Chapter 395

The door of the teahouse has been closed for a long time. I don't know what's in it. Fang Ye hurried when he left, which means he ran away.

Yi Hansheng looked up and drank the last sip of tea in the cup, sneering: "what?!"

Ling Qingzhou was self-supporting and could not say such a thing, but she also sneered.

After they left, they couldn't wait to call Jiang Fuyue——

Yi Hansheng: "it's done! Two billion in hand!"

Ling Qingzhou was one step late and got a mechanical Reply of "on the phone".

After two minutes, he dialed, "we won."

"Well, you did a good job."

Ling Qingzhou was suddenly upset. Jiang Fuyue said "you", not "you".

As like as two peas, he found that he still dislike sharing her compliments with Yi Sheng, just like the two people who were assistants.

On the surface, they strive for merit, but in fact they compete for favor.

"Sign the contract tomorrow. Do you want to come?"

Jiang Fuyue: "no, you can handle it."

"OK."

With Fang Ye's release, two billion yuan is almost certain.

He Yongjing was the most surprised.

Having been with Fang ye for so many years, he knows his boss too well. He will fight every minute and is strong and arbitrary. Ordinary people don't want to grab meat from him.

But this Yufeng real estate is no longer robbing meat from this man, but tearing a piece of meat directly from him!

And it took only one day!

Awesome!

After signing the contract and going through the relevant legal process, bronze Street officially changed hands and sold it to Lou group. On the same day, 2 billion cash was transferred to Yufeng's corporate account.

At the beginning, the cost of buying these old houses was less than 200 million, that is to say, this tumultuous River Fuyue made a net profit of 1.8 billion!

Ling Qingzhou and Yi Hansheng each share 180 million yuan. Apart from the investment of 150 million yuan, they also make a profit of 30 million yuan. Moreover, they hold 10% of Yufeng shares in their hands, which is equivalent to holding the golden hen!

I'm afraid I can't earn more in the future?

Rounding is about equal to white whoring.

They laughed all day.

Yi Hansheng also inexplicably sent a big red envelope to his "Secretary tiantuan".

"What's the matter with President Yi?"

People who usually dig their nostrils suddenly have no sex in the trench today. It's strange!

"It won't make us happy first. Will you take it back later?"

This is really what Yi Hansheng can do.

"President Yi has been in a particularly beautiful mood recently, isn't he... Cough... In love?"

"Don't say it's really possible! There must be a situation with a proud and radiant face!"

“……”

Chatter and gossip.

Yi Hansheng is standing at the door of the office. Dalala overhears the secretaries talking about his personal x-ability from his alternate girlfriend.

Horizontal trough——

Working hours, do you want to be so hot?!

Finally, he slipped away.

If you can't afford it, you don't hear it.

At the same time, Ling Qingzhou, who didn't go to the company to work at home, looked at the flow of funds and immediately contacted the finance department to make up for the 100 million cash withdrawn a week ago.

Suddenly, the mobile phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, it was Yi Hansheng.

He doesn't really want to answer.

"Hello, what's up?" but he finally answered.

"After such a big sum of work, Fang Ye has been defeated and won't come out to celebrate?"

Ling Qingzhou subconsciously refused.

Yi Hansheng suddenly said, "Miss promised that she would come, so it doesn't matter if you don't show up, really."

By implication, you'd better not come.

Ling Qingzhou's eyes were dark and quickly hooked his lips: "address."

He won't let Yi Hansheng be alone with Jiang Fuyue!

"Sent you, 7 p.m., king."

It's night.

Jiang Fuyue said to Jiang Xiaodi and was ready to go out.

Jiang Xiaodi dada ran over: "it's so late, pay attention to safety!"

"OK."

He stood still, as if waiting for something.

In Mingming, Wu Qianzheng frantically urges him to go back. He's still broadcasting live and giving a pink warning.

Jiang Fuyue smiled and touched his head. The little boy blushed shyly and contentedly. Then he turned and ran back to the live studio.

Wu Qian: "..." isn't it just killing by touching the head? I have hands, too! Why doesn't little sinking star let me touch it?

Jiang Chenxing: "! So you want to touch me?!

At 7 p.m., King's bar.

Huben didn't know that Jiang Fuyue was coming. At the moment, he was catching a waiter to lecture. When he saw her, he almost peed. He immediately recalled whether he had done anything bad recently.

Hoo ~ No.

He breathed a sigh of relief, walked over and whispered, "sister Yue."

"You're busy first. Just treat me as an ordinary guest."

So I didn't come to inspect the work.

That's

Go Play City Sports! Engage in consumption!

Tiger Ben understood and vowed to give the boss an unforgettable experience.

At the same time, Ling Qingzhou arrived.

But there was a small tail behind him, but he didn't know it.

Ling Xuan sat in the car and watched his father step into the largest bar in linhuai with a blank face.