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Zhang Xiaojian has one advantage, especially self-knowledge.

A lot of changes have indeed taken place in his life after he was rich, but no particularly huge changes have taken place.~⑧~1~ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

He is still him, he has not floated to the sky, he has not pursued tens of millions of luxury cars, has not bought luxury houses of more than 100 million yuan, hasn't gone to a bigger city to seduce, he hasn't played with women, and hasn't been tainted with such harm as gambling and drugs. Gadgets.

Because Zhang Xiaojian knew that he could manipulate money, but he must not let money manipulate him.

Because of this self-knowledge, Zhang Xiaojian, who was standing in the clear stream with his trousers in his arms, knew what he was going to do now.

Gao Deren, the chairman of Shenke Real Estate, heard Gao Qingsong's previous chatter, and he can be regarded as starting from scratch. In just 30 years, he has built a small world of his own.

Even if he made the wrong decision, the shareholder brothers who partnered with him wanted to pull him off the horse, causing the company's capital chain to break, but Zhang Xiaojian understood that such a person was much better than himself.

So Zhang Xiaojian will not start negotiations with such a person on his own terms.

Because he especially knows that with his two blows, it is estimated that people will be led into the ditch with three blows.

Although he is Gao Qingsong's father, Gao Qingsong will not let his father cheat himself, but in the face of huge amounts of money... Gao Qingsong can't, his father really can't tell.

When people are young, they always think that they are unique in this world, and only after being destroyed in society will they find that they are just one of the many beings.Starting

Zhang Xiaojian has indeed been destroyed, so he thinks that if he can get out of society, Gao Deren, who made his own business, must be very powerful. Before Yan Ci and his team arrived, Zhang Xiaojian knew that he was right to put on a bad face.

And I’m happily fishing, you guys...

So when watching the twenty-odd executives around Gao Deren staring at him unhappy, Zhang Xiaojian added: "What are you looking at? I haven't seen a handsome guy."

cowardly.

The gold master is hard gas.

Gao Qingsong smiled helplessly, showing his helplessness to his father.

A character like Gao Deren would not be overjoyed, but looking at Zhang Xiaojian, he always felt that his son Qing Song was too unreliable this time?

Such an ordinary young man can really get Shen Ke's money to put it aside first, the key is that Zhang Xiaojian doesn't think he looks like a big man.

Zhang Xiaojian is a big man.

His head is full of idealism.

On the shore barefoot, Zhang Xiaojian didn't look at these twenty-odd people in suits and leather shoes. He put down the fish basket and was very satisfied to see the dead fish inside. He said, "Enough for us to eat at night. I won’t give them food."

Su Yu: "When have you been so stingy?"

Zhang Xiaojian's eyes widened: "Before I pass the door, I started to turn my elbows."

Bai Yang seconded: "That's it."

Gao Qingsong quickly said: "Dad, my good friend Bai Yang, this is Su Yu, now my girlfriend."

Su Yu nodded slightly and called out, "Uncle."

Gao Deren nodded in response when looking at the pretty girl with pretty white feet, and smiled at the same time, but the smile was very formulaic and fake, much like the professional smile of a flight attendant.

Because for Gao Deren, he has no daughter-in-law in his eyes, only Zhang Xiaojian...

But Zhang Xiaojian didn't even look at him.

This is a bit awkward.

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In fact, Zhang Xiaojian is indeed not a person who can always put on a bad face.

Back in the farm, Zhang Xiaojian said hello politely when he saw Gao Qingsong's mother, Wu Pei.

Wu Pei didn't show any contempt for Zhang Xiaojian, because she knew her son and was like mother, and she knew what Gao Qingsong was.

His friend Zhang Xiaojian seemed ordinary, but he was definitely not ordinary.

Just after some contact, she felt as if...really ordinary.

The common thing about Zhang Xiaojian is that there is no such thing as a rich man.

Wu Pei could see that Zhang Xiaojian was the core of the circle of these four young people, but no one was holding him up and talking.

The four young men were sitting on the pony and scraping the fish scales. Bai Yang would scold, "Zhang Xiaojian, are you sick and you have to take aim when scraping the fish scales? Do you want to get them on my face?"

Zhang Xiaojian: "Hahaha."

Su Yu: "Zhang Xiaojian, can you work hard? Look at your fish, it's almost broken."

Zhang Xiaojian: "Hahaha."

After smiling, he stretched out a finger with fish blood and wiped a red on Gao Qingsong's face.

Gao Qingsong could even smell the fishy smell: "Zhang Xiaojian!!!"

Zhang Xiaojian turned and ran away...

Watching this scene, Wu Pei thought to himself, could this be a fool?

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Gao Deren is anxious now, and the executives he brought with him are also anxious.

But it is obvious that Zhang Xiaojian is not willing to discuss any issues with him now.

As an upper-level person, it would be very uncomfortable to look down and ask for help, let alone in front of his subordinates?

But Gao Deren can indeed bend and stretch. He stopped Zhang Xiaojian who came out after washing his hands, and said softly: "Little brother, that's it, Qing Song said..."

Zhang Xiaojian raised his hand: "Uncle, it's not too late to talk about the company after lunch."

The old lady over there shouted angrily: "It's dinner~~!"

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Although the farmyard is a farmyard.

But not everyone can sit at the table and eat.

The most handsome dressed, Shenke executives who are also managers on weekdays are not qualified. They stand at the door in a hurry.

Smelling the fragrance of the food, listening to a few young people talking about insignificant but joyous laughter, my heart felt a little bitter, and I wondered why their high-standard all members came out to welcome them.

Gao Qingsong felt distressed at the dinner table looking at the old man being unable to eat, so he asked, "Xiaojian, when will your people arrive?"

Hearing these words, Gao Deren, the chairman of Shenke who has been in the forefront for more than 20 years, his eyes lit up, the eyes of the old Wu Mishu next to him lit up, and Wu Pei felt a little bad in his heart.

Zhang Xiaojian glanced at the time and replied: "It should be almost done."

As soon as the voice fell, the roar of cars in the distance came.

An executive from Shenke opened the wooden door and saw a full seven or eight commercial vehicles on the dirt road on the opposite side of the hill. They were dusty and full of momentum.

Zhang Xiaojian grabbed a piece of fish and took a bite of rice, and said softly, "It's already here."

Gao Deren, Secretary Wu, and Wu Pei all put down their chopsticks and looked out the door.

Within two minutes, there was the sound of continuous flameout, and the sound of pushing the door. More than 30 elites with the same suits and leather shoes but with better quality and high-end clothing came to the courtyard.

Today, Yan Ci, who is the head, combed a 37-point haircut, not oily, but still ugly.

He stepped into the hospital step by step, his eyes were similar to those of many dressed, and the face of the stranger of the company management was swept away, and finally he focused on the boss Zhang Xiaojian who was eating.

Then he stepped out and waved his hand: "Wait." All the thirty people behind the team stood still, without whispering or looking around, they were nailed to the ground like a pile.

Zhang Xiaojian, who was eating, was very satisfied, and Da Youtou was not oily now, and he was very sensible.

He put down his chopsticks, looked at Gao Deren and asked, "Gao, when you first started real estate, did you have a dream?"

dream?

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