The Pentium Era - South to North

Liu Ligan told Meng Ping that he was also applying for a business license for a real estate company. Meng Ping shouted, "Okay, then we will be partners in the future. By the way, how about it? Is it difficult to apply for a local license?" I'm going to start letting them run away tomorrow too.

"The front is not difficult, as long as the materials are well prepared. If you are a one-man company, it is easy to modify the places you want to modify. You don't have to fly in and out like me. The difficulty is the back. After all the materials are available, I will be stuck now. it's here."

"Give them wild food and fishy food. How can any cat not eat wild food and fishy food? I know these bastards very well."

Liu Ligan smiled bitterly: "Yes, it's just that the cats here have a big appetite. It's not like in mainland China. They can just give them some cigarettes and alcohol. I haven't figured it out yet."

"How much have you spent now?" Meng Ping asked.

Liu Ligan stretched out five fingers.

"Fuck, so much, five thousand?"

Liu Ligan glared at him: "Fifty thousand! I'll burn incense for five thousand!"

Meng Ping's face suddenly turned pale, and he shouted: "So many, this is too cruel, you really dare to say it! Then damn, even the remaining money I have is not enough to deal with them."

"I guess it's hanging." Liu Ligan said, "Let's go through the formalities in front of you first. If you get stuck, don't take any follow-up actions until I get down here and figure out the direction."

"Okay, I just have to wait until your senior changes from a pioneer to a martyr."

"Fuck you!"

Liu Ligan cursed, Zhang Chen laughed, but thought in his heart that this was something he, the general manager, had never experienced before. He already had the license from Panshi Company when he arrived, and for Mr. Fu, it was also There would definitely not be such a tragic scene, everything was done in a calm atmosphere, otherwise Hai Batian would not be Hai Batian.

People like Section Chief Ma also have bones that they can't chew. They know how to advance and retreat wisely. Only when they catch people like Liu Ligan and Meng Ping will they bite hard. After passing this village, there will be no more shops like this.

After the three of them finished eating, they parted at the door. Meng Ping told them that they were too full, so I would take a walk first and call the taxi driver when I got to the front. After that, he left.

Liu Ligan asked Zhang Chen, should you go to Wanghailou or Wenmingdong? I send you.

Zhang Chen looked at the direction in which Meng Ping disappeared and said to Liu Ligan, I am very close to him everywhere, so you should go and see him off. I guess this guy is not even willing to fight.

Liu Ligan said yes and went out on his motorcycle. Sure enough, he was right in front. He saw Meng Ping on the sidewalk and kept walking forward. He had no intention of calling for a motorcycle.

Liu Ligan stopped beside him and told him, get in the car and I will take you there. He happened to pass by your company.

Liu Ligan sent Meng Ping downstairs to the company. He originally wanted to go to Liu Yun, but he thought that when he arrived, Liu Yun would definitely ask him about the license. The last thing Liu Ligan wanted to talk about now was the license.

Liu Ligan simply went home and went to bed, waiting for Wenwen to come back to see if there was any good news.

…

It was almost four o'clock in the morning when Wenwen came back. Liu Ligan and Qianqian were playing cards. When Qianqian saw Wenwen coming in, she closed the cards in her hand and threw them on the table.

"No more fighting," Qianqian said.

Liu Ligan stood up and returned to his room. After a while, Wenwen came over and took out the meal invoice and accommodation invoice and asked for reimbursement.

Liu Ligan was furious when he saw it, but he couldn't get angry easily. He asked, "Damn it, did you say anything to you?"

"No." Wenwen said.

"Didn't say anything?"

"He said a lot of disgusting things, do you want to listen?"

"roll!"

"Go away, you haven't given me the money yet."

Liu Ligan opened his bag, took the money from the bag, and counted it to Wenwen. Wenwen stared at him and smiled: "Look at you, you look so damn reluctant."

Liu Ligan said angrily: "If it were you, would you be happy?"

"You're not happy that Qianqian still has a problem with me, and I'm tired of it. Either I tell Lao Ma tomorrow that I don't want to serve you anymore, and let him go."

"Don't, don't, don't. If you don't take care of me, the money I've spent will be wasted." Liu Li was anxious. He thought that this crazy girl might really do this, and she wouldn't care about his good intentions.

Wenwen giggled, and after a while, she asked: "By the way, what do you want this old man to do for you?"

"What can he help me with? I need to get a license."

“What is a license?”

"Idiot, the business license is the one hanging on the wall in the bar in your lobby."

"I understand." Wenwen nodded, "Old Ma Guan is this?"

"certainly."

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?" Wenwen thought for a moment, reached out and patted Liu Ligan's face, and said to him: "This is all on me."

"Don't mess around." Liu Ligan became anxious again.

"I'm going to cause trouble. By the way, to be honest, do you dislike me and avoid me these days?"

"No way, I am sympathizing with you and know you are tired." Liu Ligan quickly defended.

Wenwen smiled and said: "That's pretty much it."

Qianqian didn't know when she stood at the door. She kicked the open door with her foot and yelled angrily at them: "I'm hungry!"

Liu Ligan said: "Let's go to the food stall."

It was not convenient for Wenwen to say that she had already eaten, so she had to yawn and said that she was very sleepy and needed to wash up and sleep. Liu Lipole walked over, put his arms around Qianqian's shoulders, and said to her: "Then we old man Go, old wife.”

Qianqian twisted her body, trying to throw Liu Ligan's hand away, and cursed: "Go away, who is an old married woman with you."

She struggled a few times but failed to break free from Liu Ligan's hand, so she stopped struggling and the two of them walked downstairs.

After leaving the courtyard and walking on the road, Qianqian snorted sadly: "They live in the Lion House every day, and I'm so damn hungry that I want to jump off the building every day."

Liu Ligan chuckled and said: "Just tell me when you are hungry. Besides, there is nothing to envy in this. Look, when you are having supper, you are facing a talented person like me every day. His face is pockmarked."

Qianqian also laughed and cursed: "Shameless, you still show talent? It's just a little better than that pockmarked one."

Liu Ligan kissed her on the face, and the two of them walked towards the small street laughing.

…

At about three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Liu Ligan was in the office, filled a basin with water, and was doing some cleaning with a rag in his hand. Cao Guoqing and others helped him finish painting, and the post and telecommunications office came to install the phone again. He thanked him. Cao Guoqing and Xiao Lin also helped arrange the furniture brought by the boss, but he didn't have time to take care of the hygiene in the office.

When he had time this afternoon, Liu Ligan decided to have a big fight. In fact, he was thinking, would Huang Meili call?

When Liu Ligan was doing hygiene, he naturally thought of the day he saw Meng Ping for the first time, and couldn't help laughing. He thought, these two future Hainan real estate giants were like this when they started their business. Virtue.

Meng Ping is a little better than himself. He now has at least three employees. He probably no longer needs to clean the house by himself, but he is still a polished commander.

Liu Ligan thought to himself, how great it would be if someone took a camera and took a photo of his appearance, so that he could use it later when he brags to company employees or writes his autobiography.

The story of Liu Ligan's struggle is illustrated with pictures and texts. Of course, in this history of struggle, Lao Ma must be indispensable. He must be a rich and colorful part to make him famous.

The BB machine in Liu Li's waist was beeping. Liu Li looked down and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, so he ignored it. Didn't you see that Mr. Liu is very busy now? Wait a moment.

This may also be new business. At this time, it is beneficial to deliberately delay the reply. It will make you look busy and deepen the impression of the other party. When you reply, you can brag and say where you are, or you can keep going. Apologize sincerely, so that the two sides will naturally talk more and more. This is also the experience Liu Ligan summed up.

After a while, the beeping sound rang again, and it was still the same number. Liu Ligan felt a shiver in his heart. He felt that this was a little abnormal. There were no new customers who were so impatient. Every new customer had a number in their hands. If you don’t reply to the reporter’s business cards piled up, he will take the next one and won’t let the paging station show you off three times in a row.

Sure enough, the beeps sounded again one after another, all from that number.

Liu Ligan threw down the rag in his hand, picked up the phone and called back.