Please Take Care of Mr. Quan

Chapter 290: Conspiracy Yangmou to pit Song Lin

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Shen Hou didn't know that his phone call was so timely, it could be said that he was stuck on the knot and called Ma forward.

At that time, Song Rin had already taken out the contract and passed the pen to the other party's hands, waiting for Ma Qiang to sign the money.

Just the last step, Song Rin's efforts over the past few months can draw a perfect ending.

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The sudden ringing of the cell phone disturbed the originally good situation.

Ma got up and left his seat: "Sorry, answer the phone." After speaking, regardless of the reaction of the rest, he walked straight out.

Song Rin opened his mouth several times, but he could only watch him leaving behind, silently.

The accompany guests looked at each other, so tonight's mission, whether it succeeded or failed

The horse walked forward in a hurry and came back quickly.

"I'm really sorry. There is an emergency, and I am in a hurry. I am leaving now. As for the contract, I will come to the hotel where I am staying at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. We will discuss the relevant details in detail."

After speaking, he put on his jacket and left in strides.

"Mr. Ma—" Song Lin said to stay, but unfortunately, it was useless.

He remembered the sentence Ma Xiangqian left behind, "Come to the hotel tomorrow for detailed discussion", and renewed hope in his heart.

"President Xiao Song?"

Song Lin raised his eyes, the coldness in his eyes had not faded, and he was startled.

"what's up?"

"Look at us, it's not easy to release water and laugh at it..." The man rubbed his hands and looked embarrassed.

Song Lin swept across a few people and dropped his eyes sharply, half of his face hidden under the shadow, there was an indescribable depression.

After a long while, he only heard him say coldly: "Send the amount and account to Secretary Lin."

"Yes, yes... Then we won't bother, let's say goodbye."

A few people missed it.

Song Rin was sitting on the sofa. Because of his head down, he couldn't see his face, but only the man's curved back, which was decadent and desolate.

When the horse rushed forward, Shen Hun had been waiting for a long time.

"Sorry, the road is a bit blocked."

"I took the liberty to interrupt, please sit down—" Shen Hun smiled, raising his hand in a particularly beautiful posture, confident and generous.

Ma Xiangqian looked at the beautiful and energetic girl in front of him with a little surprise, but his face was not revealed, still smiling.

The man took a seat generously and raised his hand to invite the waiter.

"Oh! It's Boss Ma, long time no see!"

"It's been ten days and a half month, it's a long time. The old rule is to have a bowl of seafood porridge and put more ginger shreds." Shumen Shulu, I see it often.

The waiter is a little beautiful woman, with a frowning smile at the moment, she shouted in the direction of the back kitchen: "A bowl of seafood porridge, boil it thicker, don't put scallops or oysters, but more ginger! Boss Ma, I remember correctly Right?"

"Young people have better heads than old guys like us!"

The meeting place was determined by Ma Xiangqian, and it was naturally very familiar. This was evident from his relaxed state when he was gagging with the little beauty.

In this way, he became the lord, and Shen Hun was the guest!

There is a difference between the host and the guest.

Subtext: You have come to my site, it's better to be honest!

It is a great psychological tactic to put great pressure on the opponent invisibly.

Ma Xiangqian thinks he is smart, but Shen Hou doesn't eat his suit at all.

The young woman's expression remained unchanged, her gaze was calm, and she had a sense of calmness.

She saw her red lips lightly hooked, "Mr. Ma doesn't plan to invite me to drink a bowl?"

"Of course, if you need it."

Shen Wei nodded slightly, then looked at the little beauty, "Is there any tea?"

"what?"

"Lei Cha." Shen Hou repeated.

The little beauty was a little dumbfounded, and scratched her hair irritably: "I'm sorry, I have never heard of any tea..."

Shen Wei raised his eyebrows: "It seems that your Cantonese congee restaurant is not very authentic?"

Not only was the little beautiful woman not angry, she lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "I’m telling you two, our family is a native of Ningcheng, and we have never been to Guangdong Province. This sign was picked up casually. I didn’t expect to yell. He also made a name for himself. The year before last, my brother went to study cooking in Guangdong Province, and the whole family slowly began to understand Cantonese cuisine and local customs. Usually, when customers ask, they can barely handle it. I really don’t know what kind of tea it is. … Sorry!"

"Lei Cha." Ma Xiangqian said suddenly, his smile faded a little, and finally no longer saw everyone smiling like he did before.

Shen Hou actually saw a bit of sadness and sorrow from that expression.

But I heard the other party say: "Lei Cha, also called Sanshengtang, especially the Hakka people living in the Chaoshan area, even as a staple food." The conversation turned, "Why, Ms. Shen also likes it?"

He used the word "yet", and Shen Hou knew that this trick "to do what he liked" had already been mostly successful.

"I've tasted it before, the taste is very unique."

Since there was no Lei Cha, Shen Hun did not insist anymore and replaced it with seafood porridge like Ma Xiangqian.

Little beauty: "Two of you, wait a minute, it will be all right soon!"

After that, I got into the back kitchen and urged the dishes to go.

Ma Xiangqian didn't seem to be curious about Shen Hou's unclear call, but he was really interested in the real purpose of asking him to meet. On the contrary, he was very interested in the topic of "Lei Cha"—

"Ms. Shen knows the making process of Lei Cha?"

"Appreciate further details."

"Sit up, hold a pottery bowl with both legs, grab a handful of green tea and put it in the bowl, hold the wand, pound and rotate it. While beating, add sesame, peanuts, and mung beans to the bowl. , Vanilla, salt, Litsea cubeba, etc., then use a scoop to sift the tea that has been strained, and finally put it into a copper pot, add water to boil. When filling the bowl, sprinkle a handful of fried rice into it according to personal preference, the tea fragrance is long and the aftertaste is endless "When the man spoke, a flash of remembrance flashed in his eyes.

Xu is thinking of old people, or remembering bitterness and sweetness, and feeling full of emotions for his life experience.

You know, Ma Xiangqian can go to this day, relying on bare-handed hard work, step by step.

He was born in the rural areas of Fujian Province and originated in Guangdong Province, which is said to be in the Chaoshan area.

Shen Wei's "Lei Cha" evoked endless memories of the past, and even his heart softened, and his defenses became weaker.

At that time, he went out alone and lived in a Hakka village in Chaozhou. He ate Leicha the most every day.

The girl who used to fall in love at first sight and was moved by it, often pulls a pair of lark-like clear voices, and hums two sentences every time he does something. He still remembers the lyrics to this day—

"Moonlight, Mother Yue, call you down to have tea. The tea is fragrant and comes with old ginger. The old ginger is spicy and goes with the chestnut. The chestnut is salty and with the spinach. The spinach is chopped with amaranthus stems. The plain stems are all red, and lanterns and lanterns are hung on the bayberry tree."

The Hakka dialect is not very good, it can even be said to be difficult and difficult to understand, but when she sang it like this, every word and every word came to his heart.

It's a pity that the girl eventually became someone else's wife and is now a mother.

Ma Xiangqian has not recalled the past for many years.

Unexpectedly, Shen Wei opened the valve of his memory with a sentence of "Lei Cha", and a thousand emotions swarmed out.

"The little girl is young, her mind is very deep!" After a while, Ma Xiangqian broke free from the complicated thoughts and hummed softly.

I also know that anti-customers are the mainstay.

Originally, he had an absolute advantage, and he didn't notice it, and he actually called Shen Hou back to the point. Now the two are evenly matched.

unwise!

What a big mistake!

"Second's seafood porridge is ready, please use it slowly."

The big mouth sea bowl is full of portions, but the thick porridge inside is soft and delicious, exuding the unique salty aroma of seafood.

Shen Wei is a foodie. Ma Xiangqian walked in a hurry just now. Before he had time to eat, he was already hungry.

Therefore, both of them stopped talking and started drinking porridge with their heads down.

Obviously, the eyes never met, but it seemed that there was a tacit understanding.

When he was six minutes full, Shen Hun stirred gently with a spoon, and said unconsciously, "I heard that President Ma has a project in Ningcheng before in Beihai. I don't know how the discussion went?"

The man glanced at her amusedly, and the pie kept smiling: "You don't know everything, so why bother to ask?"

Shen Hou didn't feel embarrassed after being pierced in person by the opponent.

I'm afraid that a girl of the same age would have been flushed with embarrassment a long time ago.

Ma Xiangqian became more and more convinced that this little girl in front of him was extraordinary!

Earlier in Beihai, at Yi Hong’s dinner, when they were at the same table for dinner, to be honest, Ma Xiangqian did not pay too much attention to her. He always thought that the young man was the one who made the idea and made the decision. .

It seems that this may not be the case now.

interesting!

"Since Mr. Ma is so refreshing, I can't go in circles anymore."

The horse sits up straight forward in a posture of listening.

"I know you have negotiated with MT Finance, and the contract should be signed soon."

The man's eyes were half-squinted, and his attention flashed: "Who told you these?"

"Want to know, there will always be a way." After saying that, this Tai Chi is not so good.

Anyway, Ma Xiangqian was choked.

Shen Hou smiled and continued to speak: "I have collected some project-related information on the industry forum and the official website of Jufeng Group, and conducted a detailed analysis. You request technology and brand equity in exchange for 90% of the partner. This alone is enough to scare away most intenders. Looking at Ningcheng, I am afraid that only the four major families of Shen, He, Qin and Song have this strength."

"Clear thinking, articulate, good." Ma Xiangqian commented pertinently, "So, what do you want to say?"

"The Song family took the initiative to extend an olive branch, but it may not be the best choice. I believe you know this well."

"Oh? Why do you see it?" Ma Xiangqian began to sneer and beat him to death.

Shen Hou is not annoyed, "MT Finance can certainly provide considerable capital, but in addition, the channels and markets for the export of high-end shrimp and crabs, as well as the policy conveniences that can be provided in other countries, have been smeared. Nothing."

"In short, the Song family is a big money, you can give money, but other than that, it has no effect. There are many things left that require you to get through the joints yourself. After calculating, this part of the effort is not reflected. In terms of actual benefits and rewards."

Ma forwards eyebrows sharply.

Although he still has doubts about the little girl, it is undeniable that every sentence and every word that Shen Hou said has really stamped out his hidden worries.

This is why Ma dragged forward for a few months and has not officially signed a contract with MT Finance.

Anything in a bad mood, not talking about official business when eating, and being depressed after losing money, are all excuses.

"Do you have any good suggestions?"

Ma Xiangqian regretted as soon as the words were spoken. How did he get so confused to ask a yellow girl's opinion

Sure enough, he was really sick, and he started to go to the hospital.

This was what Shen Hou was waiting for. In an instant, his eyes lit up: "Yes!"

Ma Xiangqian looked surprised.

"The method is very simple, four words, survival of the fittest. Since MT finance is not qualified, then just replace it."

"Heh—" Ma Xiangqian couldn't help but sneered, "Change? Who to change? To put it lightly, if there is a better choice, I won't hang on the Song family tree."

Shen Hou didn't care about the doubts and ridicule implicit in the other party's words. After taking a sip of porridge, he said slowly, "How about Tianshui Real Estate?"

"You mean... the real estate company controlled by the future successor of the Shen family?" Ma Xiangqian had been in Ningcheng for a few months and was not a mere confidant. The power distribution in the city, and all the wealthy families, he knew everything in his chest, naturally. I have also heard of the name "Tianshui Real Estate".

Shen Hou: "Shen Qian is behind the Shen family, and Tianshui is behind Mingda. Although the financial strength is slightly inferior to that of MT Finance with strong capital, it will not be worse. The key is that Tianshui has sales channels for Europe and the United States. And transportation channels. Because of the early admission time, Shen Qian is used to camping and befriended many Western families. I believe it will be much easier to handle policy approval."

Ma Xiangqian couldn't help but curl his lips. "I know what you said. The key is that Tianshui Real Estate has no intention to cooperate. I can't catch the ducks on the shelves and force others to cooperate with me, right?"

"Why can't it?" She retorted.

"Huh?" Ma Xiangqian felt that there might be a problem with his understanding.

Shen Hou took out a silver card from his bag and pushed it in front of him.

I saw a capital letter S very secretly engraved in the lower right corner of the card face, the pattern was an office building in Ningcheng CBD area.

Ma Xiangqian made sure again and again, blinking to make sure he didn't have hallucinations.

If he reads it right, this office building is the first project invested and developed by Tianshui Real Estate in Ningcheng, and it is of great significance to someone.

And such a customized silver card, looking at the entire Ningcheng, only Shen Qian has it!

Now that he appeared in front of him, Ma Xiangqian suddenly couldn't understand, and his puzzled gaze fell on Shen Hou's face: "Who are you... on earth?"

and many more!

Shen...

Is the same surname a coincidence? !

"This is a secondary card. On the premise of not disturbing the owner of the main card, the maximum limit is 10 million. I will use it as a deposit to talk to you about the cooperation between Jufeng and Tianshui. What does Ma always think?"

"Can you represent Shen Qian?"

Shen Hui shook his head: "I can't, but it can." While speaking, tap the face of the silver card with his fingertips, "According to the latest regulations of my country's Commercial Law, under certain conditions, the seal, signature, etc. representing personal identity Items can be used as a confirmation of the intention to sign a contract and complete the transmission of will."

"In other words, I use this card to sign a letter of intent with you, and you don't know anything."

Ma Xiangqian's eyelids jumped suddenly: "I don't know anything?!"

"Yes. So, Mr. Ma, you are not involved in deception or blackmail. All the responsibilities are on me, understand?"

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