When Xie Hao mentioned that Director Yang didn't take care of his affairs first, he became angry. He was still the son of the city committee secretary.

This old man Yang doesn’t flatter him. He is determined to be strong, but if he doesn’t say hello first, isn’t this obviously not giving him face?

"Hey hey hey, it's my fault, I didn't notice you, the eldest young master just now." Director Yang smiled and patted Xie Hao on the shoulder, comforting the latter. He had some relatives with the Xie family, so he was not afraid that Xie Hao would be anything else.

"Now, have you seen it?"

"See, see."

Xie Hao raised his head and said, "I want that titanium alloy car, you can't sell it to that guy."

"That supercar from Yikena?"

"Opportune."

"This..." Director Yang said in a difficult situation: "My eldest master, this matter may not work..."

"Why?"

Director Yang coughed and said, "Because, Mr. Su, I want to carry 320 cars at my auto show, and the prices range from high to low, in turn."

"Damn!" Xie Hao cursed and said loudly: "You are so scaring me, how could it be possible? 320 cars, from high to low, have you been getting 700 to 800 million?"

His words attracted a lot of attention.

"What do I want to scare you? Ask yourself." Director Yang said, then waved to Tang Ze, "Mr. Tang, please come here."

Tang Ze came over and asked, "Director Yang, what's wrong?"

"The deal we just negotiated is at least 320 cars, right?" Director Yang said.

"That's right." Tang Ze nodded, then frowned and said, "Director Yang, you want to regret it when you say this, right? I'll tell you, then..."

"No, no, I didn't regret it, but someone didn't believe it." Director Yang said hurriedly.

Tang Ze didn't know Xie Hao, so he glanced at him squintedly, and said indifferently: "This is not my bragging, what is 320 vehicles? If it weren't for the newly purchased buildings of our company that were still being renovated, our Mr. Su would have brought you all the cars at the entire auto show."

"I still won't doubt Mr. Su's courage." Director Yang said with a smile.

When Xie Hao heard this, he felt disdainful: "You are going to brag about this cowhide, and you're still going to be a stolen person, it's funny."

"Ahem, Mr. Xie, I'm afraid I'm not bragging about this." On the side, a man pulled Xie Hao aside at the request of Director Yang's eyes and whispered to him: "A while ago, Mr. Su bought more than 20 billion houses, villas, apartments and buildings in Yangpu District."

"More than two hundred billion? Hiss..." Xie Hao took a deep breath when he heard this, no, right?

"Really, I didn't lie to you. Although not many people know about this, it is true." The man said: "By the way, he is the boss of Chaowei Technology Company. I heard from insiders that the overall industrial value of their company has exceeded 100 billion yuan, and the tax revenue last month was 400 billion yuan. Secretary Xie must treat such people with caution..."

"Damn, he is so arrogant? More awesome than me!"

Xie Hao was stunned. A company had 400 billion or 50 billion last month, so what was the profit?

It may not work if it is less than 30 billion.

"So, you may..." the man took the opportunity to say.

Xie Hao's eyes flashed and he said, "Forget it, I just looked at it for the first time and thought it was okay. Now I look at it again and find it is not very good anymore, so I give it to him, give it to him."

"Okay, Mr. Su."

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Chapter completed!