The Pentium Era - South to North

Liu Ligan sat on the sofa. Wenwen and Qianqian, one on the left and one on the right, each with a stool, sat opposite Liu Ligan and began to interrogate him.

"Tell me, why do you want to go to that place?" Wenwen shouted.

Qianqian also said: "Be honest, why don't you go home?"

Liu Ligan glared at them and cursed: "You guys really fucking think you are my wife."

Wenwen and Qianqian both laughed, and Qianqian scolded: "If I have a husband like you, I will be unlucky for the rest of my life."

Wenwen asked with a smile: "Did we successfully help you escape the bill? No one dared to stop us when we came out."

"Yes, I want to thank you!"

Liu Ligan shouted angrily. He didn't dare to tell them that he had already paid 300,000 yuan, otherwise these two die-hards would be clamoring to go back again, which would be extremely annoying.

"Then should you treat us to a midnight snack? We still have something to talk to you about." Wenwen said.

Liu Lizhan felt that after Wenwen and Qianqian made such a fuss, his hands and feet stopped shaking, and he felt less panicked, but he was really hungry.

Liu Ligan took out his wallet from his hip pocket, slapped it on the coffee table, and cursed: "Look at my wallet."

Wenwen picked it up and looked at it, but there was not a penny in it. Wenwen shouted: "I'll go, you guy, were you ready to default on your debt when you got there?"

"Then, do you think I still need you?"

Qianqian shook her head: "I didn't expect you, Mr. Liu, to be in such a miserable state, that even this would be in vain."

"With you two Zhou Bapi here, is it possible that I won't be miserable?"

Wenwen giggled: "Okay, okay, let's treat you to a late-night snack today. Isn't that good?"

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

The three of them went downstairs and walked towards the small street behind. Liu Lipole, one on each side, rested on Wenwen and Qianqian's shoulders.

"Go away, don't you have fair skin and beautiful face?" Qianqian scolded.

"Bitch, you have a sultry air on your body." Wenwen cursed.

The two of them struggled for a while, but they couldn't break free, so they continued to hug each other.

The three of them walked to the food stalls. Wenwen said to the boss, "Boss, I'm treating you today. If you don't want the expensive one, you can get the cheapest one."

The boss smiled and said: "As a family, do you clearly distinguish between what is yours and what is mine?"

"That's it." Liu Ligan shouted, "As for the Jiwei shrimp, I want it boiled today, not salt and pepper. Please pick the biggest flower crab for me."

After the three of them drank several glasses of wine, Liu Lizhan looked at Wenwen and Qianqian: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"We saw the advertisement today." Wenwen said.

"What ad?"

"Pig, of course it's an advertisement for your building."

Liu Ligan understood that it turned out that these two die-hards were looking for him in such a hurry for this reason.

"Do you want to buy off-the-plan property?" Liu Ligan asked.

"That's right, if we don't take advantage of you, are we still a family?" Wenwen smiled flatteringly.

"Okay, you can go later on the 19th."

Wenwen and Qianqian were surprised when Liu Ligan agreed so readily this time.

"Why?" Wenwen immediately thought, "Are you fucking kidding us? We'll go later, your off-plan apartments are all sold out."

Liu Ligan glared at her and cursed: "Good intentions are not rewarded. Our sales this time are the same as last time. We still sold them in batches on that day. But the difference is that this time, the price is higher as we go to the back." The cheaper it is, the better the floor is, got it?”

When Wenwen and Qianqian heard this, they laughed: "I understand, I understand, come on, my dear, you eat the shrimp."

"By the way, don't go outside to force me." Liu Ligan said.

"Okay, I promise not to push you. The most I can do is talk to Yilin's mother." Wenwen raised a hand to promise.

"What a pig! How can we do this to ruin our own wealth?" Qianqian scolded dissatisfied.

"By the way, how many off-the-plan properties do you still have?" Liu Ligan remembered and asked them.

"No more, they're all sold out." Wenwen said, "There haven't been any good properties recently. They've all gone to Jinniuling."

"Yes, everyone knows how to invest rationally."

"Of course." Qianqian said proudly, "We have consultants."

"Consultant, who?" Liu Ligan asked curiously.

Wenwen smiled and said: "Yilin Ma, we won't go to places that are too far for her to ride a tricycle."

Liu Ligan laughed.

"Why are you laughing? It's so hot in Haicheng and it's such a long way to go. How can someone who has bought a house ride a bicycle to work?"

"What a joke, can't people drive?"

"No, no, no." Wenwen raised her chopsticks and shook them, "Those who buy off-the-plan properties are all riding bicycles. When every real estate project opens, there is a large number of bicycles at the door. If you think about it, those who buy off-the-plan properties are too far away. , will that place be easy to sell?”

"Yes, you really know the truth through practice." Liu Ligan praised.

"Of course. There was originally a store opening on Airport Road tomorrow and we were going to buy it. No, we saw your advertisement today."

"By the way, when was the last time you sold your off-plan property?" Liu Ligan asked.

"Ten days ago." Wenwen said.

“Are there many people buying off-the-plan properties now?”

"There are many, but fewer people can afford them."

"Why?"

"Off-the-plan properties are expensive. In the past, you could buy ten of them casually, but now you can only buy two or three for the same money. There are less to buy, so of course you have to be picky."

Liu Ligan nodded: "That makes sense."

"However, your building must be robbed."

"Why?"

"Everyone is staring at it. Since you boasted about the tallest building in Hainan, everyone has been staring at it. It's a pity that you haven't sold it."

"What the hell are you bragging about our tallest building in Hainan?"

"Tch, if you haven't built it to the top, you're just bragging. Who knows how many floors you will build in the end."

"That's right." Qianqian agreed, "By the way, if you said it would be later, what time should we go."

"I will tell you what happens on the 19th on the night of the 18th."

"On the night of the 18th, you're not going to find someone with fair skin and good looks again, are you?" Qianqian scolded.

"No, no," Liu Ligan said.

"You are really, huh huh huh." Wenwen pretended to cry and scolded: "We have two such beautiful flowers in the family, and we are still not satisfied."

Liu Ligan laughed. He felt that after talking to them, his mood improved and his self-confidence came back bit by bit.

After all, they are on the front line of real estate in Haicheng, and they understand this market best, even better than Mr. Han.

…

Liu Ligan arrived at the office and saw that in just one day, Wei Wenfang's sales department had been organized, and she was training them. Liu Ligan stood at the door of the conference room and listened for a while, then nodded secretly.

He walked to Huang Jianren's office. When Huang Jianren saw Liu Ligan coming in, he laughed and cursed: "I thought you would kill everyone, but I didn't expect you to come back alive and kicking."

"What, you want to inherit my inheritance? I haven't left a will yet, posthumously recognizing you as my son." Liu Ligan cursed.

"Fuck you." Huang Jianren laughed.

Liu Ligan walked over and Huang Jianren took out a stack of documents from the drawer. Liu Ligan signed them quickly and asked Huang Jianren if there was any news about Hainan on them?

Huang Jianren shook his head.

"Are you a pig or are your classmates and friends pigs?" Liu Ligan asked.

"What's the meaning?"

Liu Ligan ignored him, signed all the documents, turned around and walked to the door before saying: "I really doubt that even you, the young master, are fake. You can understand it yourself."

Liu Ligan walked out of Huang Jianren's office and wanted to hang out with Li Yong and Chen Qihang downstairs. He walked to the door of the company and thought about whether he should go back to his office. He didn't know who was in Li Yong and Qihang's offices now. If you go by yourself, will you disturb them?

Liu Ligan sat down at the executive desk, and couldn't help but call Li Yong's office. After the phone rang for a while, someone picked up the phone, but it was not Li Yong. Liu Ligan didn't recognize who it was, but the other person picked up the phone. Hearing Liu Ligan's voice, he asked:

"Is it Mr. Liu? Mr. Li is not here and has returned to Guizhou."

"Is Mr. Chen here?"

"Not here either. The two of them left together."

The two people left together. It must have something to do with the land. At the critical moment, or did they go back to find reinforcements?

Liu Ligan hung up the phone and then called Meng Ping. The call went through, but was cut off immediately. When Liu Ligan dialed again, he heard a loud noise from the big brother outside the office door. Liu Ligan turned around and saw that Meng Ping was leaving. When he came in, this guy had red and swollen eyes and an unkempt beard. It looked like he had stayed up all night, but he had a smile on his face.

Liu Ligan's heart immediately calmed down.

Meng Ping walked in and sat down on the sofa. He fell to the side and shouted loudly that he was so exhausted that he could hardly step on the accelerator.

"How is it?" Liu Ligan asked.

"After working for most of the day and all night yesterday, I finally got a letter of intent, and half of the land was secured."

"Oh, that's good. Who did you sell it to?"

"They bought the Shengli Oilfield to build dormitories. Those retired oil workers simply arranged for them to retire in such a warm place."

“Is the price okay?”

"It's okay. It's lower than expected, but it's still acceptable. Qian Fang and Xu Jiaqing also have some clues. They talked about a few coal diggers in Shanxi, including a large piece of your island. After looking around, I found that, in fact, Now everyone's enthusiasm has not diminished. Maybe Mr. Han was right, there is a temporary funding vacuum.

"Also, banks in mainland China are currently undergoing some sort of clean-up and rectification, and all large-amount capital inflows and outflows are relatively slow. Sun Hou and the others should know this, right?

"I asked Lin Yiyan, and Lin Yiyan said that it seems that this is the case. The funds coming to the island are slow now. They have several customers, and the same is true. The few Qian Fang and others talked about are not unwilling. It’s all the money that should come this week, but it won’t arrive until next week.”

Liu Ligan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

Meng Ping sat up a little straighter, looked at him and said with a smile: "Gangzi, tell me, is this a false alarm?"

"Maybe, or maybe we are really too nervous."