Song Feng said: "In other words, if you want the real estate association to change its attitude, you must first convince the president Xu Zihao?"

"Indeed."

Miss Mei sighed, the trouble is here.

The relationship between Xu Zihao and the Jia family can be described as wearing a pair of pants.

Money or anything else can't affect the relationship between the two families at all.

Song Feng thought about it, and suddenly showed a relaxed and happy smile.

Miss Mei hesitated, "Did Mr. Song think of a new plan to break the game?"

Song Feng said, "I haven't come up with a plan, but I think it's much simpler than I seem."

"Oh?"

Miss Mei was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what Song Feng meant.

The situation is obviously very complicated, why does Song Feng say that it is simpler than it seems?

Song Feng said lightly: "Miss Mei, don't think about anything else first, and tell me everything about Xu Zihao's situation." Let's start with the business when he was old."

"Whether you can break the game or not, the key is this person, I want to have a comprehensive understanding of Xu Zihao."

"I can tell you everything about Xu Zihao, but I must remind you that Xu Zihao is a relative of the Jia family, and his personality is not much different from the Jia family, they are all ruthless and unscrupulous people to achieve their goals."

"You must be careful when you come into contact with him."

Miss Mei repeatedly reminded Song Feng that none of the entrepreneurs who can make the company bigger and stronger are fuel-efficient lamps.

As a distant relative of the Jia family, Xu Zihao's personality is generally the same as the overall character of the Jia family.

People smile and grin, and people say to start.

When dealing with him, you have to keep ten minds.

If you are not careful, you will be sold by Xu Zihao.

Xu Zihao's Hsu Real Estate Group is not only one of the largest real estate companies in the region.

Xu Zihao alone almost monopolized one-third of the market share of Jiangcheng building materials.

Ten o'clock in the morning the next day.

In front of Xu's Real Estate Group.

Several cars slowly parked in the parking lot, and under the protection of many bodyguards, Xu Zihao, the president of the group, entered the group building with an expressionless face.

Not long after Xu Zihao entered, Song Feng, who was sitting in the flower bed in the square and eating breakfast, threw the packaging in his hand into the trash.

After tidying up the clothes on his body, he walked unhurriedly to the gate of the group.

"Stop!"

In front of the group, several security guards who were patrolling stopped the uninvited guests in front of them.

A middle-aged man with the name "Captain of Security" on his badge looked up and down at the young man in front of him.

I vaguely felt that this person was a little familiar, and I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

"Is there anything going on?"

Song Feng smiled lightly.

More than an hour ago, Song Feng was already waiting here.

Just to be able to see Xu Zihao immediately.

"Sir, do you have an appointment?"

The security captain politely asked Song Feng about his intentions.

Judging from the appearance, Song Feng does not look like an employee of the company, let alone a businessman.

Out of his own duties, the security captain must find out Song Feng's identity.

Song Feng said, "I am your friend of President Xu, and I have something to talk to him about, so please get out of the way."

"Mr. Xu's friend? Boy, don't be afraid to flash your tongue when you say big things."

A young security guard sneered with a contemptuous expression: "It's not you who pulled the big flag and pulled the tiger skin, how old are you, and you dare to say that it is a friend of President Xu?"

"Look at you wearing a cheap torn suit, and you are embarrassed to swagger to see Mr. Xu?"

"Ugly people do a lot of weird, it's you, right?"

Hearing this, several other security guards burst into laughter.

Song Feng was wearing a hand-made suit without any brand logo on it.

Fell to a few

In the eyes of the security guards, they treated them as dozens or hundreds of stalls.

Judging from his age, Song Feng is even more unlikely to be Xu Zihao's friend.

If Song Feng is a child of a rich family, it is impossible for Tong'an.

The security guards have been guarding the gate for the group for a long time, ushering in the send-off, and have seen many big people and children of the family.

Every child of the family is a character who wears gold and silver and has an extraordinary bearing.

With a lot of luxuries.

Song Feng was dressed simply, wearing a suit that could not be seen as a brand, and the leather shoes on his feet were dusty.

said that it is a rich second generation, more like an ordinary salesperson.

"Don't laugh."

The security captain waved his hand, interrupted his laughter, and said angrily, "Mr. Xu is not in the company, you can come back in a few days."

Song Feng said unhurriedly, "But I saw Mr. Xu enter the company building accompanied by several bodyguards."

"Are you finished? I said that Mr. Xu is not here, so hurry up and go, don't affect our work here!"

The security captain originally thought that Song Feng would retreat in spite of the difficulties, but he didn't expect Song Feng to chatter.

Even if you see Xu Zihao entering the group, what can you do, the little people who have no power and no power are not qualified to meet Xu Zihao.

Several security guards geared up to violently clear the venue.

One of the security guards reached out and pushed Song Feng, scolding him for being boring.

Song Feng shook his head, too lazy to worry too much about these people.

In the next second, Song Feng's hands came out together.

By pointing, all these security guards are set on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, several security guards looked like wooden carvings, standing motionless in different shapes.

Song Feng patted the security captain on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Don't think that if you become a staff member of a big group, you will become a big man."

"It's best to be polite when you receive people and things in the future, otherwise, be careful of suffering."

Leaving these words, Song Feng stepped into the group hall.

What happened outside has been filmed by the surveillance probe at the door.

Several security guards in the monitoring room called for manpower to organize forces to intercept Song Feng.

While informing President Xu Zihao of the sudden situation.

"Song Feng! Why is he here?"

In the office, Xu Zihao frowned and looked at the surveillance video on the computer screen.

I was puzzled.

"It should be for that matter, this kid, will really make trouble for me."

"Why did you drag me into the fire pit when you knew it was impossible?"

After a while, Xu Zihao picked up the phone at hand and said, "I'm Xu Zihao, tell the security guards in the lobby on the first floor to get out of the way and don't block Song Feng."

"Inform Song Feng that I will wait for him in the office and ask him to come up to me directly."

The front desk lady who received the call immediately passed on Xu Zihao's order.

More than a dozen security guards who formed the human wall looked at each other and reluctantly got out of the way.

Not long after, footsteps could be heard outside the office.

Xu Zihao took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it, and looked at the direction of the door with both eyes without blinking.

When Song Feng pushed the door in, Xu Zihao spit out a puff of smoke rings, put the cigarette in his hand on the ashtray, and pretended to be calm: "Mr. Song is here, Xu has missed the distance, please forgive Mr. Song."