“Why don’t you believe it? Although it feels like pie in the sky, this is exactly the first step for everyone to go out.”
The more Jiang Qin listened, the more unsure he felt: “Lao He, don’t be fooled. The more I heard, the more outrageous it became. That’s a piece of land, not oranges, apples, and bananas.”
He Yijun immediately took out his cell phone: “I’ll call him and ask him to come over. Just wait!”
“…”
Half an hour later, He Yijun received a call, and then took Jiang Qin downstairs and went to the front square to meet the landed boss.
What surprised Boss Jiang was that this man was not the image of a paunchy rich man, nor the image of a liar with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. On the contrary, he was very young and felt like he was only thirty years old.
To be honest, without the previous background introduction, Jiang Qin would have thought that he was a doctor or a lawyer, and that he had the air of an intellectual all over him.
“Old He, have you ever heard of the saying that if you don’t talk well, you can’t do things well?”
He Yijun looked at Jiang Qin in surprise: “Mr. Jiang, do you have hair on your mouth?”
Jiang Qin choked for a moment: “I’m different. I’m the first learning star of Linchuan University, Linchuan Youth… Forget it, the name is not important, anyway, I am the proud son of heaven!”
“I don’t know if you are a spoiled child or not, but Mr. Jiang, you must at least have five Michelin stars for your face.”
“Okay, let’s not hurt each other. Let’s see each other’s situation first.”
As soon as Jiang Qin finished speaking, the man who looked similar to an intellectual came to the two of them: “Mr. He, Mr. Jiang, hello.”
Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment: “Do you know me?”
“I benefited a lot from your lecture at the last Linchuan cocktail party.”
“Your accent doesn’t sound like you’re from the north? Are you from Shanghai?”
The other party was stunned for a moment, then nodded: “Yes, my ancestral home is Linchuan, and my grandparents went to Shanghai.”
Jiang Qin stared at him, and suddenly a light flashed in his mind: “Is your surname Feng?”
“Huh? Uh… no, my surname is not Feng, my surname is Qin, Qin Zhihuan.”
He Yijun couldn’t help but interrupt the conversation between the two: “Okay, Mr. Jiang, this is not the place to talk about things. Let’s go to the conference room. Mr. Qin, please come inside.”
After arriving at the conference room, the three people sat down and talked. In fact, He Yijun and Qin Zhihuan had talked many times before. The main purpose of talking again this time was to dispel Jiang Qin’s doubts.
Qin Zhihuan did not regard Jiang Qin as an outsider, so he took out the copies of various formal documents and laid them out one by one on the table, almost making Jiang Qin look stupid.
This man’s surname is not Feng, but Qin, so what does he want? Tu Laohe is so old, doesn’t Tu Laohe take a bath?
But then I thought about it, I wanted to start a business, and a fairy girl immediately lent me a huge sum of money. In fact, it was almost as outrageous as this.