When Zhang Xiaojian said this, he held chopsticks and trouser legs, and sat at the old wooden table in the courtyard.

In front of him were still fish bones that he had just spit out, the rice had bottomed out, and there were still two pieces of fish meat in the bowl, but the appearance was a little sacred.

Lao Gao was a little confused by the question, and suddenly remembered that he would always ask such unnutritious questions when interviewing staff, but today the roles were reversed, and he was not an interviewer, but a candidate.

Candidates need to have the attitude of the candidates, and no matter what strange questions the interviewer asks, try their best to answer them to the satisfaction of the interviewer.

It's just that...

What do you mean, 'When you first started doing real estate, did you have a dream?'

What a dream..

Isn't doing real estate to make money?

Of course, the vulgar answer of making money is definitely not good, Lao Gao is puzzled, and it is really difficult to answer Zhang Xiaojian's question... At the same time, I also felt the pain of the applicant.

Of course, his face was as heavy as water, and he didn't show a trace of incomprehension in his heart at all.

But even so, Zhang Xiaojian, who had been waiting for a long time to no avail, still looked disappointed.

Lao Gao is not Lao Sun after all.

It doesn't seem to be able to make 100 million yuan by talking about dreams, so Zhang Xiaojian stopped asking, and said straight to the point: "I want Shenke to become a real estate developer with dreams." ”

As he spoke, he took a piece of fish meat from the bowl, chewed it twice, looked at Lao Gao, Wu Pei and the big secretary looked at him in some surprise, and spit out a fish bone.

"What is a real estate company with a dream?" Wu Pei asked at this time, his cold eyebrows full of doubts.

Zhang Xiaojian replied: "The house needs quality, and you can't cut corners. ”

Bai Yang shook his head with a smile and continued: "The price should be lower, so that young people can bear less burden." ”

Su Yu listened to Baiyang's words, and looked at herself, so she had no choice but to say: "The wages should be higher, and the wages should be paid to the migrant workers on time." ”

Gao Qingsong raised a finger and said in agreement: "The most important thing is that we can not make money!"

............

Young people have dreams.

This is understandable, but successful people are called dreamers, and unsuccessful people are called fools.

The suggestions made by Zhang Xiaojian and his friends don't sound too dreamy, but they are actually very dreamy.

Lao Gao and Wu Pei, who have been doing real estate for so many years, don't understand why they can say such childish things - it's because they don't know how rich Zhang Xiaojian is.

They just frowned, surprised, and incomprehensibly looked at the four young men sitting across from them.

At this time, the old lady sitting on the C seat of the old wooden table spoke: "Little sword, I have answered this matter." ”

Zhang Xiaojian looked at the old man and found that the old man's eyes, which were originally a little cloudy, now looked as clear as the stream that had just been fished.

He didn't know what the story was, but Gao Qingsong did.

The old man is actually the real founder of Shenke, who worked hard all the way with a few children, and later his father was not considered to succeed to the throne, but he did make Shenke bigger and stronger.

Why did the old man in the middle of his prime go home and continue farming, Gao Qingsong didn't know, but he only knew that his second uncle had an accident on the construction site.

Although the old man has not asked about the company's affairs for many years, and he can't help much after the company's problems, it still has weight to open his mouth at this time.

Gao Deren was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay." ”

Su Yu, Bai Yang, and Zhang Xiaojian didn't understand why they were gritting their teeth like this.

Gao Qingsong understands that this 'good' word is equivalent to how much interest he has given up for his father Gao.

It's just that there is no way now, Shenke needs a large injection of funds.

Zhang Xiaojian nodded with satisfaction, and then beckoned.

Yan Ci, who was very discerning, came to his side quickly.

Zhang Xiaojian introduced: "Yan Ci, my deputy, is responsible for this capital injection negotiation, I don't have any problem with injecting 10 billion yuan, but I need some voice and conditions, and we have to talk about it slowly." ”

Gao Deren and Wu Pei stood up and shook hands with Yan Ci, Yan Ci had a kind smile, but this smile was very familiar to the Gao family couple who had been in the shopping mall for a long time, and knew that even if they got this capital injection, they were afraid that they would bleed heavily.

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There is no emotion in business negotiations.

Few people are grandsons, because dreams make 100 million.

Yan Ci finally smelled a smell of blood in this old farmyard, and he was as excited as a baby shark in the sea.

Just a few bites he found that it seemed that the opponent was a little weak...

It's a bit weak indeed.

Although Shenke is a middle-class real estate developer, and the executives at all levels are mature, after all, the profession is to manage people, develop real estate, not negotiate.

But Yan Ci's specialty is negotiation...

The team he brought with him is very balanced in all aspects, and the distribution of responsibilities is clear, although it cannot be compared with the team that specializes in fighting tough battles in the magic capital, but the ability is still very strong.

And he found that Zhang Xiaojian, who didn't care so much about money before, seemed to be very excited.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he actually said: "Uncle and aunt, although Gao Qingsong and I are good friends, but in business, now I can only call you Gao Lao Wu, let's say, how much equity can I give?"

Gao Deren: "......"

Wu Pei: "......"

The two of them thought to themselves, when did you take us as an uncle and aunt?

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"Twenty?"

"No, thirty. ”

"Twenty-one at most. ”

"Thirty. ”

"Not really, up to twenty-two. ”

"Xiao Gao, I think you're a little floating. Zhang Xiaojian held a cigarette in his mouth and said lightly.

Lao Gao was stunned, didn't he still pay back to Lao Gao just now, why did he become smaller and taller now?

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"The company still has an undeveloped piece of land. ”

"I want it all. ”

"Seventy percent at most. ”

"All of them. ”

"Seventy-five at most, Auntie, I'm interesting enough. ”

"Xiao Wu, now you are not my aunt. ”

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Gao Qingsong stood aside and rolled his eyes from time to time, always feeling that Zhang Xiaojian was deliberately taking advantage of him, why did his parents change from uncles and aunts to old Gao and Lao Wu, and finally evolved into Xiao Gao and Xiao Wu, who seemed to be lower than his own generation.

But it's strange to say, the harder Zhang Xiaojian, Yan Ci and the team slashed, the more comfortable he became.

This made Gao Qingsong more or less feel that Zhang Xiaojian's intention to meddle in this matter was not purely to help himself, which made him feel a lot less indebted.

It's just that listening to 'Xiao Gao Xiao Wu' Gao Qingsong is very uncomfortable.

This kind of contradictory and tangled mood is very subtle, so subtle that Gao Qingsong later wanted to scold his mother a little, and looked at Zhang Xiaojian and said: "Xiao Gao..."

Gao Qingsong couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to interrupt Zhang Xiaojian, but he thought that the reason why Zhang Xiaojian did this might be to reduce the burden on his heart and was a little moved.

It's not really subtle, it's too subtle...

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