Milkman helps me become a super god mom

When he opened his mouth, seeing everyone looking at him, Yang Zhiqun said calmly: "Many hot springs like to develop tall and big, but this needs financial resources to support it. If there is not enough cash flow, relying on bank loans alone will not It’s easy to fall into an awkward position like the Deyue Group.”

"What Mr. Deng said just now makes sense. If the Diyan District wants to develop the feature of hot springs, it cannot be stingy about the location. The income from selling land is only a part, and more depends on the annual income brought by the sustainable operation of the enterprise. local tax."

"Currently across the country, there are three well-known brands of Dini, Changlong, and Fang Shite in large-scale outdoor playgrounds, but there is no hot spring. If there is a super consortium to take over this matter, as long as the services and projects are done well. Well, within two years, it will definitely become popular all over the world."

Deng Yue immediately gave a thumbs up to Yang Zhiqun happily: "As expected of an investment manager, this vision is very sharp!"

He smiled again and looked at Qiao Liang who was flirting aside: "But Mr. Qiao, don't be angry. You are not an investor. You Haifeng started out in medicine. If you are not in the same industry, you naturally have different opinions."

At this time, Luo Xuancong, who was still playing in the water, stood up and looked at them curiously: "Mom, who won your debate?"

"Haha..." Yifan's mother immediately laughed, "You know we're debating?"

"I know!" Luo Xuancong nodded seriously.

"I know it too! I know it too!" Song Yifan and Yang Hao rushed to say at the same time: "That's why we don't quarrel."

Luo Qiulian smiled and poured some hot spring water on her son's naked body: "You are all good boys! However, we can't say who wins and who loses in our debate, because there is no result to prove it. We just publish our own opinions. view."

"Then why hasn't Uncle Zeng said anything?" Luo Xuancong turned to Zeng Ronggui who had never made a statement in puzzlement: "Uncle Zeng, are you helping Uncle Yang Wei or Uncle Dayang?"

Yang Zhiqun was older than Yang Wei, so Luo Xuancong always called him Uncle Yang along the way.

Zeng Ronggui smiled, stretched out his hand towards him, wrapped his small body in his arms, and said again: "Our Yuhao Group also has a hot spring resort in the south, which is very luxurious. It invested 13 billion, because it was built early. So it’s being renovated now, but the new design doesn’t meet what Uncle Dayang said. Such a business district requires a lot of investment, and currently no real estate company will do it independently.”

"In fact, even ordinary hot spring resorts can make money as long as the service is good and the houses are not bad."

"I see!" Luo Xuancong tilted his head, then broke free from Zeng Ronggui's arm, and paddled in the pool again: "If there are super rich people to build this big business district, and the price is affordable, they will definitely make money. But If not, the normal type that Uncle Yang mentioned is also fine."

Yang Wei smiled: "Cong Cong is so smart!"

At this moment, Yang Hao tilted his head, looked at him, then at Yang Zhiqun, and then said unconvinced: "The one my father said is better!"

The adults in the pool suddenly laughed.

"This little guy is quite protective of you!" Luo Qiulian laughed while joking with Yang Zhiqun: "Boss Yang, you are amazing!"

"It's okay!" Yang Zhiqun looked at his son who was leaning over with great relief: "Haohao, don't be angry, Dad is just discussing with a few uncles and aunts, not arguing."

Yang Hao immediately turned to Luo Qiulian: "Aunt Luo, Dad said that you are the chairman of his company and you are very rich. Is there any way for you to build a big business circle?"

This kid has a quick reaction!

Seeing that Yang Zhiqun's face changed slightly, and reprimanded Yang Hao not to talk nonsense, Luo Qiulian stopped him with a smile, and then explained to Yang Hao in a pleasant manner: "Hao Hao, you may not know that your father has a special colleague who is investigating this project, so he It's not suitable to intervene. Auntie can't make a decision until the uncle comes out with the results of the investigation, so I can't answer you now."

At this moment, she heard Deng Peng hesitantly ask: "Qiulian, is Mr. Yang your subordinate?"

"I'm her employee." Yang Zhiqun raised his eyebrows: "I've been honored by my son today. My son and Cong Cong are classmates and good friends in kindergarten."

Deng Peng stared in astonishment.

Luo Qiulian smiled and explained to him: "Today is a trip, and it's a private matter. Yang is always my friend. What I said just now was at our request. I hope you don't spread it."

"Okay, okay, I won't say it!" Deng Peng was relieved: "I'm not an investor in the first place, and I wouldn't say that if it wasn't in front of you."

Yifan's father on the side hurriedly said: "That's it, we are here for fun today, let's not talk about business matters. By the way, this time we are here to soak in the hot spring. Next time, what are you going to do?" "

"In this summer, it's better to only play in the water and skate." Deng Peng said hesitantly, "Have you gone ice skating?"

"I only went there two weeks ago!" Luo Qiulian raised her eyebrows: "However, playing in the water...we are soaking in hot springs, not playing in the water. We have never been to that kind of water park. Or, go back to Wuling tomorrow to play in the water park ?”

"Okay, okay!" Luo Xuancong, Song Yifan and Yang Hao were the first to applaud.

"Yes!" Yang Zhiqun laughed at himself: "I'm still young, and I can barely play with water."

"Agreed!" The others also applauded: "Anyway, it's You."

It's just that one is soaking in hot springs, and the other is playing cold water and high-altitude stimulating games.

……

Naturally, gatherings of young parents are only temporary.

After soaking in the Polygonum multiflorum soup for about 10 minutes, everyone got up and landed again, ready to take a walk outside and change to another pool.

Luo Qiulian quickly found her parents who were soaking in the mugwort pond.

Thinking about this time, after all, she brought her parents here, and she still wanted to accompany her parents to soak in soup, so she drank some chrysanthemum tea outside, and took Congcong down the pool.

"Is that Deng Peng your former high school classmate?" Mother Luo asked curiously.

"Yes," Luo Qiulian knew that she would ask, so she smiled naturally: "He helped me a lot at that time. It's just that we were admitted to different universities, and we didn't have much contact afterwards. When I saw his name, I seldom chatted. When I went shopping for swimsuits last night, I happened to meet him as the boss, and he wanted to waive the bill. I thought he was quite generous, so I invited him over."

Luo Xuancong on the side hastily added: "Uncle Deng said he would give Mom a free bill, but Mom refused."

"There's no need to take advantage of this." Father Luo nodded in agreement: "It's not like we can't afford the money."

He glanced at Luo Xuancong again, and then asked Luo Qiulian implicitly: "What does Mr. Zeng do?" (End of this chapter)