Juli Marketing Company, conference room.

Li Guanhai looked at his twenty or thirty subordinates, carefully reading his plan, and patiently waiting for their opinions.

"Mr. Li, the price of these twenty-one machines per month is only three or four months. Not many Internet cafes in the central city will agree. They are now open 24 hours a day, how can they have time to stop the machines?

Taitai has to reset the hardware recovery card, but people really don’t care about this small amount of money.”

A starry-eyed young man with sharp eyebrows read the plan in his hand and said bluntly: "This piece of land allocated to me has no guarantee that my family has negotiated!"

"Twenty is not enough for you, but I have fifteen. Who should I cry to?"

Opposite him was a fat young man with a round face, making a face like a bitter gourd.

"Xiong Changji, how about we change? In your Putuo area, I guarantee that we can get 70% of the price!"

"Haha, Yan Ye, Mr. Li is giving you the burden of blowing up the bunker. I can't bear it."

"I paid ten yuan a piece and you haven't said anything yet?"

"You are almost at the border of Gusu in Jiading. Ten yuan is not enough?"

"Yan Bian, Gusu, can you try it for ten yuan?"

"You are just arguing. Are the urban area of ​​Gusu and the suburbs of the counties and cities below the same concept?"

"That's it!"

Hearing Li Guanhai speak, several of his subordinates stopped arguing.

"Yan Bian, just go ahead and negotiate for 20 yuan. If you can't negotiate with both of us, it's no problem. If we can negotiate for one, we will give your team a commission of 20 yuan.

Xiong Changji, in your Putuo area, you have to achieve 70 to 80 percent, and don't exceed it. You get a commission of 10 yuan for each unit. If you can't do it, just say it and I will replace it.

Qiao Zhongde, ten yuan is a lot in Jiading. If we negotiate for a unit, we will get a commission of ten yuan, up to 60%. I won’t pay more.

Deng Jiamei, over there at Jinshan—"

Li Guanhai quickly issued the order, and after finishing the explanation, he added: "When you were talking, you made it clear that Dong Jisi, the eldest son of Dong Zhichong of the Dong family, was doing it. The Dong family is very wealthy and has no shortage of money. The renewal period is conservatively estimated to be seven or eight months."

"Yes~"

"But what's the point, saying that no one will take care of you? What are you afraid of? If it really doesn't reach seven or eight months in the future, we will say that the Dong family will not renew it, and we can't be blamed! There are also Wan Dongliang and Chu Qing.

Ling, Min Ruzhen, your posters, banners, and small gifts must be of good quality and exquisite, and your quotation must be high. You must give me a budget tomorrow afternoon,——"

Li Guanhai looked around at his subordinates: "Don't do too little or too much of the tasks assigned to you. As long as you control them well, the seven or eight months or even more I just spent were not without purpose. Moreover, this million

It’s just a beginning.”

A group of subordinates immediately understood what Li Guanhai meant, and they couldn't help exchanging understanding looks with beaming faces.

There is no doubt that it is the Chinese New Year, and I have finally caught a fat sheep and am going to slaughter it slowly.

——

Saturday morning, seven thirty-eight.

At this time, the eight girls in the 317 girls dormitory in Building 9, except for Kong Na who loves to sleep in, the other seven little sisters have all gotten up, washed and put on makeup, and dressed themselves up beautifully.

Get ready to go shopping and have a fulfilling and enjoyable weekend.

"Buzz——"

A dull roar suddenly came in from the half-open window.

This sound is roughly a mixed ensemble of mechanical vibratos of several frequencies, ranging from majestic lows, light neighing, and suppressed roars.

"What sound?"

"What?"

The girls in dormitory 317 all looked surprised.

Shang Lingli opened the window and looked outside, "Wow!" she exclaimed: "So many luxury cars!"

"Chi~"

Tang Qin, who had just taken off her long johns and was going to wear only a pair of stovepipe pants, had a sneer on her face: "How many luxury cars come here all the time when we are in Fuzhou University?"

"Especially in the journalism department and the dance club, they are a bunch of idiot rich second-generation idiots who only care about the bad guys!"

Peng Bijun became angry when he said this.

"No, this time is different. In the past, all the cars were sports cars, but this time none of them were sports cars. The ones who came down were all uncle-level, and they all looked like bosses. Well, there were also two young men, who looked so vulgar.

"

"Ling ring ring~"

Xia Wenzhuo's cell phone rang.

"dad."

"Daughter, I'm downstairs, along with your brother, uncle, Uncle Tao, Uncle Ji, Uncle Niu, and Uncle Liu."

Xia Wenzhuo knew who the uncle and the wretched young man Shang Lingli was talking about.

"Why don't you tell me and I'll come down."

"Your Uncle Pei will lead the team. We were in Kunshan yesterday to talk about an introduction project. This morning I was going to take your Uncle Liu to the mountain city for inspection. Your brother said you wanted to buy a car, so we just came to visit your school.

For your reference."

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Xia Wenzhuo put on a coat and went downstairs, where he saw his father, brother, uncle, Pei Xuezhe's father, Pei Pingjiang, and several of his business friends talking and laughing.

A row of new Phaeton, BMW, Cayenne, Mercedes-Benz, Cadillac and Porsche commercial vehicles are parked on the roadside.

And a Santana that looks a bit old.

Many of the boys and girls in the nearby dormitories were watching from the balconies and windows, knowing that they were curious about who the convoy was waiting for.

Seeing his daughter coming out, Xia Wenyang, an old man who was usually very reserved, showed a rare knowing smile towards his daughter and opened his arms widely.

Xia Wenzhuo walked down the steps, walked to Xia Wenyang, hugged his father gently, and whispered: "Do you need to be so public?"

"Actually, it was your Uncle Pei who suggested it. He said that it would be difficult for you and Xuezhe to study abroad. Now that you have caught up, I will come to support you."

Xia Wenyang let go of his daughter and smiled at Pei Pingjiang, who was smiling beside him.

"Uncle Pei."

Xia Wenzhuo looked at Pei Pingjiang. In any case, this year because of Zhao Changan's big-character poster, it was Pei Pingjiang who came to help at the most critical moment. She had to admit this.

"Wen Zhuo is good; Lao Xia, don't put pressure on her. Students should focus on their studies. They are only in their first year."

Pei Pingjiang looked at Xia Wenzhuo gently, his eyes filled with the affection of an elder looking at a younger one.

"Sister, Zhao Changan's grandson——, haha, I'm just curious and asked casually."

Seeing his father's suddenly angry face, Xia Wuyue was frightened and quickly gave in.

At this time, several nearby dormitory buildings, as well as students passing by, were in an uproar with shocked expressions.

"Hug it, hug it!"

"No!"

"It's so courageous to see such a large crowd!"

"That seems to be Xia Wenzhuo, what's going on?"

"Whatever it seems, it is!"

"But why can't I understand? Didn't Xia Wenzhuo accept Zhao Changan's confession? Didn't Zhao Changan beat Zhai Shaobai a few days ago?"

"You don't understand this? Guess who that man is?"

"How do I know? You can guess!"

"Her father!"

"How do you know--well, that makes sense!"

"Is Xia Wenzhuo's family really so rich?"

“So low-key!”

"It's not like Zhai Shaobai, Wei Zhenjie and other rich second generations. Some of them are extremely wealthy!"

Amidst all the uproar, Pei Xuezhe walked towards Xia Wenzhuo.

Last night, his father, who rarely contacted him, scolded him on the phone for more than ten minutes.

"Do you have any brains? It's possible for Xia Wenzhuo to be with anyone, but do you think it's even possible for him to be with Zhao Chang'an? When your mother and your Aunt Qiao did this, they went behind Xia Wenyang and I's back and followed Xia Wenzhuo's character

, she is only a freshman, how can she be so controlled by her mother?

To fix it? She and Zhao Changan were the most unlikely to do this, and Zhao Changan also needed to use this to prevent Xia Wuyue and Qiao Sanhu from coming! I told Lao Xia some time ago that if Zhao Changan comes back from the winter vacation, let

He takes care of his son and brother-in-law not to cause trouble!——"

Looking at Xia Wenzhuo, even if she is simply wearing a coat, she is unparalleledly beautiful.

Pei Xuezhe's heart was filled with warmth and apology.

"She has always been so proud and independent. She never bothered to explain. No one can tie up her freedom and independence!"

Seeing Pei Xuezhe approaching, Xia Wenzhuo looked at him quietly.

"Wenzhuo, I misunderstood you, and I apologize to you."

Pei Xuezhe looked sincere.
Chapter completed!