After the manager's problem was solved, everyone started talking about business.
"I don't know what your financial problems are. Uncle Wu, please tell me."
Zhang Jun said slowly.
"Brother, you are Lao Yin's friend, right?"
Zhang Wanguo asked Wu Honggang.
"Yes, you two have a debt. Lao Yin asked me to ask you when you are going to pay."
Wu Honggang nodded and replied.
"Do you know what's going on with this account?"
Zhang Wanguo rubbed his palms and looked at Wu Honggang and asked.
When Wu Hong heard his words, he frowned and said nothing.
"Lao Yin and I have been cooperating before. At first he sent me rice, and I paid him according to the account every time, and never defaulted. Later, the quality of his rice became worse and worse. It was obviously Wuchang rice that we had agreed on. He gave me the old rice from the next year. We have been working together for a long time, so I gave him a few words of praise, but he told me that he had some old rice in his hand and it was not easy to sell at the moment. , he asked me to help him sell the rice, and the money could be settled after the rice was sold. In this way, I helped him sell rice for a while, but due to the quality of the goods, my sales were not good. Later, I I just thought about returning the goods to him, but he asked me for money as usual. Brother, tell me whether I should give him the money."
Zhang Wanguo asked with a frown.
"How much money do you owe him? More than 18 million. Is it all from selling rice?" Wu Honggang asked with a smile.
"Ten million is the cash I borrowed from him. You are here today, and I promise you, I can give him this money."
Zhang Wanguo nodded in acknowledgement.
As I listened to their conversation, I was stunned for a moment. I looked at Wu Honggang with gritted teeth and asked in a low voice: "If you don't tell me, are you going to be a thousand years old?" One million is called early one thousand."
"We're talking about business, don't mess with it."
Wu Honggang replied irritably.
"You fucking waited to get out." I gritted my teeth and cursed.
"What about the remaining eight million?"
Wu Honggang asked.
"Brother, I am also open for business. What he gives me is old rice. I give him the price of new rice. Who will pay for my losses?"
Zhang Wanguo thought for a moment and asked in a kind tone.
"Then how much do you think you can give?"
Wu Honggang licked his lips and asked again.
"Brother, I have to say something ugly. Whether you are a person or a businessman, you must first be trustworthy. And most of you business people in the Northeast have no credibility. Logically speaking, I will give you this money. You shouldn't even give him any points, but today, you are here, I'm selling him face, and I'll give you half of the money, okay?"
Zhang Wanguo said something neither soft nor hard.
When Wu Hong heard this, he slowly took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and was thinking about it.
"Uh-huh."
At this moment, Zhang Jun looked at me.
You and I have known each other for so many years, and it goes without saying that we have a tacit understanding with each other. I know that his look in his eyes was actually asking me whether the price Zhang Wanguo gave me was acceptable.
To be honest, when I saw Zhang Jun’s questioning look in my eyes, I felt quite strange.
the reason is simple.
Because if it were Mr. Zhang three years ago, he would never have given me a questioning look. Instead, he would have simply said to Zhang Wanguo: "Eight million, no matter how much I lose."
I vaguely remember that the reason why Zhang Jun and I met was actually because of debt matters.
At that time, just because he had a bill of several hundred thousand, he carried a gun and killed many people.
But why does he now have a touch of softness in his domineering and ruthless character?
In fact, it is very simple to sum up and can be explained in one sentence.
Before the age of thirty, you must build your empire; after the age of thirty, you must learn to enjoy your empire.
Perhaps only he knows how difficult it is for Zhang Jun, who was born into a poor boy, to get to where he is today.
Now, he has achieved his current status in his own way.
Among them, there are too many things worth cherishing.
Wife.
unborn child.
Social status.
A series of factors such as economic reserves are pulling him on the right path.
Including the magical Brother Ming, he also kept brainwashing Zhang Jun, and began to teach him, make friends, and teach him how to do business.
It seems that our gentleman's lifestyle has begun to change.
But I think this does not mean that he starts to be restrained in everything he does, because once a person's character is formed, it is difficult to change.
But what makes me happy for him is that he understands responsibility, care, and enjoyment of life.
This is a good thing for brothers.
What I want to see is a Zhang Jun with flesh and blood.
is a person.
Rather than being a desperado and a murderer who just ignores him when he gets excited.
Hope, my judgment is correct.
I also hope that this God of War can truly seal the sword.
Go and enjoy the days ahead.
Hope, everything I hope is right
Back to business.
After Zhang Jun gave me a questioning look, I dragged my chin and looked at Wu Honggang, who was pretending to be thoughtful.
The reason why Wu Honggang is pretending to be meditative is because without the name Zhang Jun, this account is basically a dead account. Wu Honggang is in Chongqing, and it will definitely be difficult to get him back.
Therefore, I think that before Wu Hong came, he had a precaution in mind. He was so cunning and cunning that he would never think that he could pay the full amount of the debt.
So now, Zhang Wanguo promised him 14 million, which definitely exceeded Wu Honggang's expectations. Therefore, he was already very happy at this moment, and his face looked pensive, and he was definitely pretending to be B there.
Time passes minute by minute.
Wu Honggang lit up a cigarette, took two deep puffs of it melancholy, then turned to look at Zhang Jun, smiled, and gave him a look.
This look told Zhang Jun that fourteen million is enough, so I will continue.
"hehe."
Zhang Jun smiled, thought for a second, and then spoke to Zhang Wanguo.
But at this moment, Li Ning, who had been silent, scratched his nose, threw the lighter on the table, and opened his mouth and said: "For the debt of 18 million, you will pay back 14 million. Why is your money so valuable?"
"brush."
Everyone was stunned and looked at Li Ning.
"hehe."
Li Ning stood up slowly, put one hand in his pocket and said: "Damn it, my brother and the others came, and all four of them were injured. I didn't ask you for an explanation, why are you still here?" Big mouth, I pressed down four million, do you want to have a good talk?"
Everyone was speechless.
"Bang."
Zhang Wanguo looked at Li Ning, frowning and leaning on the chair.
"Snapped."
Li Ning took a sip of water from the cup, then threw the empty cup directly on the table, lowered his head and said lightly: "I don't care about other people, but here, if you give me fourteen hundred, it will definitely not work."
Mr. Jun is full.
Who is still hungry?
Yes, that's right, Emperor Ning is still hungry.
His today is exactly Zhang Jun’s yesterday seven years ago.
The difference is that one is very reasonable and the other is never unreasonable.