The fat man really figured it out that in order to attract investment, the Jiang'an District Government can provide great convenience and discounts for Shuoyuan Holdings and Shuoyuan Network Technology Training School, thus giving them three locations for their choice.

But, just let them choose one.

Shuoyuan Holdings Company and Shuoyuan Network Technology Training School will never be allowed to make a fortune by taking advantage of this and taking away all three options.

This is not a matter of money!

Even if Shuoyuan Company offers a higher price that is far beyond its market value, the Jiang'an District Government will definitely not agree. The reason is very simple. Currently, Jiang'an District's discounts and conveniences are aimed at a long-term goal - attracting investment and revitalizing the development of emerging technology industries.

They will not sell their land for short-term interests regardless of their land.

So now the fat man realized it and couldn't help but be glad that with the convenience of Jiang'an District's discount, he won the largest cake of Qianwan Middle School. It was really the most correct choice.

But, why did Scutellaria Baicalensis get angry just now?

The fat man who had not checked out at all sat on the sofa in his room, reflecting with a worried look on whether his actions just now were too rude, too much, and too disregarding the feelings of C. Huang Zhi?

Alas, it's understandable.

After all, Crispeng Huangzhi is a lady from a family. She is prone to being shy in such things and has a feudal idea...

As a man, you should be more considerate of her.

oops!

The fat man suddenly thought of another possibility: "Shuangqinzhi, shouldn't he misunderstand that I am a beast because of my behavior? Is it a pity that I am a young man and a young man, and this is understandable! Besides, is the intimacy between men and women, and between husband and wife, still a mistake?"

"From the overall perspective of ethics and human reproduction, it is also a great and pure behavior..."

The fat man felt aggrieved and even more depressed.

In Qinzhi Huang’s room, he had just gotten angry and listened to the ringing of his cell phone. He walked to the table and picked up his phone to look at the caller ID. It was Yan Yun who called it. Only then did he calm down and press the answer button:

"Sister Yanyun."

"Qinzhi, have you taken it?"

"Oh, I just finished eating." Huang Qinzhi walked to the windowsill and looked at the night view of neon lights outside, saying: "This time the location of the China Overseas Construction Branch was confirmed, which is Qianwan Middle School, and the acquisition price has been negotiated."

"So fast?" Yan Yun couldn't help asking, "How much?"

Crispeng Huang smiled and said, "Seventy million."

"What?" Yan Yun's voice increased by octave, and he immediately said seriously: "Qin Zhi, have you visited the school on-site? Is it consistent with the report written by Jin Chirui? Also, you must be cautious. When signing the agreement, you must read it word by word... Mr. Huang." Yan Yun's name changed and he said more and more serious: "I suggest that you should hire a professional lawyer from Huayuan Group to assist you in completing this acquisition."

"It feels incredible, right?" Huang Qinzhi said with a smile.

“Yes, unbelievable.”

"I don't feel it's possible, but that's the reality." Huang Qinzhi smiled and said, "And we don't have to be too much financial pressure, because we only need to take out one-third of the purchase price of 70 million."

"Why?" Yan Yun felt like he was dreaming. What's this called?

Huang Qinzhi said: "Because... the other two-thirds of the equity is now Chairman Wen."

"Ah?" Yan Yun felt more and more incredible.

Wen Shuo, why does he own another two-thirds of Qianwan Middle School’s equity?

How did he get it?

"It is precisely because Chairman Wen has the right to decide on the sale of Qianwan Middle School's equity that we can acquire Qianwan Middle School at an extremely low price of 70 million." Huang Qinzhi smiled and said: "In other words, after the establishment of the Zhonghai Branch of Shuoyuan Network Technology Training School, the largest shareholder is Chairman Wen."

"What's going on?" Yan Yun was so amused and cried, "Why do I feel that things are absurd and too unreal?"

Huang Qinzhi smiled and said, "Everyone has their own secrets. You don't know enough about Chairman Wen. Sister Yanyun, don't inquire about the specific situation. You are preparing to raise funds. Also, coordinate the total amount of funds required to establish the branch."

"Then, okay." Yan Yun had no choice but to agree.

After all, he is an elite among professional managers. Yan Yun knows very well that some things are incredible and full of fog. He doesn’t need to find out too clearly. You should know what you should know clearly. Don’t try to understand what you should not know because of curiosity.

If you understand everything, you will know...

If it were the more direct and rude lines and scenes in the movie, it would be the result of being shot in the head: "You know too much."

It was past seven o'clock in the evening.

Qiu Bin and Ke Pingjiang walked out of the gloomy maze on Qianwan Middle School campus.

The two left the school in silence.

"Let's go, find a restaurant in front to warm up your body." Ke Pingjiangqiang cheered up and suggested.

"Go to my house to have a drink, it's easier to speak." Qiu Bin sighed.

"Let's go to my house." Ke Pingjiang said quickly.

Qiu Bin was stunned for a moment, nodded with a wry smile - he understood that Ke Pingjiang was able to be with him now because he was holding him, because they were both infected by the evil spirit's evil aura, so it didn't matter who was afraid of whom.

But if you go to Qiu Bin's house...

Ke Pingjiang still didn't dare, and he was still scared.

What if Qiu Bin's house has the evil aura of an evil ghost, then the evil ghost will recognize Qiu Bin's house and stay at home every now and then, and will harm people when they see them?

The equity transfer agreement has been signed.

Effective from now on.

Tens of millions of assets were given to others for free in the blink of an eye, and it was a waste of money.

Sitting in Ke Pingjiang's study room and drinking half a glass of white wine in one sip, Qiu Bin leaned on the back of the chair and smiled bitterly, saying, "Pingjiang, I have worked hard for so long, but I have ended up with such a result. Are you willing?"

Ke Pingjiang sighed and said, "What can I do if I don't want to give up?"

"We can find Murong Qiujiang." Qiu Bin leaned over and lay half on the table and whispered: "We can give Murong Qiujiang money and let him do another trick, so that he can fight the master behind Wu Yusheng to the death!"

"Lao Qiu, are you crazy?" Ke Pingjiang frowned and advised: "Our life and our family's life are all in the hands of Wu Yusheng and the master."

"It's just a death-death fight!" Qiu Bin gritted his teeth and said, "Today, what else can you and me not give up? Without the equity of Qianwan Middle School, do we still have a chance to turn things around? You and I know in our hearts that our companies are both struggling to support them, how long can they last?"

Ke Pingjiang shook his head and said, "If you are wrong, you must admit it. We are both responsible for being beaten. As for the next thing... Lao Qiu, I know you are more courageous and courageous than me. I am a timid person, and I am not as excited as a young man. I will sell the company, and at least not go bankrupt. As the saying goes, a thin camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how bad we are, we will live a lot of life. Leave some money in our hands, make some small investments, and leave some solid investments for the children."

"I'm talking about Pingjiang." Qiu Bin sneered and sarcastically: "You are getting more and more burdensome. You can endure eating snot and drinking pus."

"Yes, yes, I'm scared." Ke Pingjiang smiled bitterly and admitted his timidity.

"It's so fucking unpromising!" Qiu Bin cursed coldly.

Unexpectedly, even such humiliating and swearing words, Ke Pingjiang did not refute or get angry. He just smiled bitterly and shook his head, picked up the wine glass to signal, and then fucked it in one sip - continuing to admit defeat.

"Okay, just live your cowardly life." Qiu Bin drank a toast and stood up with a gloomy face.

Ke Pingjiang did not get up and see him off.

He was just a drinker slowly, but he was thinking coldly in his heart, "You Qiu Bin is very capable, just do it yourself."

I got on the pirate ship once, and then I would go with you Qiu Bin, that would be really stupid!

The master named Murong Qiujiang in Hong Kong is actually a good person to meet? You, Qiu Bin, really think that others are fools, and you can use them freely with money?

Last time I looked for Murong Qiujiang, I had a bit of a sign of attracting a wolf into the house.

If you look for Murong Qiujiang again...

Ke Pingjiang didn't dare and didn't want to take risks anymore.

It is best to stay away from those masters who possess strange witchcraft and can kill people invisibly, and never get close to them.

It's past eleven o'clock in the evening.

The fat man blushed and quietly slipped to the door of Huang Qinzhi's room like a thief. He put his ear on the door to see if there was any movement inside and whether Huang Qinzhi was asleep... The talismans and magic circles unearthed from the ancient tombs that he had copied for a while in the room. When he was about to sit cross-legged and meditate in the meditation, he finally realized what an unforgivable mistake he had made in Huang Qinzhi's room before.

Scutellaria baicalensis would not misunderstand that he was a beast.

What made Crispeng Huangzhi angry was that he was simply worse than a beast...

All of them are so ambiguous and intimate that the dry firewood has become a fire, but you suddenly become horny, shrink, and become timid...

Isn't this stupid, why?

So the fat man wants to make up for it.

I don’t know if Scutellaria baicalensis has slept?

The fat man with keen six senses, through the closed and soundproof door, heard the rustling sound of writing inside and the sound of typing on the keyboard, and concluded that Scutellaria Baicalensis had not yet rested, and was probably drafting some notes for the acquisition, agreement, and specific matters for establishing a branch next?

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

Two security guards stood behind the fat man. One of them was a tall and burly security guard holding a rubber rod in one hand and gently slapped the palm of the other hand. He stared at the fat man with a bad expression, blinking his eyes, and his ears were still pressed against the door, with a nervous and curious expression, and an extremely vulgar appearance.
Chapter completed!