Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 554 Tourism Investment
"My father is right." The man narrowed his eyes, first affirmed the old man's words, and then said: "But since the second half of last year, our city has planned to develop the tourism industry in this area, and the bidding plan has already begun. It is decided that it is definitely not Ms. Song and your family who are willing to cooperate at that time."

The topic was accurately cut to the point, and Song Ran also slightly pursed her lips to express her affirmation, "The business opportunities here are good, and those with vision and strength will naturally miss it."

"Since Ms. Song is clear, I'm curious. You only need to arrange for the company to submit a bidding application plan. Why do you want to pass us in private? What conditions do you want to discuss?"

Conditions, Song Ran has no other conditions, "I just want to make sure I can win this plan."

She sat up a little bit, with a calm expression on her face, and took out the posture of previous business negotiations, "I know that your bidding plan this time is different from the past, because the early development of Fenghuang Ancient Town has a lot of efforts from you and your father." This invitation to bid is the result of your hard work for several years, so you have the right to participate in decision-making, and it is the most direct and effective way for me to find you."

After finishing speaking, I saw the other party smirking, showing a little appreciation, and added: "My father is the mayor of the town, and he also has the right to vote."

"So..." Song Ran put one hand on the square table, and continued, "If the bidding plan is publicized, the bidding will be bid again, and the final result will be voted until the implementation of the project plan. The minimum guarantee period is at least two years. .You give me the right to invest, and I guarantee that within one year, the amount of investment for the first phase will be within this amount."

She said, showing five fingers with the hand resting on the desk, and then put it down gently.

The old man followed suit with five fingers and dangled in front of his eyes, and there was obvious surprise and shock in his eyes.

Song Ran looked at it calmly, and continued to add, "Even if you go through the normal bidding process, there will not be too many companies that can provide such an investment level. If the project enters the plan one year earlier, it will be an extra year of profit. , Mr. Fang is a businessman, so I don't need to remind you of that."

The bidding plan was not publicized. The Song family took a fancy to business opportunities and actively sought cooperation. As long as the project plan passed the government's review, it could be implemented, which indeed saved a lot of trouble.

But this matter is no small matter, the man in front of him obviously has no intention of believing her easily.

"We will consider Ms. Song's proposal, but the development plan of the ancient town has been delayed for many years. We just want to do it well now. In order to ensure the final result, it is worthwhile to delay it for a year or two."

The man spoke to the point, Song Ran nodded slightly, and understood the other party's concerns, "After all, this is not a trivial matter. I can fully understand your trade-offs."

After finishing speaking, she supported the table with one hand, and was about to get up. At the same time, she glanced at the assistant sitting beside her.

The assistant understood, and hurriedly took out a business card from his suit pocket and handed it out.

After the man took it, Song Ran stood up completely, "Mr. Fang, please think about it carefully. If there is any result, you can contact me at any time."

She could see that the other party wanted to negotiate terms again, but her attitude was sincere enough, and blindly making compromises was not the way to negotiate.

Being escorted downstairs by the father and son, Song Ran turned around and smiled slightly at the old mayor before getting into the car, "The mayor has an old friend who asked me to bring something come over."

"Old man?" The old mayor frowned, sized up the woman in front of him, and after thinking about it, he had no impression of her, so he asked, "What is it?"

Song Ran lowered her eyes, rummaged through her bag, and then found an old photo that was yellowed, and handed it out.

Seeing the photo, the old man seemed a little unbelievable, his eyes trembled, and when he reached out to pick it up, his fingertips were trembling.

"How did you have this picture?"

Rubbing the yellowed film with one hand, he turned it over to the other side. After confirming that the handwriting was correct, his voice began to tremble slightly.

"The old lady asked me to return the photo to you." Song Ran looked down at the hunched old man in front of her, her words were as usual calm, "She said that she is old and doesn't need you to return the photo." Kindness."

In fact, when Mrs. Qi gave this photo to Song Ran, she said, "If they don't agree, you can take this photo to him, and say that you can remember the kindness back then. He owes me what I owe you." , let him pay it back for you."

But up to here, after all, she didn't make the words too clear, because she knew very well that the point should be stopped at this time, and the effect that should be there will not be bad.

Before the old man opened his mouth to ask, she had already seen the other party's thoughts, and slightly curled her lips, "The old lady is still in good health, she occasionally mentioned the days when she lived here, and she has thoughts about you and your wife .”

After a pause, he glanced lightly at the man next to him, "Let me also say hello to your son for her."

When Mrs. Qi accompanied her husband on business in the ancient town, she once saved the wife of the mayor's family who had a difficult childbirth, which was equivalent to saving their mother and child.

After turning around for more than 30 years, this kindness finally fell into Song Ran's hands.

After briefly speaking, she didn't intend to stay any longer, and turned to the alley where the car was parked.

Driving out from the alley, the assistant who was completely relieved of his senses was secretly surprised and slightly frustrated, "I thought you came here just to find Miss Qi, so you still have such a hand."

The frustration comes from Song Ran's always cold and independent personality. She doesn't need assistants as much as a general president. It is not uncommon for her to not reveal what she thinks until the last moment like today.

Song Ran heard her sourness, and pursed her lips lightly, "Go back to the hotel first, and fly to Kyoto in the evening, and you have half a day to arrange freely in the afternoon."

This trick really worked, the young assistant raised his eyebrows a little, and unconsciously stepped on the gas pedal harder, "I heard that there is the oldest poinciana tree in front of the ancient temple on the top of Phoenix Mountain, which can be used to pray for blessings, miss, really Don't you want to go?"

As the car drove towards the ancient road, she half-closed her eyes and said casually, "Forget it, I'm not interested."

Afterwards, he leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes for a rest. When he wanted to give some instructions, he heard a soft "eh" from the slightly hesitant voice.

Song Ran didn't care, and folded her arms in front of her body. She opened her eyes because after the whisper, she added, "Isn't that Mr. Shan?"

While talking, the little assistant slowly slowed down the speed of the car.

Song Ran looked over at the prestige, and saw a car parked on the side of a side road in front of him. The man was coming out of the road. He didn't know what he was holding in his arms. After carefully opening the car door and putting the things in, he bent down to go in again. .

A certain distance was maintained between the two cars, and when the man closed the door, the engine started quickly, and the wheels rolled up a cloud of dust and drove forward.

It seems that they were not found.

Song Ran frowned, looked away, and told the assistant to continue driving.

But the car body did not speed up as expected. The assistant pulled over and stopped the car. Before Song Ran could react, he had already opened the door and went down. After a while, he turned back and handed out a black wallet in his hand, "It seems to be Mr. Shan lost it."

Song Ran stared at the slightly dusty wallet, hesitated for a while, and finally gave a pertinent judgment on the "enthusiasm" of the young woman in front of her.

"This is the trouble you picked up, you can deal with it yourself."

After speaking, she turned her eyes calmly.

(End of this chapter)