That's a bit harsh. The mockery is palpable.

Ji Qingxia was wearing a pink middle skirt, with an embarrassed look on her pretty little face, and it was difficult to answer her colleague's words.

I haven't seen Idaka for three months, and he has really changed a lot. But to say that Haike can rent an office here in the third phase of the International Trade Center, she definitely doesn't believe it.

The Grade A office buildings here are among the best in the capital, and the rents are also the most expensive. Up to 1400/month/square meter.

Ji Qingxia smiled apologetically at her handsome male colleague Yan Zheng, and then said to Jing Gao: "Brother Jing, long time no see." If you're not busy, why don't you have a cup of coffee together?"

Brother Jing's excuse was not good, and Yan Zheng saw it and mocked him. She is still inclined to Brother Jing in her heart. She was pleasantly surprised to meet her suddenly today, she was going to rest anyway.

Yan Zheng said unhappily: "Qingxia, although we have a cup of coffee to rest, we still have to discuss where to rent a luxury car." ”

In other words, it is not suitable for people outside the company to follow. Very repulsive.

Jing Gao couldn't help but smile. Ji Qingxia is still the novice in the workplace. Perhaps it is her beautiful appearance that gives her more room to make mistakes in the workplace. Therefore, she has not made much progress after working for more than two years.

He could see that this "Yan Zheng" handsome was a bit stronger, and Ji Qingxia was very weak in front of him. Otherwise, I wouldn't have said the introductory words of "great talent" just now.

According to such a workplace positioning, in fact, after he was "ridiculed", Ji Qingxia should have said goodbye to him and left. As a result, she also thought about inviting him to have coffee and catch up. The performance is very "white".

Of course, it's very human.

Jing Gao still didn't care about Yan Zheng, smiled and asked Ji Qingxia: "What's the matter?"

Ji Qingxia said: "Brother Jing, the exhibition we are hosting needs to go to the airport and hotel to pick up VIPs next Tuesday. This requires several luxury cars. Isn't this the limit number in the capital, and there is still one car that has not been deployed. ”

Jing Gao nodded, made a gesture and said, "I'll help you with the car." Come with me to see the offices in this building, and catch up on the old days. ”

Ji Qingxia raised her eyebrows in surprise, and then said with a smile: "Okay." "When she worked on projects with Idaka, she trusted him very much. His character is that of a very reliable person.

Yan Zheng was speechless. As soon as others said this, Ji Qingxia believed it like that? It's too easy to deceive, right?

He stressed to Idaka: "Luxury cars should be at least two million or more. Maserati is a younger brother. Moreover, the license plate ending in 3 and 8 is also required. ”

Jing Gao glanced at Yan Zheng, ignored him, and said to Xiao Wu: "Let's go." ”

Yan Zheng looked at the three people who walked away, gritted his teeth, and followed.

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The International Trade Building has a total of 81 floors, taking into account the hotel and office buildings. It can provide office, hotel, banquet, conference, shopping, exhibition, entertainment and other services.

The doors of the hotel and the office building are not together, and the elevator is segmented.

Xiao Wu made an appointment with the leasing department of the International Trade Building, and a staff member took them to the 45th floor to see an 800-square-meter office, and then to the 52nd floor.

Open the door and come in.

The huge office was empty. Office supplies such as desks, chairs, computers, and filing cabinets were emptied. Slightly dilapidated.

Standing at the door, you can see the floor-to-ceiling glass curtains on the left and right at a glance, and the sound of the road outside the window can be heard in the distance.

The staff said: "This was the headquarters of a financial company before, 2,100 square meters, which can accommodate four or five hundred people. If you want to rent it, you need to renovate it. Next door is a foreign-owned enterprise. ”

Xiao Wu looked at Jing Gao. That's who makes the decisions.

Jing Gao held his mobile phone, looked at the surrounding environment, and walked inside, "I'll take a look." ”

Ji Qingxia looked at the empty office blankly, 2100 square meters, it was really a bit bigger than she imagined. It's all like a square.

And with the rental price here in the International Trade Building, the monthly rent here is 2.94 million.

Yes... Yes...

When did Brother Jing become a rich man? Didn't he work in Haike and get a salary of 5k a month?

Yan Zheng pulled Ji Qingxia, who was stunned, glanced at Jing Gao's tall and tall back, and whispered: "Qingxia, this Brother Jing patronized and pretended to be forced in front of you, blowing the bullshit."

The 800-square-meter office just now was too small. Now people are just bringing it here. Hehe. How much is the monthly rent here?"

Ignoring this "Brother Jing", he can be said to be holding back his anger in his heart. Coupled with Ji Qingxia's chatting and reminiscing with him along the way, he never had this treatment, and his heart was on fire.

Ji Qingxia was also muttering in her heart.

At this time, Jing Gao's voice came, "I'll rent the renovated office below." In addition, you ask the owner, is the property of this floor for sale?"

The staff's voice was immediately enthusiastic, and he stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Jing, let's go to the leasing department below to talk." ”

Looking at the two Jing Gao who walked back, Yan Zheng's handsome face was a little stiff.

Ji Qingxia couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud, "Giggles." Yan Zhenggang said that Brother Jing blew the cowhide, but Brother Jing directly wanted to buy this layer. How much does it cost?

This is really a slap in the face!

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Several people took the elevator down to the leasing department together, and Manager Hu of the leasing department invited Jing Gao to sit down in the small living room.

"Mr. Jing, our company is very optimistic about the prospects of China World Trade Building and does not plan to sell the property of the 52nd floor. ”

Jing Gao was not entangled, nodded, and said, "Let's talk about the rent." ”

There is no shortage of tenants in a top-tier office building like Beijing. There isn't much room for concessions on rent. The discount is basically free of one month's monthly rent.

In the end, the negotiated price was 45 floors of 800 square meters, and the rent of the office was 1.1 million a month. The rent of a 2,100-square-meter office on the 53rd floor is 2.9 million a month. Rent is charged in two and paid in one. Parking space 1500 yuan/month.

An office address can be used to register a company.

Soon, all the formalities were completed.

Jing Gao swiped the card to pay, paid 12 million, and came out of the small living room accompanied by Manager Hu with the contract. Xiao Wu, Ji Qingxia, and Yan Zheng were drinking coffee in the living room outside, talking in a whisper.

Seeing Jing Gao coming out, the three of them stood up one after another.

"Mr. Jing. ”

"Brother Jing. ”

Yan Zheng's lips moved, but he didn't make a sound. He couldn't pull his face.

Jing Gao smiled and nodded, shook hands with Manager Hu and said goodbye, "Manager Hu, stay." Goodbye!" walked out of the rental department with the three of them.

Take the elevator down to the outside of the lobby on the first floor, Jing Gao used WeChat to transfer 5,000 yuan to Xiao Wu and shook hands with him, "Thank you for your hard work today." ”

Xiao Wu held Jing Gao's hand with both hands, bent down slightly, and said in a stacked voice: "It's not hard, it's not hard." That... Well less, I'll go back first. If you have something, you will tell me again. "He came out and easily earned five thousand an hour, what else is there to say?

He will have lunch at noon and have to blow it with his colleagues!

Jing Gao looked at Xiao Wu for a while, and then looked at the petite and pretty Ji Qingxia.

Ji Qingxia smiled coquettishly.

Before she could speak, Yan Zheng, who was looking at her smile from the side, interjected: "Mr. Jing, the car won't let us pigeons go, right?"