Chapter 730 Price

Mr. Mo and Vice President Han, these two different names fully indicate Qian Longqiang's likes and dislikes. Not to mention Han Weijun, even Qian Longyun has nothing to do about this.

After hearing Qian Longqiang's words, Mo Zhengguo realized that there was indeed no excitement on Han Weijun's face. Seeing this situation, he stopped talking.

Han Weijun looked up at Qian Longyun. After seeing the other party tap his head, he opened his mouth and said, "The third boss is right. I'm really not happy about this. Mr. Ma not only expressed his interest in taking down the Jian'an Building, but also opened the price, cough, cough!"

Han Weijun said this, whether he was intentional or unintentional, and coughed in a hurry. Qian Longqiang and Mo Zhengguo looked at each other. Both of them chose to be silent and wait for Han Weijun's words below.

After Han Weijun stopped coughing, he continued to say, "Mr. Ma's price is 500,000 yuan, and he said that he refuses to bargain!"

"Five...500,000?" After listening to Han Weijun's words, Mo Zhengguo subconsciously blurted out. What he thought before was to sell at the original price, so that Linyuan could get 500,000 yuan, and now the total price is only 500,000 yuan. There is no hope!

As soon as Mo Zhengguo's words fell, Qian Longqiang scolded, "Fuck, isn't this bullying people? He still has a price. Does he think he is the king of heaven?"

After hearing the third brother's words, Qian Longyun frowned twice and said in a low voice, "Lao San, don't talk nonsense, let's talk about it!"

Qian Longqiang didn't give the right side and said tit-for-tat, "How can a fool do such a thing by burying one million and selling 500,000 yuan?"

Han Weijun had been kept a low profile before, hoping that Qian Longqiang could give him a hand. Since the other party didn't mean it, he didn't have to be polite to him anymore.

"Three bosses, this is the result of my talk. Since you say so, there must be another trick. Otherwise, from now on, you will be in charge of the matter of Jian'an Building!" Han Weijun said lurely.

Qian Longqiang didn't expect Han Weijun to rake back and buckle the shit basin to his head. Although Qian Longqiang was a little grumpy, he was definitely not a fool. As soon as the other party's words fell, he said, "Vice President Han, I'm not as capable as you. In addition, the purpose of the meeting is to solve the problem. You don't think I'm even qualified to speak!"

Qian Longqiang seemed to have a light word, so he blocked Han Weijun's mouth, making him want to be angry but he can't.

Qian Longyun listened to the dialogue between the two, and his face darkened. He said coldly, "Can you two pinch it as soon as they meet? In response to the topic mentioned by Wei Jun just now, everyone expresses their opinions on things and not people!"

In order to prevent Qian Longqiang and Han Weijun from being pinched again, Qian Longyun specially put forward a request for things not to be done to others, which was also a last resort.

After nearly an hour of negotiation, the four finally reached an agreement that it is very likely to raise the price. If the other party does not want to let go, the 500,000 yuan will be 500,000. Although it is better to buy and sell, it is better than to have no money.

After returning to the office, Han Wei took a breath. Although he was robbed by Qian Long for a while, he finally got what he wanted. As long as he takes action on this damn Jian'an Building, he will still be the boss of Guoning's main store. If Qian Laosan is so arrogant, he will slap him in the other party's face.

After a period of emotion, Han Weijun lit a cigarette. After calming down, he picked up the phone and called Mr. Ma.

After the phone was connected, Han Weijun first said politely to the other party, and then said, "Mr. Ma, I have reported this to our boss just now. Although I have spoken to you again and again, the price of 500,000 yuan is too low. Do you think you can go up a little more so that I can help..."

As soon as Han Weijun said this, a very impatient voice came to his ear, "Mr. Han, I think you have forgotten what I said before, 500,000 yuan. In this case, I don't think we need to talk any more. Goodbye!"

After hearing the busy sound in his ear, Han Weijun was stunned. He didn't expect the other party's temper to be so irritable. He said that he gave up the phone and gave him no room for relaxation.

If it were something else, Han Weijun would never contact the other party again. This is not a business deal. He is simply an old man who serves. If he doesn't talk about it, he won't talk about it. Jian'an Building is a mental illness of Han Weijun. He can't wait to throw out this hot potato as soon as possible. Now he even regrets that he should not raise the price with the other party and directly promised him to finish it.

After taking a long breath, Han Weijun picked up the microphone again and pressed the replay button. Du-du-, the phone rang for nearly a minute, but no one answered, so Han Weijun had to hang up the phone. Han Weijun called three times in a row, but no one answered, and his face suddenly changed.

After returning home, Han Weijun looked weak like a cramped lobster. On the way home, he once wanted to go to Hongyun Jinlong Hotel to explain this matter, but when he thought of the other party's previous strict warning, he refused to meet before the business was negotiated, so he had to give up this idea.

This night was extremely difficult for Han Weijun, turning over and over in **. In the complaint of his wife, he had no choice but to go to the sofa and sleep.

The next morning, the first thing to do after arriving at the office was to call Mr. Ma. Half a minute later, Mr. Ma's voice sounded on the phone, and the big stone in Han Weijun's heart fell to the ground.

After learning yesterday's lesson, Han Weijun no longer dared to talk about the price and only asked when the other party would sign the contract.

After hearing this, Mr. Ma said slowly, "Mr. Han, your performance disappointed me very much. If something similar happens again, let's not talk about it."

Han Weijun was extremely angry when he heard the other party's words like teaching a lesson to primary school students, but he didn't dare to say a word and agreed.

After hearing the other party's answer, Mr. Ma showed a proud smile on the corners of his mouth and squeezed his eyes at Hao Dongyang beside him. Then he said in a low voice, "Well, at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning, sign the contract in the conference room on the eighth floor of Hongyun Jinlong Hotel. Is that okay?"

Han Weijun looked pale at this time, took a long breath, and said slowly, "No problem, Mr. Ma, see you tomorrow!"

After saying this, Han Weijun subconsciously waited for the other party to say goodbye, but suddenly there was a busy sound in his ear. Only then did Han Weijun realize that the other party had hung up the phone. He was so angry that he smashed the microphone on the phone and scolded angrily, "Bastard, 500,000 is a ball!"

Mr. Ma will naturally not hear Han Weijun's angry scolding. After hanging up the phone, he stretched out his right hand to celebrate Hao Dongyang with a happy smile.

After Han Weijun hung up the phone, he reported this matter to Qian Longyun as soon as possible. Although he was humiliated by Mr. Ma, Han Weijun was still very proud to see that he was going to remove the heavy burden of Jian'an Building.

Qian Longyun obviously doesn't have such a good mood as Han Weijun. He bought one million and sold 500,000 yuan. Since he entered the mall, he has not suffered such a big loss. All this is thanks to the boy surnamed Lin. After this matter is settled, he must find the lost field.

After seeing Qian Longyun's performance, Han Weijun did not dare to stay here for much. He knew very well that he was only a little angry about the matter of Jian'an Building, and there was no loss of a penny, while Qian Longyun really lost 500,000 yuan. Such a thing would not be pleasant for anyone.

Although he was very unhappy, Qian Longyun and Han Weijun arrived at the Hongyun Jinlong Hotel on time the next morning. Last night, Han Weijun told him that Mr. Ma had a bad temper and tried not to offend him, otherwise he might really quit.

After Han Weijun got out of the car, he was just about to help Qian Longyun open the door when a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Just as he was stunned, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear. Isn't this Mr. Han? What a coincidence!

Han Weijun's face changed after seeing the visitor. Just as he was about to speak, Qian Longyun came out of the car. After seeing this scene, he asked, "Weijun, who is this?"

After hearing the boss's question, Han Weijun didn't care about the people in front of him at the regular meeting. He bowed his head and whispered to Qian Longyun.