Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 219: Have I gone mad?
“Daddy, you just said that you want to get an annual increase of hundreds of millions?”
You crazy? Song Ziyu did not dare to utter this sentence.
He's very scared.
Song Yueliang was never stupid.
Even if they did all the calculations here, could Song Yueliang be fooled?
Song Ziyu was unhappy with Song Yueliang, but there was one thing she could not refuse even if she wanted to.
Song Yueliang was naturally suitable for shopping malls.
The woman was not only hot-hearted, but also extremely smart.
He had not expected Song Yueliang to easily bite off the bait they gave off.
Moreover, by using 5% of Song's shares as a bargaining tool with Dingfeng, you want to trade cooperation with Yan, and you want to earn hundreds of millions in revenue?
There is no equal sign between the two.
Song Chunsheng narrowed his eyes, "Song Yueliang wants shares in Song Corporation. Since he wanted it, he might not be willing to pay less. What's more, business always requires you to talk back and forth. If you can't reach an agreement once, talk twice."
"Do you really want to sign the match?" Song Ziyu was very excited and worried, "If Song Yueliang were to eventually win and take 5% of our shares, our Song family's position on the board of directors would be in danger."
The fewer shares they have, meaning their right to speak on the board of directors is also getting smaller, and at times it could be overthrown.
Song Chunsheng lowered his head and covered his eyes with cruelty, "As long as he is willing to sign the agreement, we will never lose. I have a way to make him win even if he doesn't dare!"
“I will look for Yanqin to plan and prepare the project!” After getting a stern answer, Song Ziyu turned out to be decadent earlier, and her momentum was high.
“Yanqin doesn't need to tell too much, he just needs his help to contact Boss Guan. You also have to take the wisdom of this incident. No friends and relatives in the mall. After all, Yanqin's last name was Yan. Don't let him end up ruining our business.”
Song Ziyu nodded in silence.
There was already a distance between him and Yanqin, and there was no way to go back in time.
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In mid-December, Song Yueliang saw Song Ziyu again in the office.
This time, the other party made an appointment earlier, and he was in no hurry.
“Speaking about the project with me?” After Song Ziyu finished speaking, Song Yueliang raised her eyebrows, "I don't have any projects to discuss with Song, let alone Dingfeng Real Estate."
Song Ziyu thrust out a document before him, "It's not about cooperation, Song Yueliang, the Mashanguan boss will auction his land at the end of the year. I know you've always been interested in the land. Let's bet . How dare you?" ?"
"bet?" Song Yueliang seemed to hear a joke, but started to sit up straight, "What kind of bet?"
"We each took a plot of land from Boss Guan, wrote a relevant business plan, and finally asked someone to evaluate our land plan. Anyone who can make more profit in the future will win."
"Just look at the business case for evaluation? Isn't this a little sloppy?"
"It takes at least three to five years from the implementation of the plan to official benefits. The cycle is too long. I can't wait, and you don't want to wait that long either?"
The corner of Song Yueliang's lips curved up, her hands held together with cold, white and long fingers, and she looked at Song Ziyu with a half smile, with sharp and insightful eyes.
Only after the other party's eyes began to dodge did Song Yueliang lean lightly on the back of the chair, slightly reducing the pressure on his body, "Song Ziyu, you don't look like a person who can say such a thing. , the military adviser behind you is Yanqin, right?"
Song Ziyu heard those words and said angrily, "Who do you care about me as a military adviser? Just tell me if you want to bet or not!"
"Don't gamble."
"...You refused even without seeing the stakes?"
“Do not gamble.” Song Yueliang threw the document back at the man, "Have I gone crazy? The Song Family is about to collapse, I just need to sit back and wait for you to reap the consequences. Why do I have to go into the water?" Blending in, giving you a chance to stand up?"
“Song Yueliang, don't be too extreme in being human, leaving the line also makes room for yourself!” She said.
Song Yueliang laughed uncontrollably, she raised her eyes, and looked at the angry young man coldly, "Song Ziyu, didn't your family have fallen into this state because of your own deeds? No matter how hard I do it, I don't." No matter the law or human life!”
He stood on the table and bowed like a brutal ferocious beast. He was extremely calm even in battle, and the momentum around him was so overwhelming that Song Ziyu was silent for a moment.
"Song Ziyu," Song Yueliang lightly said, "You should be lucky because I still have a reason."
Otherwise, even though the Song family sat on countless golden mountains, they would not necessarily have a life to enjoy!
Song Ziyu failed from Taifeng and left in shame.
The office became silent, and Song Yueliang's aura immediately faded away completely. Looking at him again, one could even see a little leisurely from him.
"Master Song," Chen Mo knocked on the door and entered, asking in seriousness, "His talk is over?"
"What's? Want to report to Mr Tang again?"
“Where is the responsibility, please forgive me, Mr. Song.”
Song Yueliang chuckled softly, not shaming him, "That's it for the first round, using 5% shares to lure me, how can it be so cheap."
The shares of Song Chunsheng and the entire Taifeng, the market value of which was at most no more than ten million.
Just want to exchange the income of hundreds of millions from him and Fu Yanchi, and even cooperate with Yan's?
Of course not.
“How much is the ideal price Mr Song?”
"We need to talk. Song Chunsheng will not give up. In two days, Song Ziyu should come."
You want to bet against them?
“Gambling, why not bet.”
Song Yueliang closed her smile, her mind changing calmly.
Song Chunsheng really caught his attention, he wanted Song to share.
This was his promise to Elder Tang.
If not for Mr. Tang's help back then, he might not have been Song Yueliang as he is today. No matter what the purpose behind Mr. Tang was, at least he counted clearly and never hid his ambitions before him.
Revenge must be avenged, and yes, it must be repaid.
So the Song Group must not fail.
If Song Corporation really went bankrupt, its shares would become worthless. No matter how many shares Mr. Tang held, it was just a pile of scrap paper, which was useless.
When Fu Yanchi came in the afternoon, Song Yueliang was still thinking about the stakes.
"Song Chunsheng seems to be very confident with this game. Why do you think he's so sure?"
From Song Ziyu's words, Song Yueliang felt that Song Chunsheng must have won.
He had to think about what he was secretly preparing for.
Fu Yanchi pondered, "If you can't guess, just go in and take a look. If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger cub!"
This pronunciation ah is exactly the same as the pronunciation of my daughter Qiqi.
Song Yueliang's eyes twitched. In his life, except for his daughter, he had nothing to do with this man.