Unconsciously, the founding generation is old, the temples are snow-white, and the energy is not as abundant as before, tired of the intrigues in the business sea, and more eager to tease their grandchildren and live in their old age. As a result, the old presidents began to retire gradually, the small presidents took over little by little, and many large enterprises also transitioned from the hands of the first generation to the rich second generation.

The second generation, who were born with a golden soup spoon in their mouths, have a vision beyond their peers. Eighty percent of them have received elite education, and some are proficient in several Chinese, so they are indeed the best candidates for succession. Of course, there are some black sheep, but most of them know how to measure themselves. There are basically very few brain-dead people like Guo Shao, and if their parents guide them a little, how low their IQ must be to be like that.

Zhong Shengqiang had hair wax on his head, all his black hair was counted backwards, wearing burgundy shoes and a burgundy tie, he was completely cosplaying with Flower Jacket, but his temperament was a little gloomy, not as sunny as Flower Jacket.

"Sister Qianqian, you're here!" Zhong Shengqiang took off his sunglasses and said in a flowing breath: "Count the days, we haven't seen each other for seven or eight days, do you miss me?" ”

"Miss your sister!" Wei Qianqian's eyebrows were raised, and she said impatiently: "Stay away from me, otherwise I will slap your face." "Wei Qianqian, who seems to be a weak lady, used to be the only black belt third dan in the taekwondo club of the University of Pennsylvania, and her seemingly slender little hands, if you make a fist, you can see a layer of calluses on it.

Zhong Shengqiang shrank back, Sheng Qiang and Long Teng have always been the two heroes in the real estate circle of the capital, and the two families are also world friends, one day Zhong Shengqiang pretended to be crazy and teased Wei Qianqian, but he was beaten up and broke three ribs. Since then, Zhong Shengqiang knows that Wei Qianqian is not easy to mess with, and she is a rose with thorns.

Zhong Shengqiang looked polite: "Everyone is a civilized person, don't be so angry." ”

"Are you still civilized?" Wei Qianqian was very disdainful: "A big man wears a colorful dress, you are embarrassed!" ”

"It's the latest trend, okay!" Zhong Shengqiang sneered: "Women should be gentle, otherwise they won't be able to get married." ”

"Who said they couldn't get married." Wei Qianqian stretched out her hand and pulled Luo Zhen out, held Luo Zhen's arm and chin slightly raised forty-five degrees, and introduced in an arrogant tone: "This is my fiancé Luo Zhen, graduated from Imperial Capital University of Posts and Telecommunications, president of the martial arts club, has won ten martial arts championships, and is good at fighting Jeet Kune Do. As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows and asked Zhong Shengqiang: "If you don't accept it, try it?" ”

"Fiancé?" Zhong Shengqiang looked Luo Zhen up and down, and his whole face instantly turned cold: "Can he match you?" "Over the years, Longteng Shengqiang has not fought less, and the two have always been equal. Zhong Shengqiang had dreamed of gaining both wealth after conquering Wei Qianqian, but he didn't expect a Luo Zhen to suddenly appear.

"I said yes." Wei Qianqian's chin rose slightly, and she said to Zhong Shengqiang: "Don't accept the heads-up!" ”

Luo Zhen, who drove the ducks to the shelves, is still unclear about the situation. Feeling that the little president was pinching himself, Luo Zhen hurriedly hugged Wei Qianqian's waist, and said, "Don't accept the heads-up!" ”

"I'll you!" Zhong Shengqiang was furious, and his teeth clenched. When he was about to break out, he suddenly smiled and said, "I wish you happiness." With that, he led the team to the other side of the auction hall.

"Whew!" Wei Qianqian let out a long breath of cold air: "This kid is getting more and more difficult to deal with." ”

"It's not easy to deal with, it's all angry like this, and you can still control yourself." Luo Zhen's admired five-body threw himself to the ground: "Xiaoxiong! ”

"Have you had enough?" Wei Qianqian squinted at Luo Zhen and said, "Hold it enough and let it go." ”

"Ahh Luo Zhen hurriedly let go of his hand, and the contrast given by the little president was too great. It's obviously a weak woman's body, but it contains the soul of a female man. If you are not familiar, it is easy to be deceived by the delicate appearance, but after being familiar, you will be shocked by the contrast between inside and outside.

"I want you to forget what just happened." After Wei Qianqian finished speaking, she took Lisa and Manager Li to sit in the bidding chair. The little president looks like a big spider, and everything just now seems to have never happened.

Luo Zhen sniffed and sat down sullenly. It's all clear. Wei Qianqian and Zhong Sheng choked on the fire and became a shield. Whose bowl is served, whose tube is listened to, this pot is set on its back.

Zhong Shengqiang's heart was not as calm as it seemed, he sat on the chair angrily, and instructed the secretary: "Have you got the bottom of Longteng's bid?" By the way, check the details of Luo Zhen. ”

"I'll do it." The secretary took out his phone and edited a text message with his fingers racing.

The secret mark started at sixteen o'clock, and now it is fifteen thirty, Li Zhengfeng tightened his briefcase, and his expression showed a trace of embarrassment. looked at Wei Qianqian, then at Luo Zhen, and said softly, "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

"Yes!" Wei Qianqian nodded and continued to fiddle with her phone. "Let's go!" Li Zhengfeng pulled Luo Zhen, and the two of them left the dark mark hall with briefcases.

Maybe it was too anxious, Manager Li rushed into the bathroom like a gust of wind, and only came out to wash his hands after being busy, looked at Luo Zhen strangely and said, "Why don't you go in?" ”

Luo Zhen has an optimistic personality and a big heart, and said softly: "I don't pee." ”

Li Zhengfeng threw Luo Zhen's mobile phone to him, and then his eyes widened, and he hated iron and said: "Why don't you kid have any eyesight, are you the manager, or am I the manager." Bag !! ”

"You are! You are! Luo Zhen suddenly took the briefcase and followed Li Zhengfeng back. The refreshed Manager Li was in a good mood and whistled playfully.

There was an undercurrent in the hall of the dark bid, and as the time approached, everyone began to prepare the bids. The dark mark is not better than the clear mark, and the chance is very large. The clear mark is to borrow money to pressure people, and the buyers keep increasing the price, and the one with the highest price finally wins. This can maximize the interests of the transferor, but it will leave many hidden dangers. Some bidders have a hot head, shouting a high price that they can't afford, and then leaving endless trouble.

Hidden bidding can avoid malicious bidding, everyone quotes an acceptable psychological price, or slightly higher, even if the company is not strong, there is a chance to win the bid, which is much fairer than the clear bid.

Each company is checking its own bids, and the bidding price remains the highest trade secret. If you let other companies know their bottom line, it's a problem!

Zhong Shengqiang's secretary leaned over happily and shook his phone at the president. After Zhong Shengqiang saw the above content clearly, his originally gloomy face became sunny. He took out his Parker pen and wrote a line of text on the tender, and a hint of evil appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wei Qianqian watched the time get closer and closer, and nodded to Lisa. The little secretary smiled mysteriously, and two small dimples flew up his cheeks, like a little fox who had stolen a chicken.