Can't stop

In the afternoon of the next day, Xiao Bixing sent a text message to Li Jian, asking him how the business was going, but Li Jian only replied one, and then he went home to talk, but there was no reply.

Seeing this text message, Xiao Bixing felt that today's negotiation was not as simple and smooth as imagined.

Xiao Bixing returned home and saw that Li Jian hadn't come back, so he prepared meals for Li Jian.He was always distracted while cooking, because he always had a premonition—he felt that something unpleasant would happen during Li Jian's visit today.

When the food was ready, Li Jian just came back.In the morning, I was in a hurry to go to work and didn't take care of Li Jian, and I didn't know what he was wearing.Looking at him now, he was wearing a long-lost suit, and Xiao Bixing knew that he was working hard for today.

"How is it?" As soon as Li Jian entered the door, Xiao Bixing couldn't help asking, "Did the talk go well today?"

"It's okay," Li Jian sat down noncommittally, and unbuttoned his suit and hung it aside, "I just got a general idea of ​​the situation."

"Oh?" Seeing that Li Jian didn't say whether it was good or bad for a while, Xiao Bixing became more anxious.While setting the bowls and chopsticks, he looked up at Li Jian, "How do you say?"

"The other party is an old real estate renovation project. They want us to pay for the design and renovation, and then they help sell it as an agent. We get 50% of the price difference," Li Jian said, paused, and picked up the bowl and chopsticks, " I calculated that the profit was about 50 per set."

"That's good," Xiao Bixing's eyes lit up when he heard what Li Jian said, and he sat down slowly, so excited that he didn't even bother to eat, "Then what's the problem?"

"The whole investment looks quite formal, but the risk is relatively low," Li Jian said while putting down the bowl. He looked at Xiao Bixing seriously and said slowly, "It's just that the cost of the transformation is We seem to be struggling to invest now."

"How much?" Xiao Bixing approached and asked cautiously.

"50." Looking at Xiao Bixing's anxious eyes, Li Jian answered without ambiguity.He knew that this investment was their business, and he had to get Xiao Bixing's approval.

50, Xiao Bixing's heart thumped when he heard this number.Indeed, although they still have some money in their hands, it is still not enough for 50.If you want to borrow money to invest, although there is a contract, but so much money is required to advance, the risks involved should not be underestimated.

"Is this project really profitable?" Xiao Bixing couldn't help but have some doubts.

"It sounds okay to me," Li Jian didn't dare to speak out, he looked serious, "They lack liquidity, so they engage in this form of individual contracting, if we are willing to invest money, we should still be able to make a fortune. "

Yes, a profit of 50 yuan is not a small number for the two of them now.With my monthly salary of several thousand yuan, after deducting living expenses, there is not much left. With my current income alone, I will not be able to save 50 yuan in a few years.If Luo Qiushi hadn't recommended this project, I might not want to take such a big risk at all.

"But borrowing money...wouldn't the risk be a bit high?" Xiao Bixing was still a little worried. He had never invested such a large sum of money before, and he would not get back the money that he had plowed out for half a year. Xiao Bixing always felt uncomfortable peace of mind.

"Of course it's a big investment with your own money, but if you use other people's money..." Li Jian said, and picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables.While eating, he stared straight at Xiao Bixing's eyes, as if he wanted Xiao Bixing to understand the meaning of his words.

Looking at Li Jian's meaningful eyes, Xiao Bixing suddenly understood that Li Jian's words were not aimed at anything else but Ding Xiaoqi's money.