At this time, Fu Hua felt more and more that it was a very wise decision to hire Dong Jianguo to invest in Xihai. Dong Jianguo was mainly responsible for financing in the original company, and he himself has made special achievements in this area. The withdrawal of Xinlin Development gave them a good opportunity to use this 20% of the shares to introduce strategic investors.
Fu Hua smiled and said: "I understand what you mean. I don't know much about this situation, which limits my vision. It is Mr. Dong that you can see far. I agree with your suggestion and introduce new ones. Strategic investor. Not only this 20% of the shares, I can also transfer more shares. I only need to maintain my status as a major shareholder."
Dong Jianguo said with a smile: "There is no need to sell too many shares in the early stage. Our current scale is still too small to attract too many investors."
"Okay, you can figure it out. I have no experience in this area, so you can take full responsibility."
"In addition to this, there is one more thing. I have been trying to talk to you about this issue in the past two days. We can't finish a project like this and then develop a project. This speed is too slow. We We should purchase some reserve land as soon as possible so that we can achieve rolling development. Of course, we must first find strategic investors to strengthen the health of our capital chain."
Fu Hua said: "You are an expert in this area, you come up with a strategic framework, we discuss it, and then implement it in accordance with your strategy."
After listening to Dong Jianguo’s words, Fu Hua also had a bottom in his heart. When Yu Qiping asked his answer three days later, he agreed to Yu Qiping’s sale of the shares to him, but he rejected Yu Qiping’s price and increased the price by a hundred. Ten per cent of the request, only agreed to the original price of the purchase. As far as his assessment is concerned, it is difficult for Yu Qiping to find other buyers besides him. He is already very good without lowering the price.
Seeing Fu Hua's resolute attitude, Yu Qiping agreed. So Dong Jianguo, through his contacts, made short-term financing in the bank, using the bank's funds to first buy the 20% of the shares. Immediately, Dong Jianguo used his long-sleeved financial skills and introduced five institutional investors, including three foreign banks and two foreign government investment institutions. Twenty percent of the shares finally brought in 700 million US dollars of funds.
Seeing this situation, Fu Hua had to secretly admire that some things had to be dealt with by professionals, otherwise he would not know if such a financial layman had sold his shares cheaply. But the Yu family and his son didn't know from what channel they knew that Fu Hua had sold the 20% of the shares for an additional 200 million US dollars. They felt that they had sold the shares cheaper and they hated Fu Hua even more.
In the evening, Yu Zetong returned to the hotel he rented. After opening the door of the room, he heard you get a female voice singing
The sweetness you have tasted is the fruit of loneliness
That's me who was cut from my heart alive
A piece of meat is like a gift, never thinking about it
If you are sharp, I will be a writer
Just let me follow you
Let me write a horror novel for you
Who is suspicious, who is pitiful, who is innocent, who lives
I have seen the final result
Let me replace you
Unforgettable like a love novel
The more blood flow, the more sore the hands, the more hollow the flesh, the more pain
The feelings of a thousand swords are vivid
Don't give it back to me don't give it back to me
Although he didn't know the name of this song, Yu Zetong realized that it was the song of Zhang Huimei, the heavenly king of music, and smiled and said to Sandy who gave him slippers, "Is this Zhang Huimei sing it? Do you like her? "
Sandy nodded obediently and said: "I like Zhang Huimei very much. Her song is very contagious. Every time I hear this song, I end up crying."
"Oh," Yu Zetong said with a smile, "what's the name of this song, why do you cry when you hear it?"
Sandy said: "This song is called a bloody love story, and it reminds me a lot of things."
Yu Zetong reached out and provoked Sandy's chin, let Sandy look at him, smiled and said, "Does this song remind you of your original lover?"
A gleam of tears flashed in her eyes, she turned her head and stopped looking at Yu Zetong, and said, "If you don't like it, I can turn off the music."
Yu Zetong smiled and shook his head: "Who said I don't like it anymore, I like it very much. I like to see you who are clearly wronged in your heart, but have to smile and serve me for money. The more you are like this, I The more joy I feel in my heart."
"Don't humiliate me so, I also have self-respect."
Yu Zetong smiled and said, "I know that it makes me feel more exciting to be able to ride a self-respecting woman under the crotch."
As Yu Zetong said, he stretched out his hand to unbutton Sandy's clothes. Sandy reached out and opened his hand and said, "Don't be here, go to the bedroom."
Yu Zetong smiled and said, "I just want to be here." He stretched out his hand to unbutton his clothes again, still looking at Sandy's eyes. He liked seeing Sandy very much, but he was very wronged, but he didn't. Dare to resist his expression, which gives him a sadistic pleasure.
These days, Sandy has basically understood Yu Zetong’s temperament, knowing that if she resists, Yu Zetong will not be so polite to her, so she has to turn her head and not look at Yu Zetong, but let Yu Zetong one by one. He unbuttoned his clothes, and the white porcelain-like body appeared. Yu Ze swallowed and didn't go to any bedroom, just here he pushed Sandy to the floor...
At this time, the music turns sharply, and the layers of the song are sung higher and higher:
If you are sharp, I will be a writer
Just let me follow you
Let me write a horror novel for you
Who is suspicious, who is pitiful, who is innocent, who lives
I have seen the final result
Let me replace you
Unforgettable like a love novel
The more blood flow, the more sore the hands, the more hollow the flesh, the more pain
The feelings of a thousand swords are vivid
Don't give it back to me don't give it back to me
The music also brought Yu Zetong into a more exciting atmosphere. His actions were more brave. It seemed that it was not Sandy under him, but the black widow of Yu Zhiqing. He imagined Yu Zhiqing being kidnapped by those three. The man's appearance of insulting, the more excited...
The music calmed down:
The sweetness you have tasted is the fruit of loneliness
That's me who was cut from my heart alive
A piece of meat is like a gift, never thinking about it
If you are sharp, I will be a writer
It's too late to catch
The involvement of the palms of the hands is no longer useful
Seeing the empty shell of the lost soul
Two people who are not possessed
Going to inking is too much
No matter how strong the story is, it is too tacky
Just write wherever you go
In order to be able to see it
Love to death
Just let me follow you
Let me write a horror novel for you...
Yu Zetong coughed suddenly, his violent movements stopped, and Sandy looked at him with concerned eyes: "What's wrong with you, it seems uncomfortable."
Yu Zetong shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just a little cold."
Soon the cough stopped, and he began to move fiercely again, and finally he finished venting and limp beside Sandy. At this moment, Yu Zetong was very tired and closed his eyes and wanted to sleep. Sandy pushed him and said, "Don't sleep here, I'll help you go to the bedroom."
Yu Zetong stood up and went to the bedroom with Sandy. After lying down, Yu Zetong was so tired and soon fell asleep. Sandy looked at him for a while and saw that he was really asleep, so she got up in her pajamas and went to the living room. The stereo in the living room was still ringing:
If you are sharp, I will be a writer
Just let me follow you
Let me write a horror novel for you
Who is suspicious, who is pitiful, who is innocent, who lives
I have seen the final result
Let me replace you
Unforgettable like a love novel
The more blood flow, the more sore the hands, the more hollow the flesh, the more pain
The feelings of a thousand swords are vivid
Don't give it back to me Don't give it back to me...
At this time, the expression on Sandy's face began to turn cold, and there was no longer the soft, soft eyebrows in front of Yu Zetong. Yu Zetong coughed again from the bedroom, and a silent sneer appeared on Sandy's face. She took out her mobile phone and wrote a text message: He has begun to show symptoms. Then sent it out.
After a while, a text message came in: Can you be sure that the symptoms are really present
Sandy replied: This is hard to say. The doctor told me that the symptoms of a cold should be similar in the early stage, but he didn't check it. You let me say yes, I really can't be sure.
The other party replied: Since this is the case, you should stay for a while. It doesn't need to be too long, just one month. If it is true, then his symptoms will become more and more obvious.
Sandy replied: Okay, I'll stay for a while and have a look.
The other party replied: Pay attention to safety, once confirmed, withdraw as soon as possible, don't let him notice.
Seeing the reply text message, a wry smile appeared on Sandy's face, pay attention to safety, is there any difference between life and death in her current situation
The music is still playing fiercely:
It's too late to catch
The involvement of the palms of the hands is no longer useful
Seeing the empty shell of the lost soul
Two people who are not possessed
Going to inking is too much
No matter how strong the story is, it is too tacky
Just write wherever you go
In order to be able to see it
Love to death
Just let me follow you
Let me write a horror novel for you...
As the rhythm became more and more intense, Sandy's face began to twist, and the smile on her face became more and more prosperous. Finally, she burst into laughter, but two lines of clear tears flowed down involuntarily at this time. But at this moment, Yu Zetong in the bedroom didn't react to Sandy's laughter at all, and he was unaware of the things in the living room, just sleeping soundly.