Chapter 1789 Who are you?
"Thank you for your concern. There are very few people who think about us, the common people, who will definitely ask Director Cao to go to Wanzi Qianhong for consumption if you have the chance another day, and also ask Director Cao to enjoy the glory!"
Boss Zhou said confidently on the phone, with a heroic tone that he would have to suffer heavy bleeding and sacrifice his life to accompany a gentleman.
This is the first time Director Cao has encountered such a wonderful person like this and can't help but smile and shake his head secretly.
"Boss Zhou is really joking. This is actually my responsibility, so there is no need to be too polite!"
"I'll ask me more here. Director Cao, is this plan the big plan that Mr. Xu of Xinghui Real Estate has shown to Volkswagen in a high-profile manner? This is a hot topic on the ground in Shanghai? Even I, an outsider, have heard it from my friends several times!"
Director Cao raised his eyebrows and then laughed loudly, "Xinghui Real Estate has indeed participated in the relevant planning meetings in our Qinghe District, so it should be roughly different. However, after all, this is the overall planning of the district, and it may be fine-tuned according to the actual situation. So at that time, I hope that Boss Zhou will understand and cooperate with our work more. If any losses are caused during this period, the district will make corresponding compensation according to the situation!"
This is undoubtedly a big empty talk. As long as Boss Zhou is not a fool, he should understand what Director Cao is and cannot make such a promise on behalf of Qinghe District.
But he didn't seem to care about this, or maybe he didn't know the tricks therein. He just laughed and said, "Shanghai City is indeed very different from my hometown. I still believe in Director Cao and the government!"
Director Cao thought to himself, isn’t this a completely stupid guy?
"Then let's do it first. Boss Zhou can take a closer look. We don't want people from all walks of life who actively participate in the construction of Qinghe District to suffer any losses in their interests, but sometimes it may not be foolproof!"
Director Cao hung up the phone. He was afraid that he could not help but point it out to the foolish man directly, and then he called Xu Donghai.
"Mr. Xu, the ones who snatched a few pieces of land from you are actually the same person. I have checked his information. He is a coal boss from the north, named Zhou Fusheng. He is following the path of Director Xu in our unit. However, I have just inquired about it with Director Xu. It should not be a reliable relationship. You can think of a solution first. If it really doesn't work, you can also make appropriate adjustments to the plan directly. I believe that the district should support your ideas and work of Xinghui Real Estate!"
"Thank you, Director Cao, I understand what to do!"
Xu Donghai of course understood the meaning of Director Cao's words. It was not a strong relationship, nor would it affect the overall planning of Xinghui Real Estate. Similarly, this person is not a local snake or a river. With the size of Xinghui Real Estate, it can be easily solved. Director Cao doesn't need to be a villain.
This is actually the significance of Hao Jun’s inspiration to invite Boss Zhou out with a flash. At least it will not be as fanfare as Longteng Group directly intervenes. He is a person who has nothing to do with Longteng Group. If he really pursues it, he is even a person who has had conflicts with Longteng Group.
Xinghui Real Estate sent a public relations manager and relevant staff to directly contact Boss Zhou's real estate company in Qinghe District.
Xu Donghai knew it and even felt that he was no longer necessary to send a vice president over.
The manager of the public relations department is Meng. He is a tall and muscular man with a height of nearly two meters tall, with an inverted triangle figure. The suit looks like a tights on him, which gives people a sense of pressure in front of others.
To be precise, the public relations department of Xinghui Real Estate can be divided into two categories. One is the same as Manager Meng, which is intimidating to see, and the other is the delicate words that make people feel weak, but when they arrive at the table, they can be one of the three female heroes in the wine.
The front desk didn't stop him, and in fact he didn't intend to stop the Xinghui Real Estate staff who rushed in. Boss Zhou was playing cards with a few of his subordinates at this moment in front of a square table that was temporarily pieced together. There was a stack of cash on the table, and it seemed that the amount was quite good.
Manager Meng came in awesomely and opened his eyes to see it, and he immediately burst into laughter. The broken real estate company included the dozing fat girl at the front desk, and there were only seven or eight people, four of them playing cards. The remaining one was sleeping on the side, and the other was simply separated to see the keyboard clattering in the work area, and it was actually playing games inside.
"Hey, is there anyone here that makes a sound?"
Manager Meng shouted loudly without hesitation.
The front desk was actually very close to Boss Zhou. She raised her head when she heard the sound, her face was stinky, and pointed at them and scolded: "Who are you? Who told you to break in casually?" She turned to look at Boss Zhou who was playing cards and said, "Mr. Zhou, I can't stop you!"
Boss Zhou finally was willing to put down the card, looked up, waved his hand, let the front desk go away, and asked, "How many people are?"
"You are Mr. Zhou, sorry, I'm here to visit. I'm Meng Kai, the public relations manager of Xinghui Real Estate. I'm meeting for the first time!"
Manager Meng made a preliminary judgment on the company, thinking that the company was indeed the same as Mr. Xu had expected, and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to blackmail Xinghui Real Estate.
What I see is not like a company with the ability to develop real estate, but more like a loan shark!
Manager Meng felt this very intuitively.
"Sit down, I'll play this card first!"
Boss Zhou glanced at Manager Meng, continued to pick up the cards on the table, and soon re-entered a state of selfless playing cards.
Manager Meng turned around and couldn't find a place where so many of them could sit. This company was really a bit shabby.
After finally waiting for Boss Zhou to finish the game, he patted the people around him and said, "Hurry up, go and make tea to greet the guests!"
Then he raised his head and looked at Manager Meng and said, "Is Manager Meng interested in coming with us?"
Manager Meng waved his hand, how could he have the time to waste his time here?
Boss Zhou looked like a pity and shouted at the sleeping employee: "Goudan'er, stop sleeping, get up and play cards with your uncle!"
The sleeping people did not respond, and the people around them who played games were even more unresponsive.
Boss Zhou cursed, stood up, bypassed Manager Meng and his group of people, and slapped the heads of the sleeping staff. When he looked up and looked over in a daze, he said, "Stop sleeping, play cards!"
Seeing this, Manager Meng touched his nose and directly blocked the route of Boss Zhou who had returned, and said with a smile: "Boss Zhou, we have something to discuss with you. I wonder if we can arrange a place where we can speak quietly?"
"I know what you are here, but who are you?"
Boss Zhou smiled and looked at Manager Meng.
"I am the public relations department of Xinghui Real Estate..."
"I know who you are, you just introduced it, but who are you?"
Boss Zhou said something that was incomprehensible to people.
The veins on Manager Meng's forehead almost burst.
"No matter what you Xinghui Real Estate want to talk to me, you are not qualified. Do you have to say it so bluntly?"
Seeing this, Boss Zhou curled his lips disdainfully, and there was a sense of unexplained ridicule on his fat face.
So fucking arrogant!
"Are you a hell?" Manager Meng really had never experienced such a slap in the face, and his anger was so loud that he pulled the collar of Boss Zhou in front of him.
"What's wrong? Are you going to hit me?"
Boss Zhou still smiled, arrogant, and even stretched out half of his face as provocatively.
Manager Meng raised his fist directly. At this moment, the guy who just played cards, even the one who made tea, and those who were addicted to the game stood up. Manager Meng immediately understood that if he punched, he might not have a full martial arts campaign immediately.
But what was he afraid of? Manager Meng felt that he had never been afraid of anyone in terms of fighting. After all, he couldn't help but punch and smashed it directly, making the arrogant fat man's face crooked.
"My grass, boss..."
"You are paralyzed, looking for death!"
"Son of a bitch!"
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In an instant, shouts and scolding sounded, followed by various chairs falling to the ground, and the sound of tea cup falling to the ground sounded.
Chapter completed!