After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

Manager He, whose name is He Yongjing, after talking with Fang Ye that afternoon, flew to Linhuai with the temporarily formed project team in the evening.

The next day, he stayed at the hotel to handle his work. First, let his subordinates find out the basic situation of Bronze Street. It is best to get the list of landlords and contact information.

Before that, what he needs to consider is how to get these old houses at the lowest price.

The movement must not be too big, lest homeowners band together and drive up prices.

But it can't be too small, no nod, who will buy it?

Before he could figure out what to do, the people he sent out came back.

sooner than he thought.

He Yongjing frowned, "Is everything done?"

"Mr. He, the situation may be different from what we expected..."

"What do you mean?" He Yongjing's eyelids jumped, and a bad premonition came to his mind.

"Those old houses on Bronze Street have been sold!"

In fact, this news is not difficult to inquire, just call a few homeowners, and you will know everything as soon as you ask.

If one sells the house, it is easy to say, but ten out of ten say that the house is sold, then the problem is big.

"Check it out for me! Who dares to intercept Lou's Hu!"

Results came out quickly.

In fact, there is no need to investigate at all, because the other party has no intention of hiding it.

In Jiang Fuyue's original words: "If you don't tell them, what will you talk about next?"

Yi Hansheng: "..."

Ling Qingzhou: "..."

"Yufeng Real Estate?" He Yongjing looked at the survey results, his brain was running quickly, but he had no memory of this company.

"Have you heard of it?" He turned to ask the people under his hands.

Everyone shook their heads.

"It can't be a new company..."

Facts have proved that this is indeed a new company that cannot be renewed.

He Yongjing: "Ask the person in charge of this company to meet, but I want to see who is sacred!"

Soon, the people under his hand reported: "The appointment is here, tomorrow at noon, at the Western Lun Restaurant."

He Yongjing sneered, contempt flashing in his eyes.

I thought it was some great big man, but it was nothing more than that.

The next day, He Yongjing went to the banquet in a suit and leather shoes.

The other party was a middle-aged man in his 30s or 40s, with a beer belly, and he looked like a nouveau riche.

He Yongjing was even more contemptuous in his heart, and after several times of verbally telling him to have the advantage, he thought he had settled for the other party.

No more polite words: "Then let's be straightforward, get straight to the point, and tell me, what price do you plan to sell that old house on Bronze Street?"

The other party smiled and was about to speak.

He Yongjing couldn't help reminding: "You should know that I can ask this on behalf of Lou's family, and what Lou's family means in the real estate industry, I don't need to say more, you are also very clear."

"It's very clear," the man nodded, still maintaining a smile on his seemingly honest face, "but no matter how good Lou is, you still have to pay for things, right?"

He Yongjing smiled slightly.

Then he heard the man continue: "The old house in the whole street, including the shop on the first floor, is packaged for 2 billion."

"How much?!" He Yongjing couldn't believe his ears.

"Two billion." He was calm, "A little less is not enough."

"You, this is extortion!"

"Anyway, I've already brought the price. You might as well go back and ask your boss. I'll go back and report to the work. Let's do the same thing, and we will find our own boss."

"Wait... What report work?" He Yongjing was stunned, "Aren't you the boss of Yufeng Real Estate?"

"Huh?" The man's tone was exaggerated, "How could I be the boss? You don't think that with your position and identity, you can let Mr. Yufeng spend a meal to meet in person?"

He Yongjing's face turned blue and red.

"What kind of teapot goes with what kind of lid, what do you think is beautiful, the key is whether you match it?"

"..."

After a meal, He Yongjing almost vomited blood.

Before he came, he was so high-spirited and powerful, and he felt that the boss of the other party was shallow and contemptuous, and he had no shrewdness.

result……

It was the other party who really didn't take him seriously, and randomly found someone under him to spread the word. It was ridiculous that he was serious, chant, and fight, but he was just a clown jumping on the beam.

"Mr. He, I have already brought it to 2 billion. If you think about it, you can't make up your mind. You should go back as soon as possible and ask someone who can make a decision. Thank you for your hospitality today, then I will take the first step."

After speaking, get up and leave.

Leaving the restaurant and getting into the car, the man took out his mobile phone: "Mr. Yi, I did as you said. The other party thought I was the boss, and he emphasized it when he spoke, and finally realized that I was just a messenger. It was wonderful."

"Really? Did you bring the words?"

"I brought it! I brought it! It's not even a cent less than 2 billion, I remember it!"

Yi Hansheng on the other end was startled, and his voice rose abruptly: "How much?!"

"Two, two billion? What's the matter? The email I received is this price, don't you know?"

"Ah? Hahaha..." After a burst of disguised laughter, Yi Hansheng became serious: "Of course I know! How could I not know what I asked you to do? I know too much!"

No wonder!

It's true that he sent the email, but the content inside was made by Jiang Fuyue.

Yi Hansheng didn't read it at all, so he just forwarded it.

It's actually two billion!

After finishing the call, Yi Hansheng gave Jiang Fuyue a thumbs-up to Jiang Fuyue, who was drinking tea with her head bowed across the table: "If you want to talk about cattle, you are the best."

Jiang Fuyue slowly raised her eyes...

Two more, two thousand words.

It looks like it's about eleven o'clock in the third shift~