The other side.

Zhijin square.

In the conference room on the 23rd floor.

Zhao wanduan, dressed in a standard uniform, sat at the conference table.

Today, she is wearing a ball head, exquisite facial features, serious expression, and a strong feeling of a strong woman.

Next to her were several senior executives of chenglian group.

Opposite them.

A dignified middle-aged man also sat upright, holding a pen in his hand and playing with it rhythmically. He looked very relaxed.

This is Xiang Wentian, director of HUAFA group.

Next to him, there are also a bunch of executives.

Sitting here today, they are competing for an existing piece of land for sale.

This land was replaced by the previous old factory. Although the land occupation position is not very large, it has very high strategic significance. Both sides have very obvious intentions for this land.

Zhao Han pushed his big framed glasses and said, "Mr. Qian, our two families have had the last competition. Please judge now."

"Well..."

President Qian pondered, glanced at Zhao Han and asked the sky, and said, "I've heard about the strength of your two families for a long time. I'm very embarrassed about who to sell this land to. The prices of your two families are the same. It's very difficult for me to do."

Qian always stopped here.

Zhao Han and Xiang Wentian looked at each other and didn't speak.

"You see, let's make a bid at the end. You write your price on paper, and then we open the bottom on the spot. I'll give it to whoever has a high price, OK? I won't be embarrassed or unhappy, will I? " Money always has a slightly greasy face, and the smile is more and more rich: "let's make a decision. Well, this time, whoever is tall is who."

Zhao Han and Xiang Wentian looked at Qian Zong with a strong smile and secretly despised him.

The old man is so perfect in his words, but he is really a personal expert and careful in his calculations.

Their quotation has already come out, and the price difference is not big.

It's good. In the name of not hurting feelings, let the two play against each other.

This bid mentality is more insidious than auction house bid.

Auction houses can still know the bottom line when they bid. As long as the budget is appropriate, they can continue to compete with each other, but they only have one chance to bid. If it's a little bad, they'll miss it forever.

So.

In order to get the land, they have to bid hard and give their highest budget price. There is no chance to stay.

Come here.

Even if both sides know that this is the ultimate big move, there is no way but to take it.

Xiang Wentian tapped his fingers on the table rhythmically. Looking at President Qian, he smiled and said, "what's the matter? Qian always says that. He is not afraid of our two families. He has already said it in private, and then he will do it on purpose? "

"Ha ha."

Qian always waved his hand and didn't mind: "I don't worry about this at all. Who doesn't know that you two have always been the biggest competitors. It would be strange if you could unite together. After all, you don't have a common interest starting point at this point, right?"

"Ha ha!"

He made a ha ha to Wentian and didn't speak again.

"Let's start now."

Mr. Qian pushed his hand. The assistant next to him immediately took A4 paper and delivered it to both sides.

"Serve tea!"

Qian always laughed and shouted.

Don't worry about this bid.

They must be given enough time, or they can't squeeze out the most oil and water.

Zhao Han and Xiang Wentian both glanced at each other, and then whispered with the executives around them. Several financial departments around them also began to make a rapid budget.

Soon.

Fifteen minutes later.

Zhao Han first wrote on A4 paper. It took a while. After she finished writing, she folded the A4 paper together, put it in front of her, and looked at Xiang Wentian opposite with a smile.

Xiang Wentian soon gave his own answer.

The two sides handed over the final price. Qian rubbed his hands, took the lead in opening the paper handed over by Zhao Han, looked at the numbers on it, and the smile on his face became more and more strong.

Follow.

He opened the door again and asked about the price.

After reading it.

Several people on President Qian's side exchanged opinions in a low voice, and the conference room was quiet again.

General Qian looked at Xiang Wentian.

"Hey, hey, it seems that president Zhao is still reluctant to give up."

Xiang Wentian noticed General Qian's eyes and couldn't help showing a smile on his face. He looked at Zhao Han with pride.

Zhao Han remained unmoved and sat firmly in her seat.

"Sorry, Mr. Xiang."

Mr. Qian looked at it for a while and slowly said, "it seems that we have no chance to make this transaction. You're out."

"What?!"

Xiang Wentian, who had a smile on his face, suddenly became stiff and looked at Qian incredulously: "did I hear you right? Are you mistaken? "

"Indeed."

Qian always nodded with certainty.

Now.

Xiang Wentian's face suddenly darkened and looked coldly at Zhao Han: "Zhao Han, you're crazy! I gave you the reinforcement, but the biggest one within the budget. How can you be higher than me? No matter how high you are, you don't have any money to earn. For a piece of land, there's no need to fight with us to the end, right? "

"Really?"

Zhao Han looked at him with an eyebrow: "at this point, you don't have to question me at all. Chenglian group has the strength to take this land and maximize it."

"I want to see the final number."

Xiang Wentian gritted his teeth and looked at the government personnel responsible for taking the lead: "I want to ensure the fairness of this time. I want to see their price."

"No problem."

Mr. Qian didn't refuse either. He directly put Zhao Han's plan in front of him: "Mr. Zhao is willing to take out another 3% of the original price. Although he doesn't have as much money as you immediately, it flows a long time, which is far greater than the price he gives you."

"You are a businessman. You don't need me to give you this account again?"

"You..."

Xiang Wentian looked at the black and white words on it incredulously and stood up directly from his seat.

He never thought of it.

Zhao Han unexpectedly took out such a big killer.

Three percent of the shares have been very, very high. He never thought of the borgengli of chenglian group.

"Good, good!"

Xiang Wentian supported the table with both hands and looked at Zhao Han covetously: "today, I finally learned your skills. You cattle, I have seen Xiang Wentian."

"Hum!"

Finish.

Xiang Wentian arched his hand at Qian Zong, violently pushed away the stool, pushed the door and left.