Is the bureau undergoing renovations? When Chen Qingyun returned to work at the Publishing Bureau, it was already Friday. He was still more than 100 meters away from the office, and there were many workers knocking down the tower-like wall stacks at the top of the building.
"Qingyun, something big happened in the bureau." As soon as he entered the door, Kong Xiangqing leaned into Chen Qingyun's ear and said, "Director Wang Qi is dead."
Chen Qingyun was shocked: "He's dead, what happened?"
Kong Xiangqing said: "I heard it was an electric shock. The light bulb in his home was broken. He was shocked when he replaced the light bulb. Director Wang Qi is an old leader of the Publishing Bureau and is very popular. The atmosphere in the agency these days is very strange."
"Households use low-voltage electricity. Changing a light bulb can electrocute someone? Impossible, unless he has a heart disease or something like that." Chen Qingyun said puzzled, and then asked: "Why didn't anyone notify me that day?
Is there a memorial service?"
"I paid the gift for you. The director said that you were having a meeting outside, so he didn't tell you." Kong Xiangqing said mysteriously: "It has spread in the bureau, saying that the building of the Press and Publication Bureau has bad feng shui and the building has just been built.
Well, before we could move, the deputy director in charge of infrastructure contracted lung cancer and died. More than a year after the move, the "Going Abroad" magazine incident occurred, and the director was dismissed. Now he is director Wang, who also died of an abnormality. Director Wang's health is very bad.
Okay, his death was certainly strange."
Chen Qingyun said nonchalantly: "How could such a thing happen? It's just a coincidence."
"Did you see the building is under construction?"
"Is this also related to Feng Shui?" Chen Qingyun was surprised.
Kong Xiangqing pouted: "I heard that Director Fan invited an expert to the bureau. The expert said that the nine wall stacks on the top of the building are like nine coffins. If they are not knocked down, something will happen to the nine bureau leaders. He said this,
Everyone thinks it's a bit like that. The entire exterior wall of the building is covered with white tiles. Only the pencil-shaped, pointed wall stacks are made of red tiles. I don't know which designer made them.
Harm people.”
Chen Qingyun didn't take this matter to heart, but when he went to Zeng Zheng's office to go on a business trip, he saw that the people in the bureau had weird expressions, as if they were really smelly. When Zeng Zheng saw Chen Qingyun, he was also absent-minded.
, I briefly greeted Chen Qingyun, but couldn’t cheer up.
Chen Qingyun told Faye Wong about the agency, and Faye Wong couldn't stop laughing: "My grandpa often said: The noise of walking makes all ghosts afraid. I think these people have ghosts in their hearts, that's why they are so scared. Are you afraid?"
?"
"When I hear what you say, I don't even dare to admit it even if I'm scared."
Faye Wong glanced at him: "Is it strange that you are scared? Let's not talk about these disgusting things. I come all the way to accompany you, what can I do to entertain you?"
Chen Qingyun said with a smile: "In your eyes, I must be more powerful than a ghost. Then let's have some fun and go eat Western food today."
"That's pretty much it." Faye Wong happily pulled Chen Qingyun away, turned around and said loudly to Qiao Yue: "Auntie, let's go out to eat, don't wait for us."
The two of them left the community and strolled slowly along the tree-lined road beside the lake. This is the greenest street in Chengdu, with tall camphor trees covering the entire road.
"This is it, the environment is very good." Chen Qingyun pointed to a glass door with flashing neon lights on the roadside. Faye Wong raised her head and glanced: "Zhenliu Cafe, what a strange name, do you have any explanation?"
"Zhenliu is a chain store, I don't know what it means. Let's go in."
The two chose a booth near the window, and each ordered two pounds of mature steak, a fruit salad, and two juices.
The waiter looked at it strangely and thought: These are two students, and they may have never eaten Western food. So she gently reminded: "Sir, two pounds of steak is a lot, and you may not be able to finish it."
"It doesn't matter, just place your order." Chen Qingyun had a good impression of this waiter: This is the quality that high-quality service should have. If he were not afraid of shocking the world, he would still want to order four or five kilograms of steak.
Chen Qingyun looked at Faye Wong's flowery smiling face quietly, immersed in this warm atmosphere. Faye Wong smiled and said: "Does it look good? Isn't it worse than the beauties around you?"
Chen Qingyun grabbed Faye Wong's soft and boneless hand: "Xiao Fei, whether others are beautiful or not has nothing to do with us. I just like this, holding your hand and enjoying our life."
The two stared at each other, said some blushing words, and slowly tasted the steak and fruit, as if they were the only ones in the world.
Chen Qingyun got up and went to the bathroom. When he returned to his seat, he felt two familiar smells. He used the Yin and Yang Separation and Qi Watching Technique and found Fan Jingqing and Wang Ling sitting in a booth covered by a curtain and talking softly. He didn't want to
Inquiring into other people's secrets, he slowly withdrew his own perceptions. Unexpectedly, the conversation between four or five people behind him aroused his interest.
"His son gambled in Jiangkou and lost seven to eight million, and he owed a huge gambling debt. He was really a prodigal. The old man was anxious to get cash to pay off his son's debt, so he had to sell the shopping mall on Yushen Avenue."
"The location of his shopping mall is good. It covers an area of more than 20 acres. You can buy it for more than ten million yuan without losing money. Mr. Jiang, you can make a move."
"Don't say anything, just look at my face." A young man's arrogant voice sounded: "If he doesn't look for me, who else can he look for?"
At this time, an old man with a sad face came into the coffee shop, and the person behind him shouted: "Mr. Wen, we are here."
The old man passed by Chen Qingyun and sat down behind him: "Mr. Jiang, have you discussed it? I can't wait long."
"Nine million, fixed price. If you agree, we will seal the deal." The young man said forcefully: "On the ground in Chengdu, it is the right thing for you to find me. I am not trying to trick you."
The old man whispered: "Mr. Jiang, please add a little more. I am really in trouble. Also, can you raise the money within three days? I need to settle it all at once. Please forgive me."
"I, Mr. Jiang, am the most generous person. I will give you another million, rounded up. My family is short of everything except money." After saying that, the young man stood up and shouted: "Boss, come here.
"
The boss heard the shouting and trotted over in a hurry: "Sir, what are your orders?"
Mr. Jiang's voice spread throughout the cafe: "I'm treating you tonight, and all the guests in the cafe will take their orders and eat and drink as they please." Then he lowered his head and said, "Mr. Wen, how about it, be bold, this is my style
.”
People around him said one after another: "Master Jiang is really extraordinary."
At this time, Chen Qingyun didn't want to stay any longer because of Fan Jingqing's presence, and was settling the bill with the waiter. Hearing Mr. Jiang's voice, the waiter said softly: "Sir, if someone pays the bill, don't pay."
Chen Qingyun waved his hand: "Collect the money, I don't need anyone else to pay."
Unexpectedly, before the young man sat down, he happened to see Chen Qingyun paying the bill. He came over and said unhappily: "Brother, I have already paid for all the bills, so you don't have to worry about it. You can go on your own."
Chen Qingyun ignored him and said nothing, and handed the money to the waiter. The waiter gave Mr. Jiang a troubled look and prepared to take Chen Qingyun's money back to the bar.
"Don't move." Mr. Jiang stopped the waiter, and then said to Chen Qingyun: "Brother, give me some face, my family is very rich anyway."
"No matter how rich your family is, it has nothing to do with me. How can I make you pay the bill when I go out to spend money?" Chen Qingyun was a little angry: "Waiter, hurry up and settle the bill."
"My family is the richest man in Chengdu. It's so difficult to make a purchase. It's really weird." He turned around and said loudly: "Mr. Wen, I'll add another two million to your shopping mall. It's okay if you're a bastard and don't give me face.
I don’t believe it, you have money and you can’t spend it.”
Seeing Chen Qingyun being humiliated, Faye Wong said softly: "Qingyun, this is a typical hippie, this kind of person is not worth caring about." Unexpectedly, Chen Qingyun's words sounded in her ears at the same time: "Xiao Fei, make an offer, compete, sixteen million.
"
This sentence can only be heard by Faye Wong. It turns out that when Chen Qingyun attacked the third floor, he realized the method of "condensing energy into needles". Later, after repeated pondering, he practiced "beaming sounds into threads", which should be the same as in martial arts novels.
"Transmitting sound into the secret" is similar.
"Mr. Wen, I want your shopping mall, sixteen million." Faye Wong had no doubts about Chen Qingyun's words and stood up to make an offer to the old man.
"Eighteen million." Mr. Jiang blushed and paid for Yao'ezi, anger rushing to his forehead.
If it weren't for Mr. Jiang's rude words, Chen Qingyun would never have thought of intervening. Since Mr. Jiang is so tyrannical, he can't be blamed. Chen Qingyun is familiar with the shopping mall on Yushen Avenue. If Mr. Wen really wants to sell,
Chen Qingyun really didn't want to let go of this opportunity.
"Twenty-two million." Faye Wong continued to bid.
"Twenty-eight million." Mr. Jiang followed closely.
"You go ahead and play, we won't follow you." After saying that, Faye Wong sat down and simply stopped leaving to see how Mr. Jiang would deal with the situation.
Mr. Jiang was dumbfounded now. His father had authorized him for 18 million yuan, which exceeded 10 million yuan. It would be strange not to deal with him.
His followers were also dumbfounded, how could such a thing happen.
The happiest thing was that the sad old man didn't expect to meet such a rich person in this small cafe. But could those two young men and women have so much money? No matter, Mr. Jiang is already here
The amount came to 28 million, which was 12 to 3 million more than he expected.
"What are you messing around with? Do you have that much money? If you are making random prices, be careful I will sue you for fraud." Mr. Jiang yelled angrily, and then said to the old man: "Mr. Wen, what you just said cannot count, they are
You are fighting with me."
Faye Wong said contemptuously: "If you don't have money, don't show off. If you suspect that we don't have money, you can quit."
"Wen always wants a one-time payment, you have to think clearly." Mr. Jiang still didn't believe that Faye Wong was really rich.
Faye Wong ignored him and said to the old man: "Mr. Wen, come to the Municipal Real Estate Bureau on Monday. You bring all the information and hire a notary. We will verify that it is correct and sign the contract that day. After the contract is signed, the 22 million yuan will be cashed immediately
.”
"Don't get me wrong, it's 28 million." Mr. Jiang regretted it and said to Faye Wong with bad intentions.
Faye Wong said disdainfully: "That's the price you paid. If you accept the price, I can choose to withdraw."
At this time, Mr. Jiang decided that Faye Wong was bluffing: "Okay, I'm quitting. If you are trying to cause trouble, see how I deal with you." He waved to his followers: "Let's go, let Old Man Wen regret it."
The old man sat next to Chen Qingyun: "Sir, do you really want to buy my shopping mall?" He still couldn't believe it, these two people were too young.
"Old man, don't worry, we will do what we say. This is Mr. Wang, the chairman of Yanjing Tai'an Real Estate Co., Ltd. and Ziwei Computer Co., Ltd., you can check." Chen Qingyun knew that Mr. Wen would not rest assured, so he said directly
Faye Wong's identity has been changed. These two companies have not affected Chengdu, but with Mr. Wen's economic status, he will not have no friends in Yanjing, so it is easy to implement.
Mr. Wen thought to himself that maybe it was a family business, so he asked again: "Can you make the decision for such a large amount?"
Chen Qingyun smiled and said: "This is her own property and has nothing to do with the family. She can definitely keep her word." Then she wrote down her phone number: "This is my phone number. Please keep it. Tomorrow afternoon, Yan
A team from Beijing will come over to discuss the details of the transaction with you."
The old man was shocked, and it took him a while to come to his senses. He knew that there was really hope for the matter to be accomplished, so he also left his phone number with Chen Qingyun.
After the old man left, Faye Wong asked in confusion: "Qingyun, aren't you angry, do we really want that shopping mall?"
Chen Qingyun patted Faye Wong's little hand: "Xiao Fei, don't worry, I'm not that shallow. I threw away more than 20 million for a second-generation ancestor. That second-generation ancestor didn't really understand that the land was very valuable. More than 30 million was not worth it."
Value." After developing the Ziwei Grand Theater project, Chen Qingyun knows how much potential there is for commercial real estate in the center of the city.
"Great, why don't I take charge of this project and I can be with you more often." Faye Wong is not as interested in the project as Chen Qingyun. In fact, she only went to the company because of Chen Qingyun, otherwise
If so, Yu Ya will always stick to Chen Qingyun.
Chen Qingyun was immersed in the shopping mall project on Yushen Avenue and did not notice that when Chen Qingyun stood up to pay the bill in the coffee shop, someone paid attention to him.
Fan Jingqing witnessed the whole process of this matter. He did not expect that Chen Qingyun would be so generous. Judging from the situation, although his girlfriend was bidding, the actual manipulation must be Chen Qingyun. How could such a little trick be hidden?
For an old fox like Fan Jingqing, at this moment, he made a decision in his heart and suddenly felt relieved.