Yang Fei still has two tricks when he sees people. When he sees Jiang Ziqiang, he knows that he is an old agency and has a person with real power.

When Jiang Ziqiang saw a stranger coming, the majesty on his face decreased by three points and nodded at Yang Fei.

"This is Comrade Yang Fei. This is my lover, Jiang Ziqiang." Wan Aimin had obviously communicated with her husband.

Yang Fei smiled slightly: "Hello Brother Jiang."

Jiang Ziqiang nodded: "You can buy such a big house at such a young age. That's great, young man!"

Yang Fei said calmly: "Do some small business."

Jiang Ziqiang suddenly said, "I heard from my lover, you are from Southern Daily Chemical Factory?"

When Yang Fei heard his question, he knew that he had some connection with Nanhua Factory and smiled and said, "I am also an employee of Nanhua Factory now. I just took a long vacation, which is equivalent to a suspension of salary and staying at work."

Jiang Ziqiang handed him a cigarette, sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said, "Is Nanhua Factory so ineffective? The benefits in the past two years are OK!"

Yang Fei sat down on the sofa on the side of him and said, "This is a common problem of state-owned enterprises. This is not the case with the Nanhua factory. If the ideas are not changed, the power is not relaxed, the employees are not enterprising, the leaders are looking at the sky, the sales are based on national plans, and the products have not innovated for 30 years. Such a factory will be eliminated by the market, which is only a matter of time sooner or later."

Jiang Ziqiang raised his eyelids and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He has seen countless people, especially young people who have just left society. I don’t know how many people have come into contact with, but Yang Fei’s calmness, generosity, conversation and knowledge are all beyond his surprise.

Jiang Ziqiang nodded slowly.

Wan Aimin was not interested in their conversation and said, "Where are the transfer contracts? Where did you put them?"

"In the study." Jiang Ziqiang answered his wife's words, put down his legs and said to Yang Fei, "The change of the property rights of the house can only wait tomorrow. I have asked someone to say hello. I will go tomorrow morning and can directly complete the relevant procedures."

Yang Fei smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll pay the money first."

He put his bag on the coffee table, took out the tied money for 10,000 yuan, and placed it in two piles in front of Jiang Ziqiang: "Please click Brother Jiang."

When Jiang Ziqiang saw the money, he didn't touch it first and asked with a smile: "If you pay first, aren't you afraid that we will be stolen?"

Yang Fei said generously: "The most important thing in dealing with people is integrity. When we do business, we often pay for goods first, or pay for goods first, and then goods. If we don't even have this kind of integrity, we will not be able to stand up. Moreover, we already have a sales contract, and I can trust you. You and Sister Wan are both people who make people feel the same way at first sight."

Jiang Ziqiang's eyes showed a hint of admiration again and said, "You are a person who does big things. In the contract, I have indicated the transfer time."

He slowly sucked the clouds and blew the money, and didn't even look at it.

Wan Aimin poured Yang Fei a cup of tea, took out the purchase and sale agreement, and showed it to Yang Fei. Both parties had no doubts, so they signed their own names.

Yang Fei signed the first name.

When Jiang Ziqiang signed the autograph, he glanced at his words and said, "This word is well written, it looks better than what I wrote. You have practiced it."

“Yes, I practiced it in school.”

The two pressed their handprints again and stamped their private seals.

Wan Aimin picked up the money and counted it in front of Yang Fei's pasta.

Her method of counting money was very professional. She took off the seal on the money to one side, stuck a stack of money with five fingers on her left hand, and quickly clicked on the two fingers on her right hand.

Yang Fei's eyebrows and eyes moved, thinking that this was clearly the bank staff's method of placing money. Wan Aimin is not a banker, but also an accountant in the unit.

Wan Aimin finished typing it, took off the seal to the other end, and then quickly typing it.

The money was in her hands, and she danced like a dancing girl. Brand new banknotes were clamoring.

After ordering the money, she smiled and said, "Comrade Yang Fei, the amount of money is just right."

Putting the money into the bedroom, she smiled and said, "It's better to come early than to come by chance. The family is just ready to eat. You can leave after you have dinner."

Yang Fei stood up at the right time and said goodbye: "Sister Wan, I won't disturb you anymore. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. Can you see, it's okay?"

"Okay, okay." Wan Aimin nodded with a smile and sent him to the door.

Yang Fei said goodbye to Jiang Ziqiang, and said goodbye to the cute little girl in the Jiang family.

The little girl was placing dishes and chopsticks. Hearing this, he jumped over and said sweetly: "Uncle, goodbye!"

"Xiaojia, just call me Big Brother." Wan Aimin touched the back of his daughter's neck.

Yang Fei thought to himself that this daughter had inherited her mother's advantages fortunately, and she was a beauty. She smiled and said, "The flower path has not been swept, and the hut is blooming for you. Yuanrong team, Qing Xiaojiake comes with you. Is the name Xiaojia taken from this sentence?"

Jiang Ziqiang also stood up to see the guests off, and said in surprise when he heard this: "Have you read this poem?"

Yang Fei stood at the door and said, "Li Gang, Zhao Ding, Li Guang and Hu Quan were collectively known as the four ministers of the Southern Song Dynasty. They are one of the famous ancient generals I admire the most. Li Gang has not many poems passed down from generation to generation. This water tune song is one I like. He also has a small lyrics. There is one sentence in it. I think the artistic conception is quite high. The fragrance does not shine for the spring light, but waits for the autumn wind. The fragrance is particularly strong than the remaining flowers."

After Yang Fei left, Jiang Ziqiang closed the door and said thoughtfully: "This young man is very good!"

"It's rare. Over the years, I rarely listen to you praise others." Wan Aimin smiled.

"You said he is a technical secondary school graduate?"

"Yes, he said in person that after graduating from technical secondary school, he was assigned to the Southern Daily Chemical Factory."

"I don't think he is better than many college students."

"Stop talking about him. Ziqiang, the old house has been sold. Let's settle the new house tomorrow? I have compared many commercial housing communities and think that Royal Garden is the best. Their finished house is only one, and the decoration style is Hong Kong style. Although the area is not large, it is very warm and comfortable. Compared with this big house, it has a more home-like taste."

"You are the deputy president of the bank's branch. Just make the decision on money. You can make as much money as you should. Don't take advantage of the developer. You can't ask for this kind of money."

"I know. After marrying you for so many years, do you see when I have been greedy? Besides, I really want to reach out and don't have to take advantage of you."

Jiang Ziqiang smiled helplessly and patted his daughter on the back: "Xiaojia, have you practiced singing today?"

"I've practiced, Dad! I'll sing it to you." Jiang Xiaojia babbled a few times:

"Slave embroidered silk in the embroidery room

Suddenly I heard my mother call me

Where does she call her a girl?

Sudayizi should be waving.”

This song, called "Hushexin", is a clip from a local opera with a gentle tone. Although she is young, her body gestures are done well. Every movement has a straightforward and beautiful like a painting.
Chapter completed!