Salted Fish Doesn't Want to Inherit Hundred of Billion Property

While the liquor research and development plan is advancing steadily, Mr. Li's expansion of the southeast coastal market is not very successful.

"Mr. Qing," after this month's settlement, Mr. Li took the initiative to call to admit his mistake, "although the southeast coast branch has been established, it will require a lot of funds to build a factory locally and expand many channels. It’s been at a loss for a while.”

Hearing the guilt tone of the middle-aged man wishing to commit seppuku, Qingqin couldn't help sighing, why bother to let Qiqi go bankrupt earlier and let you and me go.

However, the core of this book is business warfare, and it is understandable that the characters in the book are obsessed with it.

"Opening up new markets is bound to be a difficult and long process," Qingqin stroked Xiao Lihua's hair, with a heavy tone and a relaxed expression, "That's why Mr. Li needs to endure loneliness like this, sit on the bench, and calm down Just wait for it, things will turn around soon, it doesn’t matter if the branch has been losing money, the headquarters is your strong backing.”

In order to go bankrupt smoothly, of course, it is possible to raise a few more such things as the Gold Swallowing Beast, and we must dispel Mr. Li's idea of ​​working hard.To be precise, hardships are possible, but struggles are unnecessary.

"Okay!" Mr. Li almost choked up after a series of recovery.

Only their minister is willing to be so considerate to his subordinates, he has to find a way.

When the phone was hung up, Qingqin clearly felt the car stop.

"What's wrong?" He asked Meng Yao who was driving.

"It seems to be Mr. Qi."

I haven't seen him for half a year, and Mr. Qi's belly has become round again, looking like a watermelon from a distance.

He waited under the scorching sun for a while, and now he kept wiping his sweat with the handkerchief in his hand, showing a flattering smile: "Mr. Qing, long time no see. Congratulations on your career advancement!"

Qingqin lowered the car window, stimulated by the sunlight, and put on black sunglasses: "I don't know what business Mr. Qi is here today?"

"Hey," Mr. Qi waved his hand downwards, "I'm just sitting at home now. I don't care about anything. Mr. Qing is the best. There must be nothing wrong with entrusting Qibao to you."

Qingqin turned around impatiently, and his eyes fell on the stack of typed manuscripts under his arm: "This is..."

"Ah, it's not that I'm squatting at home and have nothing to do," Mr. Qi pulled out the manuscript, flipping through a few pages under Qingqin's eyes, "I just wrote something about Qibao's past and present. "

"Oh." Qing Qin nodded, reading the words in front of him at a glance.

It's interesting for Mr. Qi to write something.

Probably thanks to the blessing of investing in Qibaola everywhere before, all kinds of legends and stories came out of their mouths, and Qiqi was blowing about the sky and the earth, just like the advertisement of IQ tax products.

"Interesting," he said thoughtfully.

Mr. Qi, who had been on the human bookshelf for a while, had his eyes brightened: "Mr. Qing also thinks this book is very promising. No matter how you look at it, it is destined to become a bestseller, but the publishing house has more requirements for such a good book." It's hard..."

So come here to find a book opportunity?I am not a publishing house here.

Qingqin coughed lightly: "You're going to self-publish, right? Have you taken down the ISBN?"

"I've already bought this one, but the circulation won't be too large," Mr. Qi wiped his sweat in embarrassment, "There are old and young ones, so I can't spend so much money in one go."

So I'm here to find Sha Duosu, right?Qingqin opened the car door on the other side: "Get in the car and go to my office to talk."

During this period of time, Qingqin's office has also been adjusted, with a stronger personal style.

A huge tree-shaped cat climbing frame was placed next to the screen, and the lush wooden branches and leaves arrogantly occupied a quarter of the space. As soon as the little raccoon came back to the office, she couldn't wait to jump from Qingqin's arms to the ground, and quickly climbed to the At the highest point, look down on the Twolegs that broke into its territory.

The previous coffee table has been moved to the hall, and here it has been changed into a small colorful sofa. Three crescent-shaped coffee tables are scattered among them, full of movement.

Qing Qin took the lead to sit down, filled Mr. Qi with a glass of Qiqi, and picked up the printed book by himself, flipping through it.

"What do you think?" Mr. Qi held the cup, feeling the jumping air bubbles falling on his hand, as if hitting his anxious heart.

"This book can indeed be used as a publicity for Qiqi," Qingqin showed a standard business smile to Mr. Qi, "Qibao can invest a sum of money for advertising."

After repeated confirmation of this book, Qingqin can be sure that this is an extremely bad business autobiographical book, not even worthy of being used as a pastime when going to the toilet.

It is definitely a book that is discounted on the bookshelf, and passers-by will not be interested in stopping to watch it.

Investing in such a book can smoothly increase the cost, and Mr. Qi's exaggerated and absurd description of Qiqi's secret recipe in this book will not play a role in promoting Qiqi.

When Mr. Qi heard this, he became happy, and slapped his thigh: "You are really discerning, I guarantee that this book will become famous!"

"I think some places can be revised." Qing Qin turned the book to the place where the secret recipe was introduced, and he decided to brag about it to make the story a little more absurd. "Just introducing the importance of this secret recipe is not enough to be legendary. , first of all, we want to emphasize that this formula is passed down from generation to generation, is there any ceremony in the process of passing on?"

Mr. Qi looked blank: "Just follow along and you will learn. If you are ignorant like me, you will not be able to learn."

"Alas," Qingqin sighed, "There is no way to attract readers by doing this. We will write the formula and store it on the plaque in the Qi family's ancestral hall. Every generation of the Qi family can look up and see it when they go in and out. , and then silently made a wish to carry forward this secret recipe. Furthermore, the day of inheritance must be an auspicious day, bathing and fasting, telling the world, offering sacrifices to ancestors, and taking over the box that symbolizes the secret recipe on the witness of the elders."

Boss Qi's face is tm fine: "Shouldn't the mechanism box also have something to pay attention to?"

"Tell me."

"That is, if the box cannot be opened in the prescribed order, the mechanism built into the box will destroy the secret formula."

Qingqin clapped her hands, it was very good, she would draw inferences from one instance.

Encouraged by Qingqin, Mr. Qi continued to follow this line of thinking: "Afterwards, the disappearance of the formula was a conspiracy against the ancient Qi family. There is no way to revive Qibao's glory, after that President Qing will descend from the sky to turn the tide."

"Stop!" Qingqin blushed, and hurriedly stopped him from diverging his thoughts, "There is no need to write more about this paragraph, now the secret recipe is stored in the secret safe of the Swiss Bank, and only I have the right to obtain it. Others want it To view the secret recipe, you must obtain the permission of the shareholders' meeting, and open the safe in a designated place under a notarized environment. The only ones who remember the secret recipe are me, you and Mr. Li. The three of us will try to avoid appearing in the same vehicle or in the same place. in a conference room, so as not to cause the secret recipe to be completely lost due to danger at the same time.”

Boss Qi was stunned for a moment: "Boss Qing, is this true?"

Qingqin: ...

"you guess."

"Okay," Mr. Qi seemed to believe something, nodded immediately, "Then I'll go back and continue to revise."

"Wait," Qingqin dialed the phone at hand, "Director Song, please come to my office."

After a while, Song Kai knocked on the door of the office: "President Qing, are you looking for me?"

"Let President Qi tell you the specifics." Qingqin pointed to the middle-aged man sitting opposite him.

Song Kai recognized this former old enemy at a glance, the two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

I used to stand in different camps and fight to the death, but now I work under the same boss, probably this is fate.

"Let's discuss the specific matters between the two of you, I trust you."

After explaining the matter of publishing the book, Qing Qin stretched, and the phone on the table vibrated slightly.

It turned out that the neighbor on the opposite side sent him a flying pigeon: "Are you free? I booked a private room at Yangxiezizhang today."

Qingqin couldn't help swallowing, Yangxiezizhang is a famous restaurant in Jingzhou, it is full of customers all year round, it is said that the reservation has been scheduled for the next year, it is rare to be able to book a private room for a meal.

He immediately played the speed of being single for more than 20 years: "I'm free, I'll treat you to this game."

"No, you can just come back next time." Lou Quan replied immediately, and a sentence from the love cheats that he stayed up late to study a few days ago flashed in his mind-don't choose the AA system when going out on a date, and pay first by yourself as much as possible , and then give the other party a chance to come back.

There was no problem with the cheat book this time, and Qingqin replied very straightforwardly: "Okay, I will treat you to a meal next time."

One date turns into two, plan to pass√

"Okay, I'll pick you up." The corners of Lou Quan's mouth curled up slightly, he switched pages, and began to urge the courier to speed up, so that his gift could arrive at Qibao Company a little earlier than himself.

10 minutes later.

There was a series of engine roars under the office building, and three Bentleys were parked downstairs.

Qingqin's mobile phone rang at the right time, and a very soft and professional female voice answered, "Hello, Mr. Qing, all the spring and summer new styles of the H family you ordered have been delivered, can we come up?"

It seems that they have never ordered these, Qingqin frowned, this set is completely beyond the theoretical wealth he can control now, and it is impossible for him to be ordered by Sister Yaotiao.

Qingqin gave them access, and then watched all kinds of silk scarves, leather bags, perfume watches slipping into the office like flowing water.

The person in charge of this transportation was the local sales manager of the H family. She had a red face and tried her best to restrain the corners of her lips that were about to rise. This was the first time since she started her career that she really saw a local tyrant who really wanted everything except the two.

As expected, he is indeed the boss of Qibao, an emerging beverage giant. Behind him is a real wealth, which is enviable.

Before wearing the book, Qingqin grew up in Jinyin Township, but he didn't show any shock, he just felt a headache, raised his hand and interrupted the person in charge's introduction impolitely: "Sorry, I'm not here Your family has ordered any products, did they send the wrong ones?"

Only then did the person in charge show a slightly serious expression: "It's true that you didn't order it yourself."

Qingqin instantly showed a clear expression, probably that bad old man was planning to play him again: "That's..."

"It's Lou!" The person in charge answered first.

Lou's?

This is a real estate group rooted in Kyoto. The large shopping malls, hotel chains, apartments, residences, and office buildings under its name spread all over the country. It is a business family born for this surname.

Qingqin didn't know when he had a relationship with Lou Shi, his deepest impression of Lou Shi was that their family had a protagonist named Long Aotian.

"Maybe this is a gift from some important person?" The person in charge also saw his confusion, and hurried to make up for it.

Giving luxuries to chase people or something is very popular among the rich second generation.

Qingqin's face suddenly fell.

He didn't want to get involved with Lou's Group, if he accidentally stepped on the road of cannon fodder, he would be finished.

"Then send it to Lou's Group, I have to leave beforehand." Qingqin hurriedly slipped away, leaving the rest of the matter to Sister Yaotiao who heard the noise and came to see the situation.

"Toot—" Lou Quan drove a Maybach today, his shirt was unbuttoned two times, and his beautiful chest muscles were faintly visible, like a flowering peacock spreading its tail.

Qingqin walked over quickly and sat in the co-pilot with a grim expression.

Seeing his appearance, Lou Quan raised his eyebrows together: "Not in a good mood?"

"I suspect," Qingqin said in a sad tone, "someone in Lou's Group wants to sleep with me."

"Who?" Lou Quan immediately became vigilant, he must beat that little bastard to death this time when he returns home.

Qingqin nodded to the three Bentleys that were still lined up outside the office building: "Give me a room full of luxury goods, who is that insulting?"

Lou Quan: ...

My knee hurts a bit.

"That's right," Lou Quan echoed while cursing in his heart the unreliability of the strategy cheats, "Obviously just want to play."

"That's why I don't plan to fall in love with the rich second generation. Most of them are unreliable." Qingqin made an excuse for her mother's solo, and her eyes fell on the luxurious car body. "When do you still have this kind of car?" ?”

Lou Quan focused on looking at the road, and responded with a relaxed tone: "It's rented, it's not bad."