Chapter 7: Dilemma (4)

Yao Yi continued: "Since all the elders agree with my statement, I believe that Mayor Narai should also understand the value of time, understand the value of this Purple Mountain Middle School place, and understand what it means to enter Purple Mountain Middle School, so we should not be led by his nose, after all, it is a seller's market now, we should firmly grasp the initiative and maximize the company's interests, otherwise, we will not sell." Therefore, I suggest that the next time Mayor Lai comes, we should have a good talk with him, and if we can't get along, we won't sell. Uncles and uncles, what do you think?"

Those people all smiled awkwardly, and could only say okay, what else could they say.

When Yao Bowen saw the final result, his face turned green with anger, and he said, "Dad, I'm a little unwell, I'll go first, I'll listen to you about this matter!"

Yao Boyi stretched out his thumb at Yao Yi.

Yao Hangju said very happily: "Okay, since everyone agrees with Yiyi's statement, we will have a good discussion with Mayor Lai to maximize the benefits, and if we can't meet our requirements, we will never sell it to him." Huh!"

He smiled heartily at Yao Yi.

Yao Yi thought to himself: "You cunning foxes, if you want to play with me, there is no way." In the future, if you are good to me, if it is not good, it will be up to me to see how Lao Tzu will play you to death at that time. ”

Yao Boyi walked up to Yao Yi and said: "Yiyi, what you said just now is so beautiful, look at your second uncle's grizzled face, I am happy when I think about it, he fought with me, he has never lost, I didn't expect to be cleaned up by you in the end, haha, I am so happy." ”

Yao Yi blinked and said confusedly: "Uncle, I didn't say anything, I just said what I thought in my heart." ”

Yao Boyi patted him and said, "Boy, give me back the pretend, you are as cunning as your father, you can speak well, your words made those old guys who want to take advantage of them one by one dumb and eat coptis- I can't say it, I gag their mouths, and you take the initiative of whether to sell quotas in your hands, even if you don't agree to sell, those old foxes can't blame you, that's the problem of the mayor of Lai, Yiyi, you are really amazing, I really didn't expect it, the matter of stumped your grandfather can be easily solved in front of you. ”

Yao Yi opened his mouth wide and said puzzledly: "Uncle, what are you talking about, I don't understand it at all." ”

At this time, Yao Hangju came over and said, "It's okay, our baby remembers and doesn't understand, but your uncle and second uncle understand, those shareholders understand, as long as they understand, haha, go, grandpa will take you to eat your favorite mutton stewed noodles, add more mutton and more coriander." Hehe, grandpa is so happy today!"

Yao Hangju took his hand and walked out.

After Yao Boyi saw them leaving, he sighed and said to himself: "Alas, it seems that the younger generation will be able to manage this company well in the future, I have no chance, this is much better than the second child to take care of it." Hmph, second, you see, I have memories, see how you will work against me in the company in the future. ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

His words were naturally heard clearly by Yao Yi, in addition to being able to hear this, only Yao Bowen himself could hear the rest, but unfortunately, he didn't know that Yao Yi already knew the little secret in his heart.

For this little secret, although the general trend is clear, the most feared thing in the world is to kill a Cheng bite gold halfway, and the future is still full of variables.

This old lady Yao and Yao Yi just walked into the Yuzhou Hotel, and a middle-aged man with a shy beer belly, a loose mustache, and a whole face like a mouse face walked over, and said with a smile on his face: "Ouch, isn't this the famous Boss Yao?"

Yao Hangju arched his hand and said, "Alas, I didn't expect to meet Mr. Jia here, what's the matter? Mr. Jia also likes Yuzhou cuisine?"

Mr. Jia said: "When it comes to this Yuzhou cuisine, it is still your credit, after eating Yuzhou cuisine with you a few days ago, I found that this Yuzhou cuisine is more delicious than our Yanjing cuisine here, I am more and more fond of the taste of this Yuzhou cuisine, hehe." ”

When Mr. Jia spoke, he glanced at Yao Yi who was standing beside Yao Hangju, and said: "Boss Yao, the little friend around you is your precious grandson, I heard that he was directly admitted to Purple Mountain Middle School with the first grade, which is the cradle of politicians, and I am afraid that your Yao family will have a big man in the future." ”

Yao Hangju happily closed his mouth, and said modestly: "Whereever, it's just his luck, hehe, go, I'll invite you, eat together." ”

Mr. Jia said: "Ouch, look at what you said, just for your precious grandson, I have to invite this meal, I have arranged a private room, let's go, let's sit in the private room, we can order whatever we want to eat today." ”

Yao Hangju invited Mr. Jia to dinner, just politely let him go, but what he didn't expect was that Mr. Jia took the initiative to invite him.

Yao Hangju thought to himself: "What's wrong with this kid, he is usually an iron rooster, he doesn't pull out a hair, why did he suddenly invite me to dinner." In the past, it was to take advantage of it, and he would never suffer a little loss, and treat his own employees, it was definitely the reincarnation of Huang Shiren, and today his head was kicked by a donkey or what's going on. Besides, this kid is a master who never suffers, how can he eat his food, even if he eats it, how to eat it and how to spit it out, it is better to stay away from him. ”

Thinking of this, Yao Hangju hurriedly said: "Don't don't, don't! Our ancestors and grandchildren are here to eat mutton stewed noodles, and you have already booked a private room, which means that you have a distinguished guest to arrive today, then we can't disturb you, you are busy first, and we will see you later." ”

After that, go.

Mr. Jia grabbed Yao Hangju's hand and said, "Brother, where did you say this, today's distinguished guests are you and your precious grandson, all when I celebrate my eldest grandson's admission to Purple Mountain Middle School, he is much better than my stupid son, and he is more than half a point away from the score line of Purple Mountain Middle School, I am really angry." ”

After listening to this, Yao Yi probably understood in his heart, but he was not angry, and scolded: "Wang Ba Lamb, a mouse-like thing, even wants to take advantage of grandpa, call me eldest grandson, you are my eldest grandson, since you have a treat, it's good, let you pretend to be a real grandson in a while, hum!"

In Yao Yi's little head, there was a stomach full of bad water, and he had already figured out how to deal with this miser.