: "Go back and sit at home. Feifei's mother's hot pot is very hot. Go and have a taste."
Ji Ting smiled deeply: "I've been busy lately, so I'll go when I have time."
Director Qian left extremely satisfied.
Shangguan Yu sneered disdainfully: "These old guys, the way they were at the beginning, they wanted to tear you apart. When they heard that they had made money, they looked at you more lovingly than they looked at their own sons."
Ji Tingshen's face darkened: "I can make more money than their own son, so of course they will marry me."
Shangguan Yu was puzzled: "Didn't you and Cheng Wanci have something to do with each other? Why, you haven't reconciled yet?"
Ji Tingshen's face turned even more ugly.
Reconciliation?
That woman will only hate him even more now.
Qian family.
When Director Qian got home, he asked his servant to prepare a pot of chicken soup and asked Qian Feifei to deliver it to Ji Tingshen.
Qian Feifei said angrily: "I won't go. He doesn't even care about me. Why should I go?"
When she heard that Ji Tingshen gave up the bid for the southern suburbs, the first thing Qian Feifei thought was that Ji Tingshen gave up the project to Cheng Wanci.
Director Qian smiled and said, "You have misunderstood Ting Shen."
Then he told Qian Feifei Ji Tingshen's plan.
"Really?" Qian Feifei jumped up from the sofa happily: "You gave up the southern suburbs because there were better projects, not because of Cheng Wanci?"
Qian Dongyu said earnestly: "The most important thing now is that you have to capture Ting Shen's heart and ask him to divorce Cheng Wanci as soon as possible. You are not young anymore, so don't act like a child all the time."
When it was almost time to get off work, the front desk saw Qian Feifei coming again with her bodyguards.
"Is Mr. Ji off work?"
"Exit, it's time to get off work, but..." the front desk hesitated: "Ms. Qian, the woman from last time is here again."