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Chapter 247 The fat sheep will be slowly slaughtered

Julien marketing company, conference room.

Li Guanhai looked at several capable subordinates, carefully read his plan, waiting for their opinions.

"Mr. Li, these 21 machines are only three or four months in a month. There are not many Internet cafes in the central urban area that agree. They are now open for business for 24 hours, so how can they stop the machines one by one to reset the hardware restoration card? People really don't like this little money."

A young man with starry eyes and sword eyebrows read the plan in his hand and said bluntly: "The piece I have assigned to me has not been guaranteed by my family!"

"You are still too young to twenty. I am the fifteenth one. Who am I crying at?"

A fat young man with a round face opposite him made a bitter melon look.

"Xiong Changji, why don't we change it? I guarantee that this price can be obtained by your PT area of ​​70%!"

"Haha, Yan Ye, Mr. Li is giving you the burden of blowing up the bunker, I can't bear it."

"I haven't spoken yet for this ten yuan?"

"You are almost at the Gusu realm of Jiading. Is it less than ten yuan?"

"Yan Bian, Gusu, you can try it for ten dollars?"

"You are just raising a dispute. Is it the same concept for Gusu urban area and the suburbs below?"

"It's OK!"

Hearing Li Guanhai talking, several of his men stopped arguing.

"Yan Bian, just go and talk to you twenty. There is no problem with the whole family. If you can't talk to Chengdu, you will get a commission of twenty yuan for your team.

Xiong Changji, in your Putuo area, you must reach 70 to 80%. Don’t surpass it. Your team will receive a commission of ten yuan. If you can’t do it, just say, I will change a team.

Qiao Zhongde, Jiading is a lot of ten yuan. If you negotiate a unit, you will also get a commission of ten yuan. It’s enough to reach 60%. If it’s too much, I won’t pay it.

Deng Jiamei, over Kingsoft—”

Li Guanhai quickly issued an order to a group of small leaders, and after the explanation, he added: "When you talk, you clearly stated that Dong Jisi, the eldest son of Dong Zhichong of the Dong family, was doing it. The Dong family is rich and generous, and the renewal period is conservatively estimated to be seven or eight months."

“Yes~”

"What are you okay? I'm saying that if I don't care about you? What are you afraid of? If it's less than seven or eight months in the future, I'll say that the Dong family won't renew it, and I won't scold us! There are also Wan Dongliang, posters, banners, and small gifts. The quality must be good, exquisite, and the quotation must be high. You must give me a budget tomorrow afternoon,—"

Li Guanhai looked around his subordinates: "Don't do less and do too much of the tasks assigned to you. As long as I control them well, the seven or eight months I just had to go to the point of no purpose. Moreover, this million is the beginning."

A group of subordinates immediately understood what Li Guanhai meant and couldn't help but exchange understanding eyes.

There is no doubt that it is almost the Chinese New Year. I finally caught a fat sheep and prepared to slaughter it slowly.

——

Saturday morning, 7:38.

At this time, the eight girls in the 317 girls' dormitory of Building 9, except for Kong Miao, who loves to sleep in the most and is very sloppy, the other seven little sisters have already gotten up, washed and put on makeup, and dressed up beautifully.

Prepare to go out shopping and have a fulfilling and enjoyable weekend.

"Buzz--"

A distant roar suddenly came in through the half-open window.

This sound is a mixed ensemble of about several frequencies, with majestic lows, light roars, and suppressed roars.

"What sound?"

"What?"

Several girls in dormitory 317 were all surprised.

Shang Lingli opened the window and looked out, exclaiming, "Wow!": "So many luxury cars!"

"Swish~"

Tang Qin, who had just taken off her autumn pants and was about to wear only one pair of slimming pants, sneered: "Do we have few luxury cars coming all day long?"

"Especially in the journalism department and dance club, there are a group of rich second-generations with only smelly skin in their eyes!"

When it comes to this, Peng Bijun is so angry.

"No, this time it's different. In the past, all sports cars were all sports cars, but this time none of them were sports cars. Those who came down were all from uncles, and they all looked like bosses. Well, there were two young people, and they looked so naughty."

"Lingling ~"

Xia Wenzhuo's cell phone rang.

"dad."

"Daughter, I'm downstairs, and you have your brother, uncle, uncle Tao, uncle Ji, uncle Niu and uncle Liu."

Xia Wenzhuo knew who the uncle and the vulgar young man in Shang Lingli's mouth were.

"Why don't you tell me, I'll come down."

"Led by your Uncle Pei, we talked about an introduction project in Kunshan yesterday. We were going to take you Uncle Liu to the mountain city for inspection this morning. Your brother said you were going to buy a car, so we just came here to visit your school and also give you a reference."

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Xia Wenzhuo put on a coat and went downstairs. He saw his father's brother and uncle, Pei Xuezhe's father Pei Pingjiang, and several of his business friends talking and laughing.

There were commercial vehicles of New Phaeton, BMW, Cayenne, Mercedes-Benz, Cadillac, and Porsche parked on the road.

And a Santana that looks a little old.

The boys and girls in several nearby bedroom buildings were watching here from the balcony and windows, knowing that they were curious about who the convoy was waiting for.

Seeing his daughter come out, Xia Wenyang, an usually reserved old man, rarely smiled knowingly at his daughter and opened his arms wide open.

Xia Wenzhuo walked down the steps, walked to Xia Wenyang, hugged his father gently, and whispered: "Do you need to be so arrogant?"

"Actually, it was your Uncle Pei who suggested that it was not easy for you and Xuezhe to study in other places. Since you have caught up, I will support you."

Xia Wenyang let go of his daughter and smiled at Pei Pingjiang who was smiling beside him.

"Uncle Pei."

Xia Wenzhuo looked at Pei Pingjiang. No matter what, at home this year, because of Zhao Chang'an's big-character poster, Pei Pingjiang took the initiative to help, and she had to recognize this love.

"Wen Zhuo is good; Wen Yang, don't put pressure on her randomly. Students should focus on their studies, and they are just one year old."

Pei Pingjiang looked at Xia Wenzhuo gently, his eyes full of love from elders to younger generations.

"Sister, Zhao Changan's grandson——, haha, I'm just curious and asked casually."

Seeing his father's sudden angry face, Xia Wuyue was so scared that he was shocked and quickly admitted to his mercy.

At this time, several nearby bedroom buildings and the students passing by were shocked and uproared.

"Hold it, hug it!"

"No!"

"This is so courageous!"

"That seems to be Xia Wenzhuo, what's going on?"

"What does it look like, that's it!"

"But why can't I understand? Didn't Xia Wenzhuo accept Zhao Changan's confession? Didn't Zhao Changan beat Zhai Shaobai a few days ago?"

"You can't understand this? Guess who that man is?"

"How do I know, you can guess!"

"Her father!"

"How do you know--, well, it makes sense!"

"Is Xia Wenzhuo's family so rich?"

“So low-key!”

"How many rich second-generations like Zhai Shaobai and Wei Zhenjie are so rich and sexy!"

Amid all kinds of uproars, Pei Xuezhe moved towards Xia Wenzhuo.

Last night, his father, who rarely contacted him, scolded him on the phone for more than ten minutes.

"Do you have a brain? Xia Wenzhuo and anyone else are possible, but do you think there is a possibility with Zhao Changan? When your mother and your Aunt Qiao were involved in this matter, they carried me and Xia Wenyang behind their backs. With Xia Wenzhuo's personality, she was just a freshman, and she could be treated by her mother like this? She and Zhao Changan were the most unlikely to do this, and Zhao Changan also needed to use this to stop Xia Wuyue and Qiao Sanhu! Some time ago, I told Lao Xia that if Zhao Changan came back during the winter vacation, let him take care of his son and brother-in-law and not cause trouble!"

Looking at Xia Wenzhuo, even if he was simply wearing a coat, his writing face was unparalleled beauty.

Pei Xuezhe's heart was filled with warmth and apologies.

"She has always been so proud and independent, and never bothered to explain, and no one can tie her freedom and independence!"

Seeing Pei Xuezhe coming, Xia Wenzhuo looked at him quietly.

"Wen Zhuo, I misunderstood you, I apologize to you."

Pei Xuezhe looked sincere.
Chapter completed!
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