Zhang Xiaojian has an advantage, especially self-knowledge.

His life did change a lot after he became rich, but it didn't change dramatically.

He is still him, he did not float to the sky, did not pursue tens of millions of luxury cars, did not buy hundreds of millions of mansions, did not go to bigger cities, did not play with women, and did not get involved in harmful things such as gambling and drugs.

Because Zhang Xiaojian knows that he can manipulate money, but he must not let money manipulate him.

It is precisely because of this self-knowledge that Zhang Xiaojian, who is standing in the clear stream with his trouser legs in his hands, knows very well what he is going to do now.

Gao Deren is the chairman of Shenke Real Estate, and when Gao Qingsong chatted before, he said that he was also self-made, and in just 30 years, he has laid a small country of his own.

Even if he made a wrong decision, causing the shareholder brother who partnered with him to want to pull him off the horse, causing the company's capital chain to break, Zhang Xiaojian understood that such a person was much stronger than himself.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaojian will not start negotiations with such a person on his own initiative.

Because he especially knew that with his two blows, it was estimated that he would be led into the ditch in three times or two.

Although he is Gao Qingsong's father, Gao Qingsong will not let his father pit himself, but in the face of a huge amount of money... Gao Qingsong can't, his father really can't say.

When people are young, they always think that they are unique in this world, and after being destroyed in society, they will realize that they are just one of the many beings.

Zhang Xiaojian was indeed destroyed, so he thought that if he could get out of the society, the self-made Gao Deren must be very powerful, and before Yan Ci and his team arrived, Zhang Xiaojian knew that he was right to put on a stinky face.

And you're having a good time fishing, you guys...

So when looking at the unhappy faces of more than 20 executives around Gao Deren staring at him, Zhang Xiaojian also added: "What do you see, I haven't seen a handsome guy." ”

Hard.

The owner of the gold is hard.

Gao Qingsong smiled helplessly and spread his hands to his father, expressing helplessness.

A character like Gao Deren is not happy, but looking at Zhang Xiaojian, he always feels that his son Qingsong is too unreliable this time?

Such an ordinary young man can really get out of Shenke's money or not, the key is that Zhang Xiaojian doesn't feel like a big man no matter how he looks at it.

Zhang Xiaojian: What kind of big man is that.

His head is full of idealism.

Barefoot on the shore, Zhang Xiaojian didn't like how to look at the more than 20 people in suits and leather shoes, put down the fish basket, he was very satisfied when he saw the dead fish inside, and said: "It's enough for us to eat at night, don't give them food." ”

Su Yu: "When did you become so stingy?" ”

Zhang Xiaojian's eyes were horizontal: "Before I passed the door, my elbows began to turn out." ”

Poplar seconded: "That's it." ”

Gao Qingsong hurriedly said: "Dad, my good friend Bai Yang, this is Su Yu, and now she is my girlfriend." ”

Su Yu nodded slightly and called, "Uncle." ”

Gao Deren looked at the beautiful girl with a pair of pretty white feet and nodded in response, and smiled at the same time, but the smile was very formulaic and fake, very similar to the professional smile of a flight attendant.

Because for Gao Deren, he now has no daughter-in-law in his eyes, only Zhang Xiaojian...

But Zhang Xiaojian didn't even look at him.

It's a bit embarrassing.

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In fact, Zhang Xiaojian is indeed not a person who can put on a stinky face all the time.

When he returned to the farm yard and saw Gao Qingsong's mother Wu Pei, Zhang Xiaojian greeted him politely.

Wu Pei did not show any contempt for Zhang Xiaojian, because she knew her son Mo Ruo's mother, and she knew too much what kind of child Gao Qingsong was.

His friend Zhang Xiaojian may seem ordinary, but he must not be ordinary.

It was just after some contact that she felt as if... It's really ordinary.

Zhang Xiaojian's ordinariness lies in the fact that he doesn't have the appearance that a rich person should have.

Wu Pei could see that Zhang Xiaojian was the core of these four young people's circles, but no one held him to talk and chatter.

The four young people sat on the pony and scraped the fish scales, and the poplar would scold: "Zhang Xiaojian, are you sick, and you still have the aim to scrape the fish scales?"

Zhang Xiaojian: "Hahaha." ”

Su Yu: "Zhang Xiaojian, can you work hard, you see that your fish is about to break." ”

Zhang Xiaojian: "Hahaha." ”

After laughing, he stretched out his fingers with fish blood and wiped a red on Gao Qingsong's face.

Gao Qingsong could even smell the fishy smell: "Zhang Xiaojian !!"

Zhang Xiaojian turned around and ran...

Wu Pei, who was watching this scene, thought silently in his heart, is this a fool?

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Gao Deren is in a hurry now, and the executives he brought with him are also in a hurry.

But it is obvious that Zhang Xiaojian is not willing to talk to him about any issues now.

As a superior, it would be very uncomfortable to pull down his face and beg for someone, let alone in front of his subordinates?

But Gao Deren was indeed able to bend and stretch, stopped Zhang Xiaojian, who came out after washing his hands, and said softly: "Little brother, that's the case, Qingsong said..."

Zhang Xiaojian raised his hand: "Uncle, it's not too late to talk about the company's affairs after lunch." ”

The old lady over there shouted angrily: "It's time to eat~~!"

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Although the farmhouse is a farmhouse.

But not everyone can sit down at the table and eat.

The most handsomely dressed Shenke executives, who are also managers on weekdays, are not qualified for this, and they are standing at the door scattered.

Smelling the fragrance of the food and listening to a few young people talking about inconsequential but laughing words, I felt a little bitter in my heart, and I was even more puzzled about what they were doing this high-level full welcome for.

Gao Qingsong was a little distressed at the dinner table when he saw that his father couldn't eat, so he asked, "Xiaojian, when will your people arrive?"

Hearing this, Gao Deren, the chairman of Shenke who has been in the limelight for more than 20 years, his eyes lit up, the eyes of the old Wu Mishu beside him lit up, and Wu Pei had a bad feeling in his heart.

Zhang Xiaojian glanced at the time and replied, "It should be about the same." ”

As soon as the words fell, the roar of cars in the distance was heard.

When Shenke's senior executives pushed open the wooden door, they saw seven or eight commercial vehicles driving on the dirt road on the opposite hillside, dusty and full of momentum.

Zhang Xiaojian took a bite of rice with a piece of fish, and said softly: "It's already here." ”

Gao Deren, Secretary Wu, and Wu Pei all put down their chopsticks and looked out the door.

Within two minutes, the sound of continuous flame-outs came, the sound of pushing the car door came, and more than 30 elites who were also dressed in suits and leather shoes, but with better quality and grade, came to the gate of the courtyard.

Yan Ci, the leader, combed a three-seven-point hairstyle today, which is not oily, but he still looks ugly.

He stepped into the courtyard, his eyes swept over the faces of many strangers who were almost dressed and looked like company managers, and finally his eyes were on Zhang Xiaojian, the boss who was eating.

Then he took a step out and waved his hand: "Wait." The more than 30 people of the team behind him all stood still, did not talk to each other, did not look left and right, and nailed to the ground like a stake.

Zhang Xiaojian, who was eating, looked at it and was very satisfied, the big oil head is not oily now, and he is very sensible.

He put down his chopsticks, looked at Gao Deren and asked, "Mr. Gao, did you have a dream when you first started doing real estate?"

Dream?

WHAT？

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