Wen Liang received a call from Wen Huaiming on his way back to Qingzhou from Yishan Water Plant. Wen Huaiming was obviously dissatisfied with his unexpected behavior and asked, "Where are you?"
"Why, on the way back from Yishan."
"Did you instruct Si Yajing to lower the purchase price to one million?"
Wen Liang smiled and said, "I don't have that much power. This is a decision made by Qinghe collectively. It was Uncle Li who made the decision!"
Wen Huaiming snorted. Wen Liang could almost imagine his expression on the other end of the phone. He didn't dare to joke anymore and said hurriedly, "Dad, don't worry. As long as Gu Shitong is unwilling to give up Pan Mingliang, he will have to bite his teeth and accept even 500,000, let alone one million. I am willing to give him one million to give face to your municipal party committee. I don't want the situation to be too ugly. Otherwise, ha!"
Wen Huaiming had no way to deal with him, and said: "Anyway, this matter can't be delayed any longer. Secretary Xu is still waiting for my report. You can come back tonight and meet with Shengli and Tianlai. I guess Mu Zechen will also look for Mayor Feng and Secretary Niu. It's time to take it back and let it go when it's time to let it go. You can't eat the fat man in one bite. Don't be too greedy..."
The two discussed for a while, Wen Liang hung up the phone, stretched out his fingers to rub his eyebrows, put the car seat back, closed his eyes, seemingly dozing, but in fact he was thinking about the various aspects involved in this quick and extensive annexation. Chang Cheng saw him closing his eyes to rest, and immediately reached out to change the music to a soothing and peaceful one, turned down the volume, and the speed of the car also tended to be stable.
Wen Liang had a hard time these past two days, not only because he had to snatch food from the tiger's mouth and swallow it up quickly, but also because other companies had reached a critical moment. Xi Jingwei from Chuangtu was about to enter Sichuan and start lobbying Xichuan Telecom to try a joint venture. Bencao Ruolan was also going to launch a winter offensive to further expand its market share, while Zhong Congjiang in Yishan had just packed his bags and was ready to attend the advertising bidding party held at CCTV Media Hall on November 18. The Xinxing Factory under Ji Zheng's control had just cooperated with the Qinghua Factory to develop several new pesticide chemical products and was conducting market research and marketing deployment. All these things were complicated, and he had to ask and guide almost every aspect. If it weren't for the solid foundation he had laid in the past two years, I'm afraid his body would not be able to bear it. It is said that those who work with their hands suffer, but in fact, those who work with their minds may not be much more comfortable, and the mental pressure is even more torturous.
As for Kuaiyouduo, Wen Huaiming was worried that something might happen if he delayed it for too long, but Wen Liang didn't care. If Pan Mingliang hadn't committed suicide this time, it would have been an impossible task for him to take over Kuaiyouduo, not to mention taking over so many stores at a super low price of one million. But since God had given him such an opportunity, he would be too sorry for himself if he didn't take it and slap Gu Shiyi hard. Anyway, after Gu Wenyuan's incident, the conflict between Wen and Gu was impossible to reconcile, and it would be a matter of life and death sooner or later, so seizing every opportunity to weaken the other party was the right and necessary thing to do.
Five million is nothing, but what about ten five million, one hundred five million, one thousand five million? No matter how rich Minghua is, he is not Bill Gates after all. If he whittles away a little bit, one day he will be able to whittle the towering tree into a steel pipe!
I just don’t know if Gu Shitong can dance on pole. If Minghua falls, at least he can still make a living by dancing on pole!
"ha!"
Wen Liang laughed to himself, and Chang Cheng asked in a very amusing way: "Boss, what are you laughing at? It's so funny."
Wen Liang opened his eyes, looked at him sideways, and said, "I remember what Zhuo Min told me about you when we went to Shahe last time..."
Chang Cheng stared at the boss with his eyes wide open, and asked impatiently: "What did you say about me? Was it a good thing?"
"She said you are a very honest person..."
Chang Cheng was so happy that he smiled like a flower. He praised himself hurriedly and said, "You have good vision. I am an honest man who can't do anything. You will be absolutely happy if you follow me! Hehe, I didn't expect Zhuo Min to be so flattering to me in private. Boss, did you say anything else?"
Wen Liang nodded and said, "She also said that although you are an honest person, you just look a little ugly!"
"ah?"
Chang Cheng's expression was a bit like a little wild cat whose tail was burned by a pair of tongs. His fur stood on end and his brows were raised. He shouted angrily, "Ugly? Are you blind? I don't know how many ignorant girls in Guanshan have been fascinated by my face. They cried and begged to marry me. Is it ugly?"
Wen Liang laughed loudly. Chang Cheng was stunned for a moment and said sullenly, "So you were kidding me. Zhuo Min didn't even mention me, right?"
Compared to being scolded, this kind of ignoring is the real blow. Wen Liang comforted her, "As the saying goes, good girls are afraid of clinging men. With your shameless spirit, as long as you are a little sincere and brave, stick to it like a dog-skin plaster, are you afraid that Zhuo Min, a little girl who has never been in love, will fly out of your palm?"
Chatting about women all the way, he relieved the boredom of the journey. When he returned to Qingzhou, Wen Liang did not go home. He first met Li Shengli and Liu Tianlai to arrange the next deployment, and then drove to the downstairs of Si Yajing's house. After honking a few times, Si Yajing appeared at the stairs and walked quickly towards Wen Liang.
Wen Liang opened the door of the passenger seat, waited for her to get in the car and sat down, and asked, "Is Tutu asleep?"
"Hmm!" Si Yajing nodded slightly and whispered softly. A strand of messy hair fell from her temples and gently stuck to her soft red lips. Her fair face was not made up, but it was as moist as crystal jade. "I just coaxed her to sleep. She hasn't been feeling well recently and keeps coughing..."
"Why didn't I hear you mention it? How is it? Is it serious?"
Seeing that he was anxious, Si Yajing smiled and said, "You've been so busy lately, how dare I bother you with such a small matter? My mother took her to see a doctor, and it was just a common flu due to the change of seasons. The doctor prescribed some medicine, and it should be fine."
Wen Liang turned sideways, reached out his hand and held her little hand in his palm, saying: "Nothing is trivial when it comes to Tutu, don't hide it from me in the future! How about this, I have nothing to do tomorrow, I will take her to the hospital for another check-up. Children with fever and cold should not be taken lightly, what if it turns into pneumonia by accident?"
Si Yajing wanted to say that there was no need to go through so much trouble, but the pair of eyes so close to her revealed an irresistible persistence, so she could only nod lightly, and slowly lean her head over and rest her head on the gentle shoulder.
Listening to the heartbeat of my loved one at such a close distance, so powerful, yet so peaceful!
After a while, Wen Liang said softly, "Okay, it's getting late, go back to sleep, don't let Tutu wake up and not find you."
"Ah, you're leaving now?"
Si Yajing sat up, her eyes as bright as the night moon were filled with a look of attachment. She leaned close to her ear, blew gently, and whispered teasingly, "You don't want your husband to leave, do you want it?"
Although Si Yajing had made love with Wen Liang countless times, she was always as shy as when they first met. Her normal reaction should have been to spit at him and run away, but this time she let out a charming moan, and fell limply into Wen Liang's arms, nodding her head very slightly.
Wen Liang couldn't just walk away. He looked around and drove the car to a quiet corner. After a while, as the car body trembled slightly, he could vaguely see two bodies intertwined. (It's tiring to write sex scenes, but I'm really depressed that I can't write them.)
At the same time, in a private room of a high-end hotel in Huashan District, Feng Wenxue, Liu Yuzhou, Mu Zechen, and Lu Xinyan sat together for dinner. After three rounds of drinking, Lu Xinyan raised her glass and toasted Feng Wenxue, saying, "Mayor Feng, Kuaiyouduo has been able to flourish over the past year thanks to your care. Although there are some problems now due to objective reasons, I have always been very grateful to you. This glass of wine, let me toast you on behalf of all the employees of Kuaiyouduo!"
Feng Wenxue took a sip from the wine glass, tasted it briefly, and then put it down. Liu Yuzhou said, "Boss Lu, you can't just drink one glass. Mayor Feng has a rule that anyone who toasts must drink three glasses first. Come on, come on, I'll fill it up for you!"
Lu Xinyan still has a bit of the arrogance of a sea turtle in her bones. Although Feng Wenxue is the head of a city in Qingzhou, it is only a small city, not to mention the head of a municipal unit like Liu Yuzhou. She didn't even smile and ignored him. She finished the wine in the glass and sat down. Liu Yuzhou, who was holding the bottle of wine, was frozen there, which was very embarrassing!
Mu Zechen needed Feng Wenxue's help today, so he certainly wouldn't let Lu Xinyan mess things up. He raised his glass and asked Liu Yuzhou to fill it up, saying with a smile, "Mr. Lu can't hold his liquor well, so I'll toast the mayor with these three glasses of wine."
Facing Mu Zechen, Feng Wenxue did not dare to be arrogant. He raised his glass and clinked it with him, saying, "Zechen, you are joking. I have activities tonight. Let's drink less. Just one glass!"
The two drank it all in one gulp, and Mu Zechen got down to business: "Mayor, you just heard what Director Liu said. Li Shengli from Qinghe is really too much. Selling Kuaiyouduo to him is already a huge concession we made, but his appetite is too big. The price of one million is simply robbery and unreasonable. You have feelings for Kuaiyouduo, and you can't just watch it being snatched away like this...
Feng Wenxue remained silent for a while before he said, "Zechen, I don't know much about business, but in business, it's always about getting what you need from each other. It's better for Li Shengli to offer a price than not to offer a price. It's largely their own fault that they have come to this point, and they can't blame others for taking advantage of them. The most important thing now is to minimize the impact of this matter and deal with it as soon as possible. Don't delay it, it's not good to delay it for too long!"
Mu Zechen didn't expect Feng Wenxue to have this attitude, but when he thought about it carefully, with Feng Wenxue's status in the city, he could not compete with Xu Fuyan at all, and Wen Huaiming, who had the support of Xu Fuyan, would definitely favor Qinghe in solving this matter, so Feng Wenxue was no longer willing to stand up for it, and hoped to settle the matter quickly. As long as Pan Mingliang was released, he would not lose face too much. As for whether Li Shengli's appetite was big or not, and whether the transaction price was one million or five million, it was not his money anyway, so he didn't care!
Lu Xinyan was furious when she heard this. She was about to speak, but was stopped by Mu Zechen. What kind of person is he? Since Feng Xuewen had said it so clearly, she naturally wouldn't waste any more words. After thinking for a moment, she resolutely said, "Okay, listen to the mayor and do it according to Li Shengli's conditions!" (To be continued)