Chapter 64: Words Like Knives
Looking at Wang Haoran, who walked in front of him without a glance when he entered the house, Chen Guoliang raised his head.
The young man was a little angry when he thought about it, so he knew his identity and still insisted on not speaking, hey! The ridiculous self-esteem of young people, forget it, let's open my mouth and give a step first, Chen Guoliang thought to himself.
After coughing a little, Chen Guoliang cleared his throat
"The young man is really talented, go talk to my son first, it's rare that Xiao Kun can want to do a serious business, one million is not a decimal number, the old bottom has been taken out, let Xiao Kun find a time to take you to the house as a guest after the matter is completed."
Chen Guoliang felt that what he said was very appropriate, praised the other party, showed his support and approval for this matter, and finally revealed the meaning of closeness, as long as the other party is not a fool, he should be able to understand.
Wang Haoran didn't know Chen Guoliang, and he didn't know what happened to this person in the end, whether he was beaten as a little tiger in the future life, Wang Haoran didn't care and didn't have to think about it.
This is the first time Wang Haoran has shown his expression since he entered the room, different from the calm wind in the school, and also with the pride and spirit of pointing out the country when discussing Aihua with him, but like a depressed volcano, Ren Zexin thought.
"How did you become mayor? I think it's hard for you to even be a human being! In the face of Chen Guoliang's self-righteous pride, Wang Haoran opened his mouth calmly, as if asking "Have you eaten today?" as usual.
The leisurely expression on Chen Guoliang's face faded suddenly, and he opened his mouth, his face full of incredulity, wondering if he had heard it wrong.
Even Cai Chongxiang, who was standing at the door, was shocked that Wang Haoran, who was just listening to himself calmly along the way, would say such a thing at this moment, Wang Haoran's occasionally worried look in the car once made Cai Chongxiang think that in the end, Wang Haoran would bow his head and compromise, which was nothing more than a matter of reason to give less shares.
Wang Haoran didn't look at Chen Guoliang, who was still standing there, and walked in front of Chen Kun, who still couldn't believe that someone dared to speak to his Lao Tzu like this, looked down, and then sneered.
"You want to partner with me in business? 1 million for 30% of Aihua's shares? Do you know how much Aiwa is worth? It's okay if you don't have a big appetite and aren't afraid of dying, aren't you worried about supporting your whole family to death? ”
Words are like knives! The sarcasm and threat were like a cold dagger stabbing into his chest, Chen Kun's face turned red in an instant, and he clenched his fists.
Wang Haoran glanced at Chen Kun with a smile again.
Chen Kun didn't dare to make a move, although the other party was still a few years younger than him, but his physique, which lacked exercise and often reversed day and night, was obviously not the opponent of the other party's body that often exercised at first glance.
"Brother Ren, Sister Wen, let's go. Aihua has so many things, there is no need to waste time on this kind of person. ”
Wang Haoran walked out of the box with a few people who were still in a daze, and the sound of slapping the table and Chen Kun's cursing came from the box behind him, and the crisp sound of the cup being smashed to the ground could be heard.
The atmosphere in the car was a little weird, the silence was suffocating, no one spoke, Cai Chongxiang held the steering wheel and stared intently ahead, and Ren Zexin, who was sitting in the co-pilot next to him, also looked at the windshield with his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Brother Cai, find a tea restaurant, let's go have a cup of tea."
Chen Guoliang's secretary and driver, Yao Tianliang, realized that he had appeared at the wrong time when he entered the box.
Yao Tianliang watched Wang Haoran and the three of them leave, Wang Haoran's calm expression and Ren Zexin's uncomfortable expressions made Yao Tianliang think that it was what he thought in his heart.
Who would dare to think that there would be ordinary people who would dare to refuse the mayor of a city, Yao Tianliang couldn't imagine that Wang Haoran not only refused, but also deeply satirized and offended such a big man.
Yes, in Yao Tianliang's view, Chen Guoliang is an absolute big man for a civilian family like Wang Haoran, even for himself, Chen Guoliang is also a powerful person who can decide life and death with a word.
The atmosphere is a very interesting thing, there is no substantive form, but most of the time human beings who are the spirits of all things can feel it out of thin air, for example, in Yao Tianliang's view, the atmosphere in the box at this moment not only has the depressing feeling brought by the volcano that has been silent for a long time and is about to erupt, but also has a creepy sense that makes people dare not breathe.
Chen Guoliang's face was very calm, his eyes were gloomy, staring at the empty table in front of him, his hands were clenched, only familiar people could understand what kind of anger Chen Guoliang was suppressing at this moment from the green tendons on Chen Guoliang's clenched hands due to poor blood circulation.
The last time Chen Guoliang had such an expression was because someone on the Standing Committee voted a key vote to prevent Chen Guoliang from taking a key step in his career.
Chen Kun's face was flushed, his eyes widened as he looked at the broken glass on the ground, the innocent glass couldn't bear Chen Kun's anger towards Wang Haoran, Chen Kun's mouth was still smashing and cursing.
"This damn bastard, how dare you talk to me like this, I must give you some color to see。。。"
It's not so much a tantrum as a more appropriate description of a weak heart.
No matter how ruthless he is now, he can't change the cowardice he faced when facing Wang Haoran, after all, the body of a wealthy son will hurt if he is punched.
Chen Kun didn't feel that he was afraid of being beaten, but he just thought that a daughter like himself was not worthy of being like that of a bun. In Chen Kun's view, there are ways to make the other party kneel and beg for mercy.
"Grass you, there is the day when you kneel and beg for mercy and let me raise my noble hand, then I will see how you still stare at me!" Chen Kun felt frightened for a while when he thought of Wang Haoran's eyes staring at him before, and seemed to refute his cowardice at that time.
Chen Guoliang glanced at his son, who was still venting his anger next to him, and moved his gaze to his secretary.
"Let's go, Tianliang, you go drive first. Xiao Kun, you remember to make up for the broken cup to the waiter. ”
After saying it expressionlessly, Chen Guoliang took the lead out of the box.
Yao Tianliang drove the car cautiously, holding the steering wheel with both hands, looking intently ahead, most of the little people have practiced the ability to observe words and feelings, not to mention Yao Tianliang, who can go from a small civil servant to this point.
People in the officialdom who don't know how to observe words and emotions have long been sent to where they have been sent, and it is wishful thinking to want to become the leader's henchmen and drivers.
Chen Kun's face had changed his expression, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he was holding a Motorola 8808 that he had just bought a few days ago and sending text messages cracklingly.
Not confused, the forty-nine-year-old Chen Guoliang is about to enter the age of knowing the destiny of heaven as the ancients said.
But Chen Guoliang has not yet reached the realm of "sometimes you must have it in your life, and you can't force it in your life".
The reason why Chen Guoliang was angry didn't care about Wang Haoran's attitude.
In other words, whether Wang Haoran agreed to the matter of buying shares with an angry face or agreed with a smile, Chen Guoliang didn't care.
As long as he can eat the fat in his mouth, Chen Guoliang doesn't care if Wang Haoran loses his temper.
Unlike his son who just wants to make a little money to spend, Chen Guoliang, who has a vicious eye, sees a little deeper than Chen Kun.
It only took a few months to go from nothing to seven or eight branches, and the speed of making money like this is not just the small amount of money that Chen Kun thought, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is worth more than 100 million yuan in time.
originally thought that it was just a young man who relied on luck to find such a way to make money, but after meeting him, Chen Guoliang had no such thoughts.
Also, a person who can start a career from scratch at the age of a weak crown cannot rely on luck alone.
However, since the toast does not eat and drink, then no matter how good luck you are, it will come to naught in front of you.
Let yourself teach this fledgling kid a good lesson, in this society, it's useless to just have a brain. Chen Guoliang thought to himself.