Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

"Let's wait?" Finally, from the beginning to the present, the graceful lady was not calm for the first time, some could not believe it, some were insulted, "What client?"

"Excuse me, I don't know about Feng's job, please wait a moment, please, drink tea or coffee?" Zhou Chenyao asked.

"Did you make it clear? Would you like to make another call?" She turned her sunglasses over to her forehead, leaned on the sofa diagonally, clicked on the armrest of the sofa with her right index finger, and looked blankly. Zhou Chenyao said every word.

That way, Zhou Chenyao suddenly felt that the lobby of several hundred square meters seemed to be an industry under the name of Miss Jiang. No, it seemed that the entire hotel was her home ground.

Or maybe they didn't come to see Mr. Feng, but to collect debts from Mr. Feng.

"Sorry, I made it very clear, but Mr. Feng is now receiving important guests," she said neither humble nor humble.

In other words, in this meeting, I am the one in charge of these hundreds of flats, OK?

"Which one is it?" the lady asked nonchalantly.

"I'm sorry, as a subordinate, I don't know the job of our manager Feng,"

"Which room is he in? Let's go up by ourselves,"

Jiang Shupei, who had been looking at the guests coming in and out of the hotel, finally said, "Sister, we didn't make an appointment in advance. Don't blame Mr. Feng. Just wait a minute, don't worry, it won't be too long."

"Manager Zhou, give me a cup of Blue Mountain, and a cup of Mocha for my sister, thank you!" He is still demeaned.

"Okay, please wait a moment, two of you,"

However, Jiang Shupei was full of confidence, "It won't be too long." It's really a little bit long. The coffee is all bottomed, and they are still waiting.

His sister was completely unable to sit still, and she showed her watch and said to Zhou Chenyao, "Fifteen minutes have passed, you immediately call Xiao Feng."

"Sister, don't be impatient," Jiang Shupei gave his sister a wink. This time there is a very important thing to talk to Feng Yiping. I haven't seen each other yet, it's not too bad.

"But Xiao Zhou, you still call Mr. Feng to ask. How long shall we wait, okay?"

"Ok."

Feng Yiping replaced the average Yu Lian and played in person. This was a very good hand. He used a pair of kings to turn against the owner. When there were four cards left, it was his turn to play the cards, and he triumphed on the hand. The last four cards showed up, they were a pair of 3 and 4, "Ah yo. This has to be doubled, Master Xiao, you count it! Also, it seems that I just put all the points in my hand. , This one, how many levels can I upgrade, Wu Qian. Give me a calculator,"

Wu Qian looked at the boss who became a little bit stubborn and bad at this time, and she opened her eyes a little, "President Feng, the next two are urging again."

"Tsk, when you're lucky, tell her to let them wait another five minutes,"

"Two, please wait another five minutes," Zhou Chenyao put down the phone and said.

Jiang Shupei's sister did not speak. Just snorted.

Seeing Mr. Zhong taking a trot over, Zhou Chenyao gently shook his head, Zhong Changsong was taken aback, but immediately walked past him casually.

Feng Yiping's gestures were also pretty good. Before finishing the fight, Wu Qian came to remind him, "President Feng, five minutes have passed,"

Xiao Zhijie and the others moved to the study room, "Bring all the documents that have not yet been signed," Feng Yiping said.

The Jiang family and the driver finally came to the door at this time. Zhou Chenyao who was accompanying him knocked on the door twice, and Wu Qian said inside, "Please come in."

"Three please,"

Jiang Shupei's sister came in first, and then she was shocked by this big living room. Is this still a living room?

She looked at the tall crystal chandelier, the large oil painting on the wall, the thick carpet on the floor, and from the floor-to-ceiling glass on the whole wall, she glanced at the Yangtze River and the skyline of the provincial capital. Some people understand why Feng Yiping stayed here these past two days.

Finally, she saw the young man sitting on the sofa with his back to the floor-to-ceiling glass, with Erlang's legs tilted, and signing documents on the large armrest of the sofa.

Unlike his sister, Jiang Shupei first saw the man next to the sofa, who was wearing a gray suit and skirt, bent over holding a few folders, and from time to time, he held down a few drooping hair with his hands to answer the questions of the sitting guy. Girl.

Although I didn't see the front face, the side face and the posture were all the best choices.

These guys will really enjoy it.

"Good guys," Feng Yiping leaned back on the sofa and grinned, but the smile was short, "please sit down," he swiftly finished signing the document and carefully put the pen on. "I'll talk about the others later,"

"Good Mr. Feng,"

Zhou Chenyao, who was making tea consciously, suddenly felt that the boss's aura seemed even bigger.

"I'm very sorry, I just received a very important customer, no way, we small businessmen, the customer is God, ha ha, can't afford to offend,"

"Thank you, Manager Zhou," he also thanked Zhou Chenyao for the tea.

"Understand, we didn't make an appointment in advance, so introduce ourselves, Jiang Shupei, this is my sister," Jiang Shupei handed him a business card.

"Hello County Magistrate,"

"Well, it's the deputy head of the county, and the appointment has not been finally announced. You have seen Mr. Feng. I am still a small section chief in the district," Jiang Shupei said with a smile.

His sister will finally take off the sunglasses, "Xiao Feng, the customer is God, this is just a very rudimentary point of view,"

"Hehe," Feng Yiping smiled, "I would like to hear the details," but said to Jiang Shupei, "It is really our blessing that County Magistrate Jiang is going to our small place. I will have to trouble the Magistrate to take care of you in the future."

"Well, I came here uninvited this time, mainly because I hope Mr. Feng can support my work a lot in the future," Jiang Shupei said in these scenes because he was in officialdom anyway.

"Mr. Jiang, you are polite, what support? If you have something to do in the future, you can directly order it,"

Behind the study door, Xiao Zhijie whispered, "The one I saw at first level is the future deputy head of the county."

In the living room, Sister Jiang Shupei took the initiative to intervene again, "Xiao Feng, your suite is pretty good, can you lend it to me in a few days? It just happens to be a party."

"Excuse me, Ms. Jiang, this is actually my home. What do you think of this? There are several presidential suites downstairs, and the facilities are complete. You can check it out later, and you can do it now."

Ms. Jiang's face darkened, and she immediately smiled and said, "The presidential suit is nothing, I just took a fancy to this suit, I just borrowed it for a party, right?"

"Sister, this is Mr. Feng's home," Jiang Shupei said, "I'm sorry Mr. Feng, in two days, a daughter of a leader from the capital will come over. My sister has a good relationship with her, and she wants to hold a welcome party. ,"

"Oh," Feng Yiping nodded, took a sip of tea, but still didn't mention the loan of the house, "Is it the same as County Magistrate Guo, Magistrate Jiang also presides over the work in Wuli'ao Town?"

"Yes, the same arrangement as County Magistrate Guo,"

"Well, should we report to you some of the situation in Jiasheng in the town?" Feng Yiping asked.

Of course, if Jiang Shupei really agrees, the person reporting is definitely not himself.

Wu Qian, who was sitting next to him, felt that the future Deputy County Magistrate Jiang, took another look at herself, and straightened her neckline immediately. If Mr. Feng will let herself report, she must say that she is not familiar with the situation there. Face that person.

Jiang Shupei looked at Wu Qian, with some emotions, but thinking about the business today, "Hehe, I dare not behave, besides, I have done some homework regarding the relevant situation."

"It seems that County Magistrate Jiang, like Magistrate Guo, is a person who works hard. This is really a blessing for Jiasheng."

"We have done a lot of homework." Jiang Lihua, sister of Jiang Shupei, was a little uncomfortable for Feng Yiping's ignoring the request of borrowing a house for herself and her younger brother. However, seeing that the topic has reached this point, I feel that it is still important, those little disrespect and unhappy. , Or put it aside.

"We know that Xiaofeng, you are a rare business genius in China, and you have also set a record. You are the youngest chairman of a listed company in the U.S. stock market. Moreover, Yijia is very popular with investors. The stock price is performing very well now. I heard that your other company, Jiasheng Auto.com, will be listed soon, right," she said with a smile.

Feng Yiping felt that something was wrong. Looking at the Jiang family’s previous attitude, it didn’t seem to be a special trip to cheer him up. That’s why he put on airs and wanted Jiang Shupei to understand something. But now, the style of speech seems a bit wrong.

"I don't dare to say that we are making intensive preparations for such a package ticket."

"Haha~www.ltnovel.com~ With Xiaofeng's ability, the car online market will definitely be fine,"

Feng Yiping was really upset with a mouthful of Xiao Feng. He patiently said, "I hope I can borrow your good words."

If you have a fart, let it go.

As if he heard what he said, Jiang Lihua said the main purpose of this trip. Xiao Feng, you have recently worked on a lot of projects. The funds are definitely not abundant. It just so happens that we have some spare money, so I want to share it for you. Pressure, you estimate the price, we want to invest in Autonet with cash, not too much, 10% is almost the same.

Of course, we also asked professionals to make an estimate for Auto.com. I think the estimate should be similar to what you said."

Feng Yiping was stunned. Could this achievement be a legendary win?

He looked at Jiang Shupei and found that he lowered his head and concentrated on blowing the tea leaves on the cup.

With a "pop", the pen in Wu Qian's hand fell to the floor. (To be continued.)

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