When Wei Zhiyuan was young, his attention was very concentrated, and he would ignore everything he was not interested in even if he saw it.
Take him into a shopping mall, and when he comes out, ask him what is sold in it. Wei Zhiyuan usually has a blank expression and can't help but look back at the window before answering. If he answers very smoothly, it means that there is probably something he wants in it.
At that time, Wei Qian could only use this method to judge what he liked.
Xiao Yuan is not like Xiao Bao.
When Xiaobao was very young, the family was very difficult. Wei Qian was also young and didn't know how to restrain his temper. Xiaobao may not remember it, but there was a period of time when she didn't dare to blatantly ask for things from her elder brother. She made a request, but every time she encounters something she likes, Xiaobao will maintain the posture of stretching his neck and eyes out of the window, and he will be reluctant to part with it every three steps.
It can be seen that "dare not to want" and "don't" are two completely different concepts.
Wei Zhiyuan is born to restrain his desires better than other children, so correspondingly, his temper seems to be milder than other children.
But Wei Qian knew that the temperament produced by "restraint" is not the real temperament after all, just like the two kinds of people who "don't care, don't get angry" and "smile and hold back and don't get angry, and take revenge when the time and conditions are ripe". They are very similar in their first reaction to something, but their differences are like a galaxy apart.
Wei Zhiyuan is a child who is extreme, narrow-minded, frustrated, and insecure. These are nothing, but the worst thing is that he is too smart. For a while, Wei Qian always felt that he was like a dangerous bomb that was always ready to explode. Later, sexual problems broke out. I don’t know if it was Wei Qian’s psychological effect. a whole new level.
In the past two years, as Wei Zhiyuan matured, the sharpness in him that made Wei Qian uneasy gradually calmed down, and Wei Qian even had the illusion that his personality changed when he grew up. Only then did he discover that Wei Zhiyuan hadn't changed, but as he thought more and more, he felt that others disagreed with some of his remarks and attitudes, so he deliberately hid it.
After Wei Zhiyuan said that, Wei Qianzu didn't realize it for a while, the touch on his neck was lingering, as if Wei Zhiyuan had pressed a few hot handprints on his neck, and it was getting hotter and hotter.
Wei Qian has always been lacking in money, beatings, and understanding. Of course, he felt that something was abnormal, but what was abnormal, he was reluctant to think deeply about it. He obeyed this instinct, and then became angry from embarrassment. , looked at Wei Zhiyuan sternly: "What do you mean?"
Wei Zhiyuan straightened up silently, he already felt that he had slipped his words just now.
For a long time, the eldest brother has no intention of looking for a partner, but he is young and handsome, even successful and has a bright future. Even if he is not easy to contact at first glance, there will still be women and even men who will like him. Wei Zhiyuan has always had such hidden worries in his heart. His eldest brother is like a gem that has been polished by years and life, and he is not the only one who has eyes.
However, the hidden worry is just a hidden worry after all, who would have thought that San Pang would point it out face-to-face so without warning.
Wei Zhiyuan is not ready yet.
When he pinched the photo of the strange girl, there was a wave of almost hatred in his heart, which swept out almost indiscriminately, towards San Fatty, the strange girl he had never seen before, Even to his brother.
He willingly endured so much suffering and endured so much fatigue. Whenever he couldn't bear it, his elder brother was the pillar of his heart. He held on to this thing like faith, gritted his teeth and forced himself to become a A better person, a person who is more worthy of each other.
"But why don't you wait for me?" He looked down at Wei Qian who was sitting on the chair, his heart filled with unspeakable grievance and pain - Wei Zhiyuan had the confidence to control everything, but he couldn't control Wei Qian heart of.
Sometimes as parents, if the child in front of them has always been tough, they may still think rationally, but once the child avoids their eyes and shows a little retreat, the parents will easily get angry.
Wei Zhiyuan's silence just ignited Wei Qian's anger.
"You think you're very unique, don't you? You think you're a lover, don't you?" Wei Qian seldom reprimanded Wei Zhiyuan in such a tone, and suddenly burst out, "I think you're looking for trouble!"
Wei Qian leaned on the chair slantingly, with his arms crossed in front of his chest. The extra neat clothes that Wei Zhiyuan had just tidied up, combined with his extraordinarily untidy movements, showed a unique and heart-thumping Temperament, Wei Zhiyuan touched his upturned gaze, and the pain and desire in his chest were all mixed together, turning into a powder keg that exploded at one point, and the short fuse had already burst into sparks.
His throat suddenly became dry.
Wei Qian, who was furious, didn't know at all that the baby brother in front of him, who seemed to be obedient and obedient, was secretly lusting after himself, and the anxiety about the mess at the end of the project and the anxiety about Wei Zhiyuan's bleak future mixed together indiscriminately. Together, the two superimpose each other, and immediately develop and grow complementary to each other.
He unceremoniously vented to Wei Zhiyuan: "What do you mean you are crazy? I think you are already crazy! It's glorious to die or live, crazy or stupid? Wei Zhiyuan, I just thought you were sensible A little bit, can you not slap me back before I have time to praise you, ah?"
When he was angry, his eyes were extraordinarily bright, and his facial features were more vivid than when he was indifferent. Wei Zhiyuan didn't know if he was a beauty in the eye of a lover. He even felt that Wei Qian's eyes seemed to be dancing with two balls of magic The fire of the curse made him prefer to be turned into a ball of ashes, and he wanted to jump into it.
The lead wire was almost burnt to the end, and his breathing became uncontrollably heavy.
"You said you like men, you can't change it, that's fine, as long as you think about it yourself, I'll hold my nose and bear it. Do you think my connivance just makes you waste your life recklessly?" Wei Qian raised his eyebrows. With his hand, he took out an old Xinhua dictionary from the bookcase, and slammed it on Wei Zhiyuan's body, "Can you speak human language? If you don't, look up the dictionary by yourself and study hard!"
The dictionary just hit Wei Zhiyuan's chest, Wei Qian's attack was not serious, Wei Zhiyuan almost felt that he was suffocating for a few seconds.
"Boom".
The meandering sparks ignited the suppressed black box in his heart. Wei Zhiyuan himself thought it was just a cluster of fireworks that burned and then dissipated. It became a sea of flames, and the twisted flames that stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles melted into every one of his blood vessels.
His heart was like an abyss, the first time he thought he was going to lose this person, the door to the abyss opened once, and a life was involved, but this was the second time.
Finally, only one voice remained in Wei Zhiyuan's ear: He is mine! be mine!
Wei Zhiyuan suddenly grabbed the armrests on both sides of Wei Qian's chair, and his hands burst out with horrible veins - it was a movement that trapped Wei Qian in the chair.
His heart beat like a rumbling drum, his pupils dilated violently, his forehead and palms were dripping with sweat, and he stared fixedly at the face, eyes, body and everything else of the person he longed for.
Wei Zhiyuan himself didn't know what he would do.
At this moment, the outside door suddenly slammed heavily, Song Xiaobao's schoolbag weighing several kilograms probably slipped off her body and hit the door, followed by the movement of her taking out the keys to open the door, a bunch of keys were cold The sound of metal colliding broke the suffocating atmosphere between the two.
Wei Zhiyuan bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, his mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and his hand on the handle of the chair was numb.
Xiaobao's loud voice sounded outside: "Brother! I saw your shoes. When did you come back?"
Wei Zhiyuan slowly let go of his hand, only then did he feel a little lack of oxygen in his brain, and a dull pain in his chest, his face turned pale, and he stretched out his hand to press the place hit by the dictionary.
Wei Qian got up and went out, Wei Zhiyuan leaned on his desk and heard the conversation in the living room.
Wei Qian: "Not long after we arrived, have you eaten yet?"
Xiaobao even complained and then coquettishly said: "I don't eat, the teacher won't let me eat, the exam is coming soon, and she also asked me to lose weight, I'm starving to death."
Wei Qian: "There will be no one to reduce it any more. Your teacher is always sick? How can you do without eating, and you still have to go to class, can you bear it?"
Xiaobao smiled "hehe", and a lot of body movements pulled her out when she was learning to dance. Her slender arms and legs looked long, and she was indescribably light and beautiful. Only this way of laughing with a voice still made her Returning to be a silly girl with no image: "It's okay, if I can pass the professional exam and pass the culture class, it will be fine. To be honest, doing math homework is more painful than running on an empty stomach."
She said, throwing down her schoolbag, and rushed to Mrs. Song's room full of anger, yelling: "Grandma! I, Hu Hansan, are back again!"
Wei Qian: "Don't jump around, be careful to come downstairs to find you."
Song Xiaobao fully explained what is meant by "mentally handicapped children are more joyful" with actions, and said crisply: "Come and find, come and find, I will dance Cha Cha for them, hahahahaha!"
When she came back alone, the noise index in the whole house immediately rose exponentially, and her voice of "waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa is did all this, the sound of "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa000000000000000000000000000000 I don't know why she has so much emotion and fun.
Wei Qian only felt that there were 500 big ducks passing by him.
He rubbed his temples, and slowly let out a sigh of frustration.
Wei Zhiyuan heard the door knock, turned his head to see that Wei Qian walked in.
Wei Qian closed the door with his hand back, looked at Wei Zhiyuan with a complicated look, and finally sighed: "Where did you smash it just now? Come here and let me have a look."
Wei Zhiyuan's chest was bruised in a large area, with a faint bruise in the middle, which looked scary.
Wei Qian took out the ointment for the bruises, bent down and applied the ointment to him, Wei Zhiyuan who had calmed down suffered a painful and happy torture.
After applying the medicine, Wei Qian threw the ointment box into his arms and said in a low voice, "I'm so mad, go back and reflect on yourself."
Wei Zhiyuan already knew that this matter had been exposed.
For a long time to come, Wei Qian had no time for him. He neither took time to get to know the girl introduced by Sanpang, nor did he have time to worry about Wei Zhiyuan's growing and crooked personality and his out-of-control sexuality.
The pre-sale payment period for the project in City C has begun.
Mr. Zhang's blind self-confidence that came from nowhere was finally extinguished by the bleak internal sales control table, and Wei Qian's premonition came true.
The project company generally has its own sales team, how to sell, how much to sell, these are the project managers, and it is enough to report to the shareholders of both parties, but this time, the legal representatives of the two major shareholders, Lao Xiong and Mr. Zhang, went to sit in person The sales team is gone.
First there were overwhelming advertisements, but it was useless. The permanent resident population of city c is not so large at all, and it can't digest this volume at all, and the vacation and recuperation villas are also aimed at foreign tourists who come here, but there are too many similar products, and there are many competitors, such as "forest parks" There are many categories such as "private manor", "mountain dwelling, terrace and hermitage", and the recuperation concept mentioned by Mr. Zhang, which is like "hospice care for the elderly", has no competitiveness at all.
Each house is competing for splendor, and each has its bright spots, but if there are too many bright spots, it will become dazzling—the local villa market has shown an obvious buyer's market. Note
It’s true, if you go out for a trip and buy a house there if you see a good place, how many buns can there be in China
And these Shaobaos have their own homes and businesses, so of course it is impossible to live permanently. It is very "stupid and fast" to set up a property-style hotel apartment for one or two days a year. A villa that is inconvenient to get in and out of
The problem of money is still small, isn't it troublesome to find someone to take care of it
Later, Lao Xiong and the others also tried to engage in "discounted internal sales" among their old customer bases, but they still ended in failure.
At this time, they used to pick up projects in an extensive way, without brand characteristics, and even the disadvantages of not having fixed products came to the fore. Obvious gaps were created.
In short, few old customers of Reagan can afford it, not to mention buying, they don't even bother to pay attention.
For a period of time, they almost gave up their efforts to "sell", and wanted to turn to "lease", lease it to some tourism agencies or hotel agencies, and change it into a villa-style resort hotel.
This proposal was unanimously approved by the shareholders of both parties. However, not to mention the financial pressure caused by only renting but not selling, this large villa area cannot even be rented out for the entire rent.
Only a few hotel management companies expressed interest, but offered to buy or rent, just manage for them, and they not only have to bear the management costs, but also bear the risk of profit and loss of the villa and hotel every year.
So far, they seem to have reached a dead end.
However, this is not the most terrible.
You know, even if the land was cheap back then, the whole project would cost hundreds of millions of dollars, most of which was borrowed.
"Leverage" injection is a double-edged sword for capital-intensive industries. It can ride the wind and waves, and it can also bite back. The loan is determined according to the repayment plan of the year. If there is no repayment from the sale, where can I get the money to repay it
The loan contract is indeed not limited, and it is stipulated that when some situations occur, the repayment can be delayed for one year, but all the conditions are based on the fact that the project benefits are good, and the delay in repayment can bring predictable and greater benefits. Basically, none of them fit the bill.
The approach of winter also means that the repayment deadline is imminent.
Every day is colder, and the debt of hundreds of millions is like the sword of Damocles hanging above the head, which is more and more shaky every day.
However, only two villas were sold, one of which was bought by Lao Xiong himself.
At the beginning of December, the old Xiong came back, and the people in the headquarters could barely recognize him. The fat fish with a big slit in the eyes seemed to have undergone liposuction. All of a sudden, it seemed ten years older.
The entire headquarters is occupied by Wei Qian and San Fatty. The two spend their days exhaustingly visiting debtors, struggling to find a way to turn this matter around.
Wei Qian knocked on the door of Old Xiong's office, a deep groove was about to appear between his brows: "Xiong"
The old bear raised his hand to stop him from speaking.
He avoided Wei Qian's gaze, and said in a weak voice, "Pour me a glass of water first."
Wei Qian took a deep breath, poured a glass of cold water silently, placed it in front of him with a bang, sat directly on Old Xiong's desk, and said angrily, "Drink, I'll choke you to death."
The old bear didn't make any response, he drank the water in one breath, then wiped his mouth: "Call everyone, hold an emergency meeting."
Wei Qian went out angrily.
Ten minutes later, everyone in the headquarters, including managers and ordinary employees, gathered in the conference room. Old Xiong sat down in the executive director's seat that had been vacant for more than half a year, silent like a dumb bell. Just staring at his hands in a daze.
There was no sound in the meeting room, and everyone was waiting for the dual leader of spirit and reality to explain the current predicament.
After a few difficult minutes, Old Xiong finally opened his mouth: "I am the one who pushed forward the entire project against all opinions and must advance it. The current situation is also caused by me alone, and I bear full responsibility."
Wei Qian felt that the rhythm was not quite right, and just about to speak, the old bear seemed to sense something, and raised his head first to grab the conversation: "Mr. Wei, you have an opinion later, wait for me to announce the decision."
Wei Qian leaned back in the chair, twirled his hands around, and exchanged a glance with San Pang, thinking that this matter might be a mess.
Sure enough, the old bear went on to say: "Now, with regard to this matter, I propose two solutions to the problem. Please listen to it and make a decision."
He took a deep breath and got up.
"First, from now on, I will take all the responsibilities, and I will purchase your shares at a reasonable price. If the company eventually goes bankrupt, the person with limited liability will slap his ass and leave, and if the person with unlimited liability is forced to bear joint and several liability, I will Send you an agreement, you can all seek compensation from me, and within ten working days, you can begin to resign willingly."
As soon as the old bear finished speaking, the underground began to whisper.
Sanpang finally couldn't help but also said: "Okay, okay, just be quiet—Brother Xiong, what kind of bad idea are you doing? Before you go bankrupt, you cut off the way out first? Are other people not responsible? I think I There is a responsibility, if we were all determined to disagree at the beginning, would you be able to push the project proposal?"
Old Xiong smiled bleakly, and said softly, "You were all tied onto the boat by me."
Wei Qian: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, and talk about something useful, before bankruptcy."
Old Xiong took a deep look at him, and held up the executive director's sign on his desk: "The second plan is to give up my seat. From now on, I will not have any say in the company's decision-making. I will only be responsible for the final responsibility." , Mr. Wei will succeed me as the executive director."
All eyes were on Wei Qian, and the corners of Wei Qian's eyes twitched.
Old Xiong turned to him quietly: "Mr. Wei, you can express your opinion now."
The author has something to say: Pay attention to the buyer's market: in short, there are fewer buyers and more sellers, the supply exceeds demand, and the market is dominated by buyers.
Leverage: Financial leverage can use a small amount of capital to leverage a large project. Simply put, it means borrowing a lot of money. If it makes a profit, a small amount of money can get a huge profit, but the loss is the same. Leverage will multiply the profit and loss of investors.
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