King of soft rice

Chapter 891 - Old Qi is a little devil

Song Hui was stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect there were other people in the bathroom.

Just when he was terrified, a partition door next to him suddenly opened, and an old man walked out of it.

With a calm smile on his face, the old man walked to the sink, washed his hands carefully, and said to Song Hui at the same time, "Don't be so surprised? You are not the only one blocked by reporters in the bathroom."

Song Hui blinked and said stammeringly, "Qi, Mr. Qi!"

Mr. Qi smiled, then wiped his hands with a tissue, and said, "Yes, it's me. Your name is Song Hui, right?"

Song Hui nodded quickly, like a chicken eating rice.

Mr. Qi smiled and said: "Just now I was curious about who you are. In fact, there are not many businessmen in China who like calligraphy and painting and have money to buy paintings. I know most of them. At that time, you took away two paintings. I'm also curious, why didn't I know there was such a person as you before."

Song Hui was suddenly embarrassed, "I, I... just help people, how can I have so much money!"

Old Master Qi said with a smile: "I bought it for Song Yiran, but now he thinks it's too expensive and doesn't want to buy it."

Song Hui let out a long sigh, "Yeah! I didn't expect this to happen. He is the young master of the Song family in Xiangjiang. I didn't expect to do such a thing of turning his face and ignoring others. It's just now that I've been screwed. There are so many people looking at the pictures I took, and the reporters are still blocking outside. If I say I don’t have money, it’s more than just embarrassing.”

Mr. Qi smiled and said: "I understand, charity auction! If you make such a fuss, you will definitely recruit gangsters, and your business will plummet if you fail."

Song Hui nodded, "That's what I'm worried about. Now that netizens are so powerful, if they really flesh me out, I'm afraid I won't be able to maintain my little family business. How did this happen? Kindness, alas..."

Old Master Qi looked at Song Hui and chuckled.

Your fart is so kind!He just wanted to flatter the Song family in a different way, but he couldn't do it otherwise.

Now Song Yiran turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, you just flattered and slapped the horse's leg, and now you are about to be kicked to death by the horse.

Mr. Qi said immediately: "Actually, there is no other way."

Song Hui's eyes lit up instantly, "Old Qi, can you help me?"

Mr. Qi said with a smile: "I actually like that picture of Beiguochun."

Song Hui quickly asked, "Are you always willing to pay for it? Four hundred million? Really?" As he spoke, an excited smile appeared on Song Hui's face.

Mr. Qi smiled, "How is it possible? If I was really willing to spend [-] million yuan, I would have kept shouting with you at the beginning, and I would never stop."

When Song Hui heard this, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, but was replaced by a face full of helplessness, "Don't play tricks on me!"

Mr. Qi waved his hand and said, "I'm not playing tricks on you, I'm really helping you. I'm sure I won't give out [-] million yuan, but [-] million yuan! It's still negotiable!"

Song Hui was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said with a bitter face: "Master Qi, don't tease me, Beiguochun costs [-] million yuan, you only take [-] million yuan, and the remaining [-] million yuan hole, what do I use to fill it up?" ah!"

Mr. Qi waved his hands and smiled: "Hey, isn't there [-] million that Song Yiran gave you? I'll give you another [-] million, which is [-] million, which is completely enough to pay. At that time, you only need to send the North Country Give me Chun, give him the remaining [-] million and Baizitu, it will be fine!"

Song Hui's eyes widened when he heard this, "You let me swallow Song Yiran's [-] million yuan? How dare I do that! My little business is all attached to the Song family. If you annoy him , my fate is worse than death!"

But Mr. Qi waved his hand and said: "Then if you have no money to pay, will the situation be better than here? Anyway, you are dead, why should you be blamed yourself. You throw the blame to Song Yiran, he is no big deal, if he falls On your head, you are dead."

Hearing this, Song Hui's whole body was agitated, and he began to think secretly, "That's right! The Song family's fortune is huge, one or two hundred million, it doesn't matter at all. If it were me, I would have to spend my whole life in it!"

Just when Song Hui was thinking, Mr. Qi said beside Song Hui like a little devil: "And no one knows about your private transaction. If you are a little darker, don't you give the painting to me?" Him, he has no evidence to sue you. Now you give him a picture of Baizi and return him [-] million, which is already the best of benevolence. "

Song Hui said in embarrassment: "But my business..."

Mr. Qi immediately said: "The business will be more determined. If you can't be the owner, you can be the west! If you can't go south, you can go north! Are you in construction?"

Song Hui nodded, "Yes, how do you always know?"

Mr. Qi smiled and said: "Don't worry about how I know, you just need to know that I have several real estate projects in the north to be developed, and there is a shortage of people to cooperate with now! The economy of the northern region may not be as good as that of Yangcheng, but here are all waiting to be developed Every place needs a talent like you!"

Song Hui nodded again and again, "Old Qi is right, you can't be the master, but you can still be the west. It's not all about relying on the Song family to live, and it's not all because of the Song family that I can get to where I am today. , and my own efforts!"

Mr. Qi nodded and said: "Well, you can teach me! It's good if you can figure it out, now you know what to do!"

Song Hui then sneered, "Understood, Song Yiran wants me to die, so I'll let him know what the consequences of pissing me off will be, and it won't make him feel better!"

Mr. Qi smiled, "What about our deal?"

When Song Hui heard the words, he immediately showed another flattering smile, "As you always said, three hundred million, Beiguochun is yours."

Mr. Qi nodded and smiled, "Okay, then let's meet outside later, and I'll prepare a check for you." After speaking, he left with a smile.

Song Hui stayed in the bathroom, and said in a deep voice: "Song Yiran, you bastard, if you want to kill me, then don't worry about me being careless. Four hundred million, you want to take it back!"

Song Hui thought of this, immediately took out his mobile phone, and immediately dialed a number, "Old Li, um, let me tell you something, our company is going north."

"Immediately, immediately, you start to liquidate the company's assets right now, sell what you can sell, and throw away everything you can't sell."

"Employees? Those who are willing to leave can go together, and those who are not willing to leave can just give some money away."

"Where are you going! Let's go to... the capital, yes, it's the capital. I'm here, and I'll go back to find the office tomorrow. Hurry up over there! What contract? Don't talk about it. Leave them alone, people and money first." Come over and talk!"

After Song Hui finished calling, a middle-aged man walked in. After seeing Song Hui, he asked directly, "Isn't Song Hui?"

Song Hui nodded, "You were sent by Song Shao?"

The man also nodded, then took out a check and said, "Four hundred million!"

Song Hui took the check, and immediately said: "Okay, you can find a place to wait for me for a while, and I will give it to you as soon as I get the painting!" After finishing speaking, he showed a sneer that was not easy to be noticed by others.

[Thanks to book friend MR_X, for a rewarding walk! 】

(End of this chapter)