Luo Zhongjun took An Zhiwen's car back to the capital. When the bus arrived at Beijing South Station, he got off the bus after thanking him. After entering the station through security check, seeing that there was still some time before the high-speed train departed at 5:20, I couldn't help but call Qiao Shuang, "Sister Qiao, I'm going back to Shanghai."
He went to Rongcheng for inspection and research for several weeks. He had already written his graduation thesis and issued a report to An Zhiwen.
When Qiao Shuang received the call, she was reporting to Jing Gao on the situation of the villa in Villa No. 3 in the Yuntu Villa District in Changbei District.
350 million sale, and the old resident Xie Wangzhen was still there, so it was up to him to come forward to negotiate with the seller. She must give a detailed report! She can't let her boss suspect that she's taking kickbacks. Her eyelids are not that light.
This morning I just went to spin off the two venture capital funds under the name of Zhongrun Company into the newly established Phoenix Fund. Mr. Jing invested a total of 500 million in this fund company.
In addition to the 100 million venture capital funds that Han Wenguang and Zuo Hao were each responsible for, there were also investments negotiated by Jing Gao himself.
For example: the 30 million invested in Mr. Wang from Ming and Qing Town in Xianghe; the investment in Mr. Lu; and the acquisition of Xie Wangzhen's company were all done through Phoenix Fund's accounts.
As the legal representative of Phoenix Fund, she owns 0.1% of the shares. This is worth 5 million. This was her reward for her hard work during this time.
Qiao Shuang glanced at the number, pressed down the phone, and stroking her short hair, said: "Mr. Jing, we hired Daystar Security Company to check and found that there is only an underground wine cellar. It is very safe."
Jing Gao nodded, not paying much attention. At the gate on the first floor, I looked at the villa, which covers an area of about 5 acres. It has a front yard and a backyard lined with green trees. The lawn in the garden is very nice. You can play football on it.
He was quite satisfied.
As for the turf in the villa, it's not for playing football, so who cares? My game, my turf, my rules. Shenhao, rich and willful.
"Mr. Jing, if this house is tidied up, it will be very comfortable to live in. Then, I will come here every day to visit." Jing Gao was followed by Xie Wangzhen, Gong Cheng, and Zhong Qiming. There were also several "minor shareholders" who had joined Xia Shang Real Estate Group.
Doing business in the capital city does not mean that you can have smooth operations if you have money. Sometimes it is necessary to clear the relationship. The approach of large companies is very simple, that is, to recruit well-connected people and give them high salaries.
Xie Wangzhen and a few friends wanted to start a real estate company before, so naturally some of their connections were inherited into Xia Shang Real Estate.
Xia Shang Real Estate and Gong Cheng's branch cooperate closely, which can be regarded as Jing Gao's "reciprocating love". After all, Gong Cheng has been working for him. Although Gong Cheng didn't listen to him and was transferred to Baoding.
Behind them is a group of entourage. Everyone’s assistant, secretary, driver. But Xiao Qiao took five secretaries with him.
Jing Gao smiled and said, "Mr. Xie, I welcome you!"
He doesn't actually live here permanently, but uses it as a place to entertain friends. The University of Trade and Economic Cooperation was the most comfortable place for him to live, full of fireworks, and with Deng Ran and Ye Jing accompanying him.
Seeing that everything was fine here at Jinggao, Qiao Shuang opened the glass door, walked to the corner of the balcony, and called Luo Zhongjun. She could feel Luo Zhongjun's joy through the phone, "Sister Qiao, I'm sorry for disturbing your work." ”
Qiao Shuang bit her lip gently, suppressing her smile. Some things have actually been made clear. That day in the hotel bar, she simply asked him to call her "Sister Qiao" instead. However, she has not yet decided whether to accept Luo Zhongjun's pursuit.
It’s not that I think he’s bad. She has a decent appearance, a 24-year-old graduate student from a prestigious university, one year younger than her. It would be very embarrassing to take her back to her hometown! Moreover, after she has been in society for so many years, can she still not tell who is really good to her?
Just because this feeling is so pure, she has some worries. She has her past story. Mr. Jing only used her abilities, and it didn't matter how many relationships or past events she had. And Luo Zhongjun wanted to marry her.
"Why did you call me even though I knew you were there?" Qiao Shuang asked with a hint of coquettishness, "Is Mr. An's car coming soon?"
Luo Zhongjun suddenly felt a sense of frustration, and his love was a little crazy, "Yeah. About half an hour ago."
"That's almost there. Your report was very good. It pointed out the major problems of Xia Shang Textile Group's aging equipment, irregular production processes, unclear sales prospects, and the difficulties in transforming into the garment industry.
I mentioned it to Mr. Jing and he should praise you in front of Professor Wei. In addition, there is a reward given to you by Xia Shang Textile Group. I will send it to you after the internal audit process on my side is completed. "
Luo Zhongjun grinned silently. Even Xiaobai knew that Sister Qiao must have helped him, and his depressed mood improved instantly, "Sister Qiao, thank you!"
Qiao Shuang said sharply: "Why, you think that my assistant is just doing nothing. I have read your report carefully." Although she actually didn't understand it. But at least the ideas and contents are remembered.
Luo Zhongjun stuttered: "No...no. I..." He also knew that Qiao Shuang graduated from a college. He is a graduate student at Aurora University, and this academic subject is a bit sensitive.
Qiao Shuang couldn't help but chuckle, "What a fool! Make sure to wear a coat when sleeping on the high-speed rail. I checked the temperature in Shanghai tonight and it's 21 degrees. Don't catch a cold. Bye."
After hanging up the phone, Xiao Qiao walked out of the balcony with light steps and a smile on her lips. Just then, the cars of Dong Lingxi, Xia Rongxi, and An Zhiwen arrived at Villa No. 3.
On the high-speed train, Luo Zhongjun hung up the phone and felt warm in his heart. He wanted to sing a song or shout. He held his phone and looked at the photos that Qiao Shuang had generously taken of him in the hotel bar. He was a little intoxicated. .
The blurry, dark scene outside the car in the evening flashed by.
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Jing Gao held a banquet in Villa No. 3 to entertain An Zhiwen, Xie Wangzhen, Zhong Qiming, Gong Cheng, Dong Lingxi, Xia Rongxi and others.
The chef was hired by An Zhiwen's connections. He is the chef of an extremely famous private restaurant in Beijing. It is said that this private restaurant was invested and opened by a friend of Professor Zhao. The chef holds 20% of the shares.
The old man took his two apprentices and the ingredients and came over to get busy around three o'clock in the afternoon. The banquet started at six o'clock.
It looks like a tofu carving, which is quite awesome! Then prepare a fish, steamed pork with rice flour, chicken soup and other dishes, a total of twelve dishes, all delicious and delicious. The host and guests who ate it were very happy and full of praise.
After drinking and eating, Jing Gao apologized to Xie Wangzhen and others, and invited An Zhiwen, Dong Lingxi, and Xia Rongxi to the small living room to drink tea and talk.
Dong Lingxi was wearing a white suit, as bright and colorful as ever, with convex and concave curves. She exchanged a few words, put down the tall glass in her hand, and said with a smile: "Young master Jing, let's talk!" Her role as an intermediary was now completed.
Jing Gao sat on the sofa without moving, smiled, nodded and made a gesture.
Dong Lingxi walked out of the small living room gracefully.
