"I can afford thousands of workers. As for the drawing You can save it for another life. " After that, Ji Zhengting is going to hang up. But soon, a voice came from the phone, "Ji Zhengting, do you really prefer to keep the project there rather than buy my drawings out of a billion yuan?"

"Don't forget that the drawing belongs to me." This sentence comes out with the domineering power of the strong in the cold.

The other side hums a smile, "you also don't forget, now the ownership of the drawing is me."

"How can you have it? Can you build such a building? "

"I can't build it, but you can't build it."

On the phone, I fell into a brief confrontation.

Ji Zhengting sat quietly, tapping the sandalwood on the armrest of the sofa with his fingers, once, twice That is not loud voice, but let the heart hair.

"A hundred million, I can consider giving you face." Finally, it was Ji Zhengting who took the lead.

To tell you the truth, his opening has been regarded as a big face for Yang Zhengtian. Moreover, he is doing business outside and will never take the initiative to bid. This is an exception.

If it wasn't for the impending project, he would not have broken the rule.

However, the other party was not satisfied. On the phone, you can hear Yang Zheng breathing more and more heavily. He must be very angry. "Ji Zhengting, are you not afraid that you can't deliver the work as scheduled? Will the government take back your piece of land by force at that time?"

The land originally belonged to the government. The purpose of building a building for Ji Zhengting was to win honor for the city. The time limit was three years. If the time limit is exceeded, the government has the right to recover the land.

However, who knows that Ji Zhengting has acquired that piece of land from the government afterwards.

"You think too much. I've bought that piece of land in my own name." Ji Zhengting said calmly.

The other party was obviously shocked, and half a day later he came back to himself, "then you would rather leave that piece of land empty than spend a billion to earn your 10 billion, or even more?"

Since he bought the whole piece of land, Ji Zhengting should want to pay more quickly.

"For me, a billion and 10 billion are just the difference between more zeros and less zeros. The drawing in your hand is a building, but if it can't be built, it's a piece of waste paper."

"Yes, we'll see!"

Ji Zhengting didn't make any more noise and handed the phone to Gao Xin. Gao Xin took it and put it on the phone.

"President, why don't you just make a bargain with Yang and buy the drawings?" Gao Xin said he did not know.

Although one billion is not a small sum, compared with the consumption of thousands of people, plus the engineering shutdown, and so on The loss of one billion should be small.

Ji Zhengting snorted coldly and smoked a cigarette from his cigarette box. "If he wanted to do this business with me sincerely, he would not publish the drawings first and then talk about this business with me."

Ji Zhengting also breathed a sigh from the bottom of his heart. I've been cut off by others for the result I've been waiting for. How dare I come to talk to him about the terms

Ji Zhengting has been in business for so many years. It's the first time that he's been put together secretly.

"You mean Yang Zheng just wanted to test our situation?" Gao Xin is half guessing and half doubting.

"Or rather, he came to laugh. Or, I thought I would humbly beg him to return the drawings to us. " Ji Zhengting is analyzing.

"The old fox!" Gao Xin gritted his teeth.

"On the other side of the construction site, you'll send someone to supervise. Don't stop the project. At most, it's a delay." At present, Ji Zhengting can't think of a better way, so he can only delay the start time.

"But it's not the way to procrastinate. We spend millions a day!" Gao Xin stamped his feet in a hurry.

Ji Zhengting said nothing.

Now it's too late to find someone to redesign the graphics. And it's not a matter of two days to design a landmark building. Now we can only find a suitable excuse to give up the symbolic choice.

However, this excuse must convince the public, otherwise, it will have a certain impact on Ji's reputation.

……

In the evening, song Qingcheng came home early to wait for Ji Zhengting to come back. He left in a hurry at noon, which always made her feel abnormal.

Finally, at eight o'clock in the evening, he was finally heard back.

Song Qingcheng is in a hurry to go down and have a look, but she doesn't want to. Because she is in a hurry, she bumps her leg against the tea table, and she shows her teeth in pain. Holding the sofa, I can't hold my legs for a long time.

When she heard someone coming up, she guessed that he was coming up. She didn't want to be hit by him, so she stood up on her legs and walked towards the door.

Ji Zhengting pushed the door in and saw her worries at a glance.

"You Are you back? " She looked at him, not knowing what to say.

When she moved, Ji Zhengting noticed that something was wrong with her walking. He went to help her, "what's wrong with her feet?"

"I knocked on the tea table just now." Song Qingcheng didn't hide it, and he knew that he couldn't, because he would go downstairs later, and the pain would be worse.Ji Zhengting subconsciously looked at the tea table next to his eyes, but was attracted by something falling on the ground. He went over and bent over to pick it up.

"What is this?" He asked song Qingcheng.

“?” Song Qingcheng limped over and didn't know what he was holding. He wanted to reach out and have a look, but Ji Zhengting didn't give it to her.

"This..." As soon as song Qingcheng opened her mouth, Ji Zhengting made a "shush" with her. She was shocked and subconsciously raised her hand to cover her mouth.

Ji Zhengting already knows that this is a monitor. As for who installed it in their room

"Did you give away my email password to someone else?" Ji Zhengting asked her in a cold voice that he was totally different from him in peacetime.

Song Qingcheng was stunned by his question.

Ji Zhengting pointed to the things in his hand, pointed to his ears, and told her that it was a monitor.

"I didn't, absolutely not." Song Qingcheng shook his head and cooperated with him.

In fact, she was not sure what he was holding, but it was definitely not a good thing.

"No?" He raised his voice and said, "you are the only one who knows my email password. Why did it leak out now?"

Ji Zhengting's attitude is still cold, and his tone is even a bit aggressive.

Song Qingcheng didn't know whether what he said was true or false, so he could only say: "Zhengting, I really didn't..."

"Song Qingcheng, you let me down so much!"

Song Qingcheng looks at him sadly. Although I know that he is acting, it is heartbreaking to see his indifference and distrust.

"Get out!" Ji Zhengting is ruthless.