Fast Time Travel Novel Improver

On this day, the weather was a bit hot and dry, but the clouds were thick and blocked the sun.The wind was blowing strongly, there was faint thunder in the distance, and the mountain rain was about to come, and the wind filled the building.

As soon as Song Yaze entered the office, she saw Jin Ying standing with a serious face. She was still tapping the documents in her hand quickly, as if she had been waiting for a long time.With a thud in his heart, a bad premonition rose up, and he asked:

"problem occurs?"

"Well, the developer who cooperated with us before suddenly said today that he would put aside the cooperation relationship with us and consider other partners."

When Song Yaze heard it, it was as if a large block of ice had been put into his heart, and the cold air was blowing out; it was very hot, but his heart was cold!

Zhendong is a well-known local construction company, but its influence is limited to the local area.Partners are the biggest source of profit. If the cooperation is cut off, Zhendong's fate can be seen.

He settled down and continued to ask:

"How many developers said that?"

"There are seven in total, all of which are large local developers."

Song Yaze frowned, and a sense of crisis instantly spread in the air. He seemed to smell the strong smell of gunpowder and the hostility coming from all directions.

He frowned, thinking carefully: If Jiang Yuan is the mastermind behind the scenes, there is no need to continue to make this kind of game, just cut off the project and force Zhendong to go bankrupt, just take over immediately.

Enemies are mostly people whose strength is comparable to their own.

In Jiangzhou, a small third-tier city, there are only two peers who are indistinguishable from Zhendong. Fang Yonggang, who was in the year of destiny, was either in charge.

Fengmao, Zhendong, and Huayuan are the three major local construction giants, and they almost take over all the real estate projects in Jiangzhou City.Judging from the current situation, it is most likely that the two will join forces to deal with Zhendong.

This is probably related to the fact that I have vigorously rectified the company's internal affairs a few days ago, and the leaders and cadres have been replaced.The expelled high-level defected to Fengmao and Huayuan, and of course they would fight back with grudges.

I blame myself for being on a whim, not considering Zhendong's environment, and carelessly underestimating the enemy.Entrepreneurs here, which one is not an old fritter who has fought in the mall for decades and played tricks!

Song Yaze let out a long sigh.He blamed himself for his impulsiveness.well!When people are impulsive, they often make wrong decisions.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Jiang Yuan from the Jiang Group will come to Jiangzhou tomorrow. The rumor is that he will invest in building a commercial plaza in Jiangzhou."

When Song Yaze heard this, his eyes were instantly lit up with a dangling light.

Jiangshi Plaza is well-known throughout the country, with rich functions, integrating commerce, entertainment and catering.If he can seize this opportunity, Zhendong will be able to regain his strength; if he fails, the beleaguered Zhendong is destined to go bankrupt.

"Mr. Jiang Yuan invited you, Liu Yuanhang, and Mr. Fang Yonggang to have dinner at Hanyuan Hotel tomorrow night, and he also said that he could bring someone with him."

"This is a critical opportunity, you will come with me tomorrow."

The moment of life and death is approaching.Before the war came, apart from nervousness, it was more of a man's desire to fight in his bones.

Fighting in the shopping mall is like an invisible bloody war, with punches to the flesh and sweat like rain. After the battle is hearty and hearty, whether it is victory or defeat, it becomes a memory that I keep looking back at in my dreams late at night.

"...Mr. Jiang said that tomorrow's dinner is just to see the looks of the builders, and has nothing to do with work. If you take me there, the nature of work is too strong, and I'm afraid it will only be counterproductive."

Song Yaze was stunned for a moment, then nodded, although it was unexpected, it was not unexpected:

"The Jiang family has a long history. Jiang Chuqi was deeply influenced by the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism since he was a child. He firmly believes in virtue, land and blessings, and karma. For major decisions, I will visit the house in person to see if the family tradition is good."

He paused and said:

"I just didn't expect this business habit to last for three generations. The Jiang family is really not a simple family."

——It's a pity that Jiang Yuan is too young to be deceived by Bai Li's kind and delicate appearance, otherwise...

correct!Bai Li!

He suddenly remembered that when Bai Li was practicing Tai Chi with him, he had already made friends with Jiang Yuan.At that time, Jiangyuan was visiting Jiangzhou, and went to a bar to drink at night to relieve boredom.

This also shows that -

It is very likely that we will see Bai Li at the dinner party tomorrow night.

He lit a cigarette, but instead of putting it in his mouth, he clamped it down with his clean fingers, letting it emit blue smoke.Bai Li's face flashed before his eyes, and his heart felt heavy.After half a moment, he opened his mouth and said:

"You can't act rashly now, everything depends on tomorrow. If you fail, before Fengmao and Huayuan take action, sell Zhendong immediately, and you can get some money back."

"In the past few days, you should first test the big companies in other places to see if they have acquisition intentions, and find a way out. Don't make any noise, especially don't let Fengmao and Huayuan notice."

……

In the afternoon, the trolleys selling snacks came out of the stalls, and the delicious smell of food wafted around.Young people ride electric bikes after get off work, their hairstyles blown by the wind.Even some beggars took out broken bowls and cups one after another, begging next to the bus station.

Fortunately, Song Yaze didn't need to be forced by his livelihood, he was still sitting in the car that was driving steadily.

The red light came on and the car stopped beside the walkway.Song Yaze opened the car window, stopped the old woman who was begging outside the car with a broken bowl, took out 100 yuan from her wallet, and handed it to her.The old woman put her hands together quickly, bowed to him, and thanked him repeatedly.

He closes the car window in her hoarse "good life is safe" and sighs—

Fang Yonggang and Liu Yuanhang, the two old foxes, will definitely bring their families with them to give them a strong and harmonious family face; if they go alone, they may appear weak and weak, and their momentum will be overwhelmed.

He closed his eyes, his mind was complicated, and he weighed over and over again all kinds of ways out and consequences.The sultry heat and anxiety hit him, making him feel congested in his chest and a little out of breath.

The black business car finally arrived in front of the Song family's mansion. Song Yaze got out of the car full of thoughts, walked to the rose trellis, and saw Yan Yu's tall, thin and powerful figure, as if he was pruning roses, looking very serious.

He wore thick rubber gloves to prevent being stabbed by the flower branches. He held the flower chassis in one hand, and brandished the scissors in the other hand, pinching off the new branches emerging from the main stem.

Song Yaze looked at the busy Yan Yu, and suddenly a flash of lightning passed through his mind, giving him a flash of inspiration. His half-closed eyes widened suddenly, and the black energy in his chest was wiped out by the lightning.He shouted, "Yan Yu!"

Yan Yu raised his head following the sound, quickly put down his work, took off his gloves, and walked towards Song Yaze.

"Brother Song, what's the matter?"

"Yes, there is something I want to ask you."

Song Yaze looked at Yan Yu who was blushing from exhaustion, took out a pack of tissues from his bag and handed it to him.

Yan Yu quickly took it, took out a tissue to wipe the sweat off his face, and smiled embarrassedly, "I only know how to punch and fight. Who does Brother Song want me to teach?"

Song Yaze smiled softly: "I'm not asking you to beat someone, but to eat with me."

Yan Yu is not stupid, he naturally knows that the meal Song Yaze is talking about is definitely not an ordinary meal.He had assisted the police station in cracking several cases of economic crimes at school, and he was well versed in Chinese-style dinners.

Yan Yu rolled his eyes: "Of course, as long as Brother Song doesn't dislike it."

Song Yaze patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "How could I despise the people's police! You just take it easy, wear your most comfortable clothes, step on the most fitting shoes, and go with your mouth open!"

Then, he paused again, as if he had thought of something, and said cautiously:

"Yan Yu, change your clothes and go shopping with me. This thing...I'm afraid only you know where I can get it."