After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

"My father is right." The man converged his eyes, first affirmed the old man's words, and then said, "but since the second half of last year, our city has plans to develop this piece of tourism, and the bidding plan is already being drawn up. At that time, it must not be Miss Song's family who wants to cooperate."

The topic accurately cut into the key points, 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."

"Now that Miss Song knows, I'm curious. You just need to arrange the company to submit the bidding application plan. Why do you have to pass through US privately? What conditions do you want to talk about?"

Conditions, song ran had no other conditions, "I just wanted to make sure I could win the plan."

She sat slightly upright, with a dull expression on her face, and took out the posture of previous business negotiations, "I know your bidding plan is different from the past, because you and your father contributed to the early development of Fenghuang ancient town, and this bidding document is also the result of your efforts for several years, so you have the right to participate in the decision-making, and I found you, Is the most direct and effective way. "

After saying that, he saw the other party curl his lips and smile, showing a few feelings of appreciation, and then added: "my father is the mayor, and he also has the right to vote."

"So..." Song ran put one hand on the table of Sifang table and continued, "if the bidding plan is publicized, the bidding will be conducted again, and the final vote will be selected until the implementation of the project plan. The minimum guarantee period is at least two years. You give me the investment right, and I guarantee that the investment amount of phase I will be within this amount within one year. "

She said, comparing five fingers with the hand on the table, and then put it down gently.

The old man followed Bi and shook his five fingers in front of him. There was obvious surprise and shock in his eyes.

Song ran looked at it quietly and continued to add, "even if you go through the normal bidding process, there will not be too many enterprises that can give such an investment level. If the project enters the plan one year earlier, it will be more than one year's profit. Mr. Fang is a businessman, which should not be reminded by me."

The bidding plan was not publicized. The Song family took a fancy to business opportunities and took the initiative to seek cooperation. As long as the project plan passed the government review, it can be implemented, which really saved a lot of trouble.

But it was no small matter. The man in front of him obviously didn't want to easily believe her.

"We will consider Miss Song's proposal, but the development plan of the ancient town has been delayed for many years. Now we just want to do it well. In order to ensure the final results, it is worth delaying one or two more years."

The man said to the point. Song ran nodded slightly and understood each other's concerns. "After all, it's not a small matter. You have to weigh it. I can fully understand."

With that, she supported the table with one hand and was about to get up. At the same time, she also glanced at the assistant sitting on the side.

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

After the man took over, song ran completely stood up, "Mr. Fang, please consider it carefully. If there are any results, it's convenient to contact at any time."

She saw that the other party meant to talk about conditions again, but her attitude was sincere enough. Blindly giving in and compromising was not the way of negotiation.

The father and son took him downstairs. Before Song ran got on the bus, he seemed to think of something. He turned and smiled at the old mayor. "The mayor has an old friend who asked me to bring something."

"Old friend?" The old mayor twisted his eyebrows and looked at the woman in front of him. He thought carefully that he had no impression of her, so he asked, "what is it?"

Song ran lowered her eyes, turned in her bag, then turned out an old yellow photo and handed it out.

When the old man saw the picture, he seemed to be a little unbelievable. His eyes trembled. When he reached over to pick it up, his fingertips trembled.

"Why do you have this picture?"

He rubbed the Yellow negative with one hand, then turned it to the back, and after confirming that the handwriting was correct, his voice began to tremble slightly.

"The old lady asked me to return the picture to you." Song ran looked down at the bent old man in front of her, and her words were always calm. "She said she was old and didn't need you to repay this kindness."

In fact, when Mrs. Qi gave this photo to song ran, she said, "if they don't agree, take this photo to him and say to remember the kindness of that year. If he owes me and I owe you, let him give it back to you for me."

But here, she didn't make it too clear, because it was clear that the effect would not be bad at this time.

Before the old man asked, she also saw each other's thoughts and said, "the old lady is still in good health. She occasionally mentioned the days she lived here and misses you and your wife."

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

When Mrs. Qi accompanied her husband on business in the ancient town, she once saved the mayor's wife from dystocia, which is tantamount to saving their mother and son.

After more than 30 years, the kindness finally fell into song Ran's hands.

With a simple finish, she didn't mean to stay any longer, and turned to the lane where she parked.

The assistant who drove out of the alley and completely calmed down was surprised and slightly frustrated. "I thought you came here just to find Miss Qi. You still have such a hand."

The frustration comes from Song Ran's always cold and independent nature. Her demand for assistants is not as good as that of the general president. It is not uncommon to show her thoughts until the last minute like today.

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

This move really worked. The young assistant raised his eyebrows and unconsciously increased his strength to step on the accelerator. "I heard that there is the oldest Phoenix wood in front of the ancient temple on the top of the Phoenix Mountain. You can pray, miss. Are you really not going?"

When the car drove to the ancient road, her eyes half narrowed and said carelessly, "forget it, I'm not interested."

Then he leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and took a nap. When he wanted to give instructions, he heard the voice with slight hesitation.

Song ran didn't care. She put her arms in front of her and opened her eyes because after that soft cry, she added, "isn't that Mr. Shan?"

The little assistant slowly slowed down as he spoke.

When song ran past, he saw a car parked by a fork in the road ahead. The man was coming out of the road. He didn't know what he was holding in his arms. He carefully opened the door and put the things in. Then he bent down again.

There was a certain distance between the two cars. When the man closed the door, the engine started quickly, and the wheels rolled up a burst of dust and drove forward.

It seems that I didn't find them.

Song Yanning frowned, looked back and asked the assistant to continue driving.

But the car body didn't speed up as expected. The assistant pulled over and stopped the car. Before Song ran reacted, he opened the door and went down. After a while, he turned back and handed out a black wallet. "It seems that Mr. Shan lost it."

Song ran stared at the dusty wallet and hesitated for a long time. Finally, he gave a pertinent judgment on the "enthusiasm" of the young woman in front of him.

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

After saying that, she turned her eyes coldly.