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"Zijie, don't drive me away. I really haven't harmed you, you are all my brother." Wang Yumeng pulled Song Zijie's sleeve and explained eagerly.

Song Zijie threw her hand away, his expression full of disgust, and he lowered his voice and said quickly:

"Wang Yumeng, don't do this. If it weren't for your relationship, I wouldn't know that bastard of your brother. Do you know that your brother almost killed me? Why do you have the shame! From now on, you two brothers and sisters Don't come and get involved with me. Otherwise, don't blame me for not missing old friendships."

When Wang Yumeng heard that Song Zijie was so heartless, he covered his face with his hands, tears welling up from his fingers.

Song Zijie frowned: "I'm warning you, don't cry in front of the house, and leave quickly, or I'll be rude to you."

After Song Zijie said this, he no longer wanted to talk to Wang Yumeng and hurried back home.

Wang Yumeng walked forward more than a dozen steps in confusion until he was far away from the door of the Song family. Then his whole body went limp and he slumped on the ground. For a moment, he felt all hopeless. He didn't know where to go, and he couldn't even find a reason to live.

……

the next day. 8: in the morning.

"Morning!"

"...Sister Ran, okay."

"morning!"

"Good morning, Mr. Song."

Song Xiaoran came to the company with a pile of information and entered the manager's office amidst everyone's surprised eyes. At this time, even Zhao Shaokang hadn't arrived yet.

The staff had never seen Mr. Song so early since they entered the company, and they couldn't help but whisper to each other for a while, wondering if something big was going to happen to the company.

Song Xiaoran entered the room and went straight to the computer that had been installed earlier. He stretched his fingers first, took a deep breath, and opened the book "DOS Operating System from Beginner to Master" that he had brought.

Then I searched for Ji according to the picture, entered a text editing software, tried it, and typed the beginning using the Pinyin input method:

"Department Building Contracting Development Plan"

Song Xiaoran typed word by word. Although it was very slow, it still somewhat brought back the feeling of staying up late to report in the previous life.

In her vision, she wanted to transform the department store into a smaller version of the city's CBD commercial center in future generations.

The first floor of the department store originally sold some home appliances and communication equipment. She does not plan to change this floor. It will still be a direct sales method, but will provide further training to the sales staff. Then a part of the area will be allocated to build the first supermarket in Wangjing City to sell some daily necessities.

The second floor mainly sells cloth and clothes. Song Xiaoran decided to completely demolish and rebuild. The cloth will no longer be sold, and the original direct sales of clothes will be cancelled. Instead, the entire second floor will be divided into dozens of blocks and rented out to different brands. Clothing, shoes and hats, rental and management service fees are charged.

The third floor originally sold some daily necessities, but Song Xiaoran decided to cancel all the profit Weibo and turn it into a food court, leasing it to major restaurants or fast food snacks.

The fourth floor of the top floor is now mostly empty. Song Xiaoran will transform it into a boutique cinema, with an elegant environment and comfortable facilities. In addition to movies, there are also delicious snacks and drinks.

Although the top four floors are not the most profitable. It may even be a small loss, but it is a top priority for Song Xiaoran, who has loved watching old movies since childhood.

It can also be said that Song Xiaoran made this plan just to own a cinema on the fourth floor.

A meal of dumplings made purely for a dish of vinegar.

Song Xiaoran gave a brief summary of his plan:

"To sum up, what we want to build is a comprehensive shopping and entertainment center that is ahead of the times. However, just one department store can only complete a small step in our plan. Our ultimate plan is to integrate the area around the department store All will be upgraded and renovated to become the central business district of the entire city..."

hiss.

Song Xiaoran was typing happily when he was suddenly interrupted by a voice.

Looking back, she suddenly found that her mother Qin Xiang and Zhao Shaokang had appeared behind her at some point, silently watching her typing. The sound just now must have been the sound of my mother gasping in shock.

"Mom, how about my plan?" Song Xiaoran looked at Qin Xiang, like a child waiting for praise.

Qin Xiang took another deep breath, a little afraid to think: "How much will this cost?"

Song Xiaoran made some calculations in his mind: "Even in this era, it will probably cost more than a billion."

Qin Xiang was silent. He had just read the newspaper yesterday and enthusiastically celebrated Wangjing Iron and Steel Group's output value exceeding 10 million. His daughter's plan would require almost years of total revenue, not even profit.

It can only be said that this imagination has reached the point of exaggeration.

Seeing that her mother remained silent, Song Xiaoran couldn't help but look at Zhao Shaokang: "What do you think, what do you think of my plan?"

Zhao Shaokang's eyes were blazing, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "Interesting, bold enough."

Song Xiaoran smiled: "There was a saying in my mother's day that the land will be as productive as the boldness of the people."

Qin Xiang came to his senses, frowned and said, "That's not a good thing to say."

Song Xiaoran stood up and stretched: "We just need a fulcrum now, and then we can try to lift the whole area up for him."

Zhao Shaokang nodded thoughtfully: "Get the department store first."

Song Xiaoran snapped her fingers quietly again: "That's right."

Zhao Shaokang looked at Song Xiaoran and made a suggestion: "I think we shouldn't wait until the end of the month for bidding, but act now."

Song Xiaoran followed his words and said, "You mean we take the initiative and contact the management of the department store?"

Zhao Shaokang hummed: "I'll try to contact him myself."

Song Xiaoran nodded. She was not good at this kind of thing. When she came over, she just said, "I want your department store, please give me a price."

The problem is that she is not so wealthy yet.

In normal business dealings, what she likes is to be generous and forthright in paying without ink, but now this approach is no longer feasible.

Because according to her estimation, they should be very average people who are interested in department stores.

Song Xiaoran and Zhao Shaokang were about to discuss some more details when they suddenly heard the sound of running outside.

Zhao Shaokang was a little unhappy at being interrupted, stopped talking, turned around and opened the door.

Standing outside the door, holding on to the wall and panting, Liu Guihua ran over quickly from the opposite door!

"Osmanthus, what's wrong? What happened?" Song Xiaoran asked in surprise.

"Sister Ran, that Wang Yumeng committed suicide!" Liu Guihua's expression was full of shock.

Qin Xiang: "What?!"

Zhao Shaokang: "Huh?"

"What? You... committed suicide?" Song Xiaoran was so shocked that her teeth chattered.

"No, no, it was suicide but failed. He was rescued." Liu Guihua quickly explained.

Song Xiaoran couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. This was not the time to complain about Liu Guihua's heavy breathing: "Osmanthus, what's going on?"