“Every bustle in the world is for benefit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for benefit.
Although I only play a small role, I know that everyone here just wants to renegotiate whether the proportion of the premium is 1 to 9, or should we just take what others have and you don't sign the contract, right? "
Thinking about the problem from the perspective of interests, Xie Jiahao instantly caught the essence of these people performing this "group mouth" - money!
Astonishment flashed in Mo Lao's eyes, as the old god was there. This kid is so good, he can't even explode.
“I know that you have invested money in the old house, just like this yard, with flowers, plants and fish, it is a rare and good place to retire.
But there is a mixed bag of fish and dragons here, and there must be many thieves and robbers;
Transportation is inconvenient. I want to see a doctor myself, take care of my grandchildren, go to school, and go to the new city, right?
If you really don’t want to sell, why do you need to act like this? I can bet you that except for Mr. Mo, most of the seniors sitting here do not live here!
It would be good if the house can be sold. Now it is sold at a premium. You occupy a lot of land and make a lot of money. You must all be willing. Isn't it just for money that we are united today? Why are you pretending to be noble?
Or maybe he was provoked by some people with ulterior motives and didn't even want the money he got. What do you think, Mr. Mo? "
Calmly holding the briefcase in his hand, Xie Jiahao looked at the old man in the chair with a smile, not timid at all.
To conquer a fortress, it is easier to defend a mountain than to defend a fortress from the outside in. However, from the inside, just a small disagreement is enough to make the indestructible steel fortress as fragile as a bubble.
Most of the people in the crowd looked at Xie Jiahao with hatred, feeling that he revealed everyone's ugly purpose, but two people, the two old men close to Mr. Mo, glanced at Mr. Mo slightly and lowered their heads in deep thought.
Boom!
The old man slammed the faucet stick hard and stood up suddenly:
"Brat!"
The bald man next to him heard the old man's eyes and shouted: "How dare you be disrespectful to Mr. Mo? Beat me!"
Four strong men attacked Xie Jiahao. Two of them attacked the road, one grabbed the briefcase, and the other blocked the back road.
Xie Jiahao was holding back his anger today. Now that these people dared to take action and go to the police, he was also defending himself and was afraid of being offended.
puff--
The fist hit the deltoid muscle firmly, and the strong force was transmitted along the muscle. The first man to strike screamed in pain, and his whole body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and hit the pink flowers.
"You have a great idea, let's do it together!" Baldhead shouted, but he unconsciously took half a step back.
"Well done!"
Xie Jiahao held a briefcase in one hand and clenched his fist with the other, hitting several clowns hard.
Every punch hit hard on the flesh. In less than five minutes, four strong men with fleshy faces were holding themselves on the ground and wailing in pain.
The two people who barely stood up did not dare to look at Xie Jiahao anymore. They ran to the iron gate in a panic and ran out, shouting as they ran: "Fourth, we tried our best!"
The bald man was what the deserters called him. At this moment, the bald man stood behind Old Man Mo, swallowing his saliva and looking at Xie Jiahao in horror.
"Let's all go. You are not the mastermind. I don't blame you."
As if he was amnesty, the four men pulled one by one and ran out of the yard in dejection.
Bang!
At the end of the day, he closed the door "in good faith" and left the venue to Xie Jiahao.
Xie Jiahao Da Ma Jin Dao sat back on his chair and glanced at everyone with disdain.
Before taking action, he was still an errand boy who needed to be cautious and considerate, but after flexing his muscles, the well-dressed and powerful people in front of him seemed to be nothing more than that. .
In the face of absolute power, all superiorities are just paper tigers, just like the twisting of the lock cylinder. The tiger enclosed in Xie Jiahao's heart is completely released from the cage with the battle of fate.
A trace of the evil spirit symbolizing the tiger faintly flowed out of his eyes. Xie Jiahao spoke in a low tone and said slowly:
"Today's contract is a win-win cooperation that everyone has agreed on a long time ago. If you have any objections, I will visit you one by one later.
I know that none of you here live here, but I have a way to find you. If you don’t believe me, you can give it a try.
You are wrong first. This is the last time I will talk to you properly. "
The sharp eyes were like knives, scraping across everyone's faces, and a few timid aunts had beads of sweat on their foreheads.
The two men sitting next to Old Man Mo looked at each other and then stood up.
"Young man, since you said it's a win-win situation, let's get the contract. It'll be easy to sell early."
Mr. Mo pinched his head tightly. His son did work in the Local Taxation Bureau, but he was just a small role. How could he be the director? Otherwise, why would he live in this old and dilapidated house.
Do you like the rats in the sewers, or do you think you like the thieves who visit you from time to time?
As for the bald man behind him, he is nothing more than a junior who runs a game room in this area.
Old Man Mo's face is as green as iron, and it doesn't matter if he leaves or doesn't leave.
He originally thought that he could make more money by relying on one hand to kill and unite with the other, and steal the chicken but lose the rice. However, the prestige he accumulated in the old house was beaten to pieces by Xie Jiahao's powerful fist.
No one would make a blind choice between making money and causing trouble. In less than ten minutes, everyone signed the contract and left, leaving only Mr. Mo.
"Bald, right? I remember you. Whether we meet again in the future depends on Mr. Mo's cooperation today."
When the frightened bald man heard this, he immediately jumped out from behind Mr. Mo, took the contract from Xie Jiahao, and placed it in front of Mr. Mo.
"Mr. Mo, just sign it. We can make a little, yes a little."
Mr. Mo's face was as dark as water, and he looked at the bald head angrily: "Why, do you think I am a spineless person?"
Crewe - Crewe -
The bald man took out the second finger tiger from his pocket, and the grooved metal ring slid across the table, making a moving sound.
Zhihu pressed tightly on the old man's shoulders, his bald head threatened with wide eyes:
"Mr. Mo, if you don't want to sign, I will sign for you. You, choose one!"
The scene before him was so similar to when he first entered the house.
Xie Jiahao's palms behind his back clenched unconsciously, fist = truth!
In the end, Xie Jiahao not only got Mr. Mo's contract, but also delivered all 200 contracts to Wang Qingyun at 11:50.
Looking at Xie Jiahao, who had a little more in his eyes, Wang Qingyun was very satisfied. Sure enough, his training methods were too advanced before. If he was a little more normal, this kid would have grown a lot today.
As the car drove towards the new city, Wang Qingyun originally wanted to train this kid more, but the moment he stretched out his hand.
A green energy with a rich intensity flew out of the briefcase and poured into Wang Qingyun's ring.
Then, a piece of information came into his mind, and Wang Qingyun was stunned. He couldn't believe that this was true.
