After not seeing her for a long time, Ning Xiangcao has changed a lot compared to before. Her fair and pretty face has a hint of smile. She is wearing a black embroidered cheongsam that wraps her seductive and slim figure. The cheongsam has smooth lines and is trimmed neatly. Looking from the side, the slit reveals her crystal white skin, which makes people secretly praise her plumpness, charm and attractiveness.
After getting off the car, Fang Zhicheng gently shook hands with Ning Xiangcao. Ning Xiangcao's fingers were slender and soft, as if they had no bones. After Ning Xiangcao withdrew her hand, she subconsciously touched the flower-like bun on her ear, turned around lightly, and said softly: "It's a little earlier than the appointment time. Mr. Wen Lan is drinking tea in the garden behind. Come with me."
Fang Zhicheng nodded, followed Ning Xiangcao and walked into the villa. The villa was different from ordinary fancy houses. After entering it, he found that it was full of Chinese style. The details were not luxurious or welfare, but it was like walking into the garden-style design of the Jiangnan water village, which made people feel dazzled by the flowers. The villa was just covered with a veil on the outside, but in fact, the essence inside was multi-layered and worth chewing, which matched the owner's identity and taste.
Passing through the villa, a large garden came into view. Because the villa was built on a mountain, the layout of the garden was not flat, but had a slope that led up. Various flowers and plants changed with the slope, and the colors presented a gradual visual impact. There was a small pavilion in the center. Jiang Wenlan, wearing a Tang suit, sat in the pavilion and made tea. After Fang Zhicheng entered, he whispered, "Hello, Mr. Jiang!"
Observing Jiang Wenlan closely, he was much younger than expected, about fifty years old. His facial features were quite ordinary, but his eyes were particularly clear and bright, as if he could see through people with his peripheral vision. Jiang Wenlan's posture of making tea was very elegant and steady, which must have taken decades of practice. He raised the teapot and gently dripped a cup of bright green tea, which looked like the finest jadeite. It was very beautiful.
"Please sit down!" Jiang Wenlan pointed to the stone bench opposite and invited him.
Fang Zhicheng and Ning Xiangcao took their seats one after another. Jiang Wenlan took two cups of tea and placed them in front of them. Fang Zhicheng first sniffed it and took another sip. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "Good tea!"
Jiang Wenlan smiled slightly and said lightly: "Thank you for the compliment."
Fang Zhicheng was observing Jiang Wenlan, and Jiang Wenlan was also observing Fang Zhicheng.
Compared with other young people, this young man in front of him has many differences. His biggest characteristic is that he is very confident. There are two situations in which people are so confident. One is blind arrogance, and the other is inner strength. Fang Zhicheng is undoubtedly the latter. He should be a person with experience and accumulation.
Fang Zhicheng put down his teacup and sighed, "Mr. Jiang's residence should be described as a paradise on earth. If it were me, I would be reluctant to disrupt this quiet lifestyle."
Jiang Wenlan put down the teapot, glanced around the garden, and sighed softly, "I thought I could live a quiet life like this, but I didn't expect to be forced to go back into the world of martial arts."
Ning Xiangcao listened to the two people's concise conversation and thought to herself that Fang Zhicheng was really smart. In just a few words, he hit the nail on the head on Jiang Wenlan's mind. Jiang Wenlan's comeback this time was not his original intention, but he received instructions to use his appeal to promote the completion of the Golden Street project.
Jiang Wenlan never said these things to anyone else, but Fang Zhicheng vaguely understood his situation. This made Jiang Wenlan feel that this little guy was quite interesting and more insightful than she had imagined.
The three of them chatted casually, but they never got to the point, and slowly turned to talking about humanities and history. What surprised Fang Zhicheng was that Ning Xiangcao had a wide range of knowledge, and she was not inferior to Jiang Wenlan in chatting.
Jiang Wenlan smiled and praised: "I have heard that each of the three daughters of the Ning family is a talented woman. Today, I had a deep chat with the two girls. It is true that their reputation is well-deserved."
Ning Xiangcao shook her head and smiled, "My elder sister and younger sister are really talented women, with an air of fairy, but I can't be called a talented woman. They both say that I am a very practical and mercenary woman."
Jiang Wenlan nodded and said, "If you are not practical and mercenary, how can you gain a firm foothold in the business world? I think that 'mercenary' is not the enemy of talent. If a person is too high and mighty and out of touch with reality, it's not good. Someone like you, Xiangcao, makes people feel more alive, and that's the real talent."
Fang Zhicheng echoed, "If Sister Vanilla is not considered a talented woman, then there are probably not many talented women in this world."
Ning Xiangcao rolled her eyes at Fang Zhicheng, shook her head and smiled bitterly, "You are laughing at me along with Mr. Wen Lan."
Jiang Wenlan waved her hand and smiled, "We are not mocking you, but sincerely praising you."
A breeze blew by, and the pavilion was filled with the fragrance of flowers. Ning Xiangcao stroked her bangs and said softly, "We have talked so much, and we are getting to know each other better. Mr. Wen Lan, I brought people here today. Do you think it is appropriate to locate the project in Dongtai?"
Jiang Wenlan pondered for a moment, and the expression on his face changed from relaxed to solemn. The atmosphere in the pavilion also changed instantly, from gentle to serious.
"Golden Street will surely become one of the best projects in China in the next five years. If Dongtai wants to acquire this project, I'm afraid it is not qualified enough. After all, Dongtai County's competitiveness in the country is average, and the Golden Street project needs a good foundation." Jiang Wenlan's evaluation is very direct and objective. Choosing a location for a project naturally requires a good foundation. Dongtai County's comprehensive competitive strength cannot attract Jiang Wenlan's attention.
Fang Zhicheng had already expected Jiang Wenlan to say this, and his tone became unusually solemn and serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Wenlan, I think your thinking needs to change."
"Oh?" Jiang Wenlan was slightly stunned. Ning Xiangcao didn't expect Fang Zhicheng's tone to be a little arrogant.
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Economic development has always been a process of change. If we put the project in a big city, such as Yunhai, the basic advantages will certainly be better, but in the long run, this project will only be submerged in other projects in Yunhai. If we choose Dongtai, the government will pour all its resources into the Golden Street project. The policy inclination is different, and the growth space of the project is also different. To give the simplest example, Dongtai can turn its city card into the Golden City in many years. As long as Dongtai is mentioned, people will think of the Golden Street, but in Yunhai, there is no way to have this advantage."
Jiang Wenlan waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Businessmen value profit. What you said is just a possibility. Without actual benefits, it is hard for me to believe it."
Fang Zhicheng reached out from his briefcase and took out a document, then handed it to Jiang Wenlan, and said in a deep voice: "This is the Dongtai government's investment promotion plan. It contains the future vision of the Dongtai government. Mr. Wenlan, please help me take a look and make corrections."
Jiang Wenlan took the investment proposal and slowly flipped through it, his face expressionless. After ten minutes or so, he quietly closed the proposal and sighed, "It can be seen that Dongtai is very attentive, but no matter how exaggerated the description is, it is just a castle in the air."
Jiang Wenlan is an old hand, and he cannot be easily tempted by the lack of actual benefits. However, he can accept Fang Zhicheng's visit, which shows that Jiang Wenlan still has the intention to cooperate. Now Jiang Wenlan is hoping to gain greater benefits through this move. The key is that Fang Zhicheng does not know what he wants. If he still retreats like this and plays his trump card, it will only make the negotiation more passive.
Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Wen Lan, the Golden Street project is just a plan. Any plan is just a castle in the air. However, plans can be good or bad, and can also be strong or weak in terms of enforceability."
Jiang Wenlan's eyes flashed, and he sighed softly, "It seems that you are very confident that Dongtai's investment promotion plan must be the most suitable for me?"
Fang Zhicheng nodded without hesitation and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Wen Lan, you actually have your own decision in your heart."
Fang Zhicheng suddenly realized that Jiang Wenlan had already made up his mind, and drinking tea with him today was just to confirm it. Jiang Wenlan might have known the situation in Dongtai very well, otherwise, he would not have communicated with him for such a long time. As for the key link, it should be Ning Xiangcao. Ning Xiangcao must have done a lot of work for him privately.
"Xiao Fang, you look a bit like me back then." Jiang Wenlan was silent for a moment, then heaved a long sigh and said, "Dongtai is not far from Yunhai. From a location point of view, it is indeed a suitable place to build a golden street. What impressed me is the change in the role and function of the government in the investment promotion plan. If it is implemented, it will definitely create an environment suitable for investment. However, any decision in the business world needs to be made carefully. Please give me some time to think."
Negotiation is a long process. Meeting with Jiang Wenlan today is a big breakthrough for winning the Golden Street project. Fang Zhicheng saw that the time was almost up, so he stood up and said goodbye. After leaving the villa with Ning Xiangcao, Fang Zhicheng and Ning Xiangcao thanked her sincerely, "Sister Xiangcao, thank you so much this time."
Ning Xiangcao waved her hand and said, "I am just a matchmaker. If Dongtai can win this project, it is also your strength."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Sister Vanilla, you are still too modest. If I only thank you verbally, it would seem a bit hypocritical. It's getting late, could you please honor me by having lunch with me?"
Ning Xiangcao glanced at Fang Zhicheng and said softly, "How about I host the party? You are not familiar with Yunhai."
"Everything will be arranged by Sister Xiangcao." Fang Zhicheng did not get into Guo Jinyuan's car, but sat directly in the back seat of Ning Xiangcao's car.
Guo Jinyuan was a little surprised. Not long after, he received a text message on his mobile phone, "Old Guo, I'm sorry. I already have an event. You should arrange your time. If you make any purchases, remember to ask for the invoice and give it to Wang Chong to reimburse you..." Guo Jinyuan watched the car drive away with a wry smile on his face. He secretly sighed that this young director of investment promotion has such good luck in love. He is always surrounded by beautiful women of all kinds. It is really enviable.
Chapter 0260: Ambiguous Foot-Trampling Battle
About forty minutes later, the car drove into a residential area that looked quite old. Thick trees could be seen everywhere in the residential area, and the sunlight could not penetrate, so the first and second floors of the residential area did not have enough light, so the corners of the walls were slightly gray, the powder on the walls fell off, and the green algae made the residential area look a little vicissitudes.
After getting off the car, Ning Xiangcao told the driver to leave. Seeing the puzzled look on Fang Zhicheng's face, she smiled and explained, "Do you think I should live in a high-rise building with more than dozens of floors, or own a villa of hundreds of square meters like Mr. Wen Lan?"