Because the truth is too terrifying, Miao Miao chooses to escape first.
The screen goes black and the call ends.
Twenty seconds later, Shen Hou received her text message—
Mr. Shen, I suddenly remembered that there is still something to deal with. If there are no other work arrangements, I would like to return to China next week.
Shen Hou: Good.
"She hung up?" Seeing Shen Hou typing, guessing.
"Ok."
In the screen, the man grinned quickly, almost making Shen Hou wonder if the computer was stuck.
Facts have proved that the internet speed is very good and the computer is no problem.
Shen Hou: "Talk about the situation in Europe."
**True color: "Half a month ago the European Union issued new regulations on import and export tax rates, as well as new anti-monopoly laws..."
After listening to the report, Shen Hou gave his own suggestions at the right time.
**Nodding: "...I probably understand the meaning, but the feasibility still needs to be explored."
"When are you coming back?"
"It's done."
"The specific time?"
** After thinking about it, I chose the most conservative and safest answer: "It's hard to be sure."
Shen Hou: "..."
She seemed to understand Miao Miao a little bit.
"Next Saturday at the latest, take care of things in Europe. I want to see your people on Sunday morning."
The man had a meal: "No kidding?"
Shen Hou: "This is an order."
**Suddenly serious: "Is there anything I need to do?"
"I'll talk later."
"... ... it is good."
In a blink of an eye, a week passed, Sunday evening, the biggest private room of honey.
Miao Miao and her husband came in one after another. They seemed to have made an appointment, and the interval was not more than thirty seconds.
"Sit." Shen Hou pointed to the sofa.
Today, Miao Miao's camisole and short hot pants, a pair of black boots over the knee, looks long and long legs, perfect proportions.
In contrast, the road of sex is not so wild, POLO shirt, casual pants, but fortunately not wearing a suit.
Knock knock—
Someone knocked on the door, "It's me."
Li Xiaotan's voice.
Shen Hou: "Come in."
The bodyguard stationed outside opened the door for her, and Li Xiaotan came in with the fruit plate and put it on the coffee table.
Then he instructed the people under his hand to bring in a box of beer.
After finishing, retreat wisely.
There are only Miao Miao, Xia Miao, and Shen Hun in the private room.
** Draw a bottle of wine from the box, open it, and fill up the three glasses and hand them to the two ladies present.
"Jing, President Shen, we are back."
Miao Miao's expression moved slightly, and it was rare that he did not speak to diss him: "It's time to respect."
Shen Hou raises his glass, 哐—
The three cups touched together.
"Thank you." He raised his head and drank.
Shen Hou's black eyes are bright: "Welcome to you, and fight again for glory."
When the two heard the first half of the sentence, their hearts warmed up, and the second half of the sentence was bloody, they turned to look at each other.
From the ** opening: "President Shen, you call us back, do you have any new plans?"
"Sit down and talk."
Yes, there really is!
"The vacant piece of land next to the Zhengyang Gate of the Zijin Palace in the city center is used to build the Canglan Building. What do you think?"
**: "Canglan Building?"
Miao Miao also showed doubts.
"Yes, Canglan Building, the headquarters of Canglan Group."
The two were silent for a moment, before—
Miao Miao exclaimed: "Ji, Group? Have you thought of a name?!"
**His eyes are shining, Zheng**, staring at Shen Hou scorchingly, wanting an answer.
"Well," Shen Hun nodded, "I've thought it through."
**: "Canglan Group... Is there anything to say?"
Shen Hou: "We have Qihang, Hangya, onion, Feiyang, Honey, Takeoff, from games to advertising, from entertainment to transportation, and we will be involved in more and more fields in the future. A group that can be compatible with them. Must have the characteristics and mind of being inclusive of all rivers."
The sea is great, Ji Canglan.
"Good name! But..." ** frowned, refilling the glass in front of him.
"But what?" Miao Miao couldn't help but anxious as he watched him hesitate, "You can make it clear!"
**I raised my eyes and looked straight at Shen Hou: "If I remember correctly, that piece of land should be under the name of Jingping Shen's family."
Obviously there are other options, so why did Shen Hun choose this one
"I've looked for a Feng Shui master to figure it out, and that place is very prosperous for me." Shen Hou pushed the cup over and tapped the tabletop.
**Understood, fill her up personally: "I don't believe it."
Feng shui is to a certain extent equal to faith in fate.
But if Shen Hun was a believer, then she would not be able to go today.
There must be other reasons!
really-
"Feng Shui is one reason, and it’s okay to occasionally believe in a letter; another reason..." She drank a sip and said with a smile: "The Shen family photographed this piece of land back then, but it was too close to the Zijin Palace. The towers were restricted by policies, and the plan to build tall buildings was still aborted. Later, due to other reasons, it has been delayed until now."
"Seeing that the time is passing, and if construction is not started, the land use rights will have to be returned to the above, and the owner will be re-auctioned."
**Thinking: "At this point, it is impossible for the Shen family to remain silent."
Shen Hui nodded: "Businessmen seek profits. When their interests are threatened, they must find ways to recover their losses. Therefore, my family decided to change hands and sold the development rights to a sideline team at a low price."
But it was a piece of land, and it was so close to the Zijin Palace, and the location was unique, no matter how low the price was, it couldn't be cheaper.