The highest level of strategy is open plan. The highest level of strategy is clear plan.

This time I accidentally hit Xie Yibing in a bar, which ruined my original plan.

What I am most worried about now is whether the knowledgeable Chairman Xie will see through us directly when we meet tomorrow.

Although Mr. Hong has been silent again and again, I am still a little worried.

This is no better than Master Hong picking up girls, and failure will fail.

If this failure is made, Fang Chukai wants to get this land, but there is no chance at all.

Back at the hotel, we talked about what happened to Xie Yibing today with Fang Chukai in detail.

As soon as I finished speaking, Mr. Hong said to Fang Chukai:

"Mr. Fang, go to Xie's house at noon tomorrow. There are two things you need to help me with. First, prepare business cards for us three. My title is the marketing department specialist of the World Calligraphy and Painting Association and the Asian China Division. Xiaoduo is an intern, so Xiaoliu Master will be my assistant..."

"It's easy to deal with, what's the second?"

"Secondly, we need to set up a temporary office in Xiangjiang or Haojiang. This is actually simple. Let your office be temporarily pretend. In this way, even if Xie Chengbing and his daughter make phone calls, they will be able to deal with it..."

Fang Chukai didn't say anything when he heard this, and he handed me a box of General Bai.

I tore open the packaging, lit it and took a big sip. There was a strong smell, which made me choke and I couldn't help but cough.

Fang Chukai looked at me and said directly:

"In the words of you, Xie Chengbing is also an old man. Do you think such a simple statement can make Xie Chengbing believe it?"

This is also what I worry about, while Mr. Hong looked confident.

He walked back and forth in front of Fang Chukai with his hands behind his back.

This posture is a bit calm and confident like a feather fan and a scarf.

"Mr. Fang, I don't know if you have heard it. The truth is simple and easy to move around the world. The simpler the situation is, the more you can make people in high positions believe it..."

"Why?"

Fang Chukai asked.

Mr. Hong smiled faintly and said:

"It's very simple. Successful people in high positions rarely see the dangers of the world. And they confidently believe that no one can deceive them. Don't worry, I'll do this game!"

Mr. Hong’s words seem to make some sense.

The current situation seems to be enough to do as Mr. Hong said.

Kaiyuan Villa is the earliest wealthy area in Quancheng.

The villa halfway up the mountain is even more luxurious.

Standing in front of the window, you can see the entire Quanzhou.

At around eleven o'clock, the three of us arrived in front of Xie Yiliu's villa.

After ringing the doorbell for a long time, no one came to open the door.

Mr. Hong was about to call Xie Yiliu when he saw the door of the villa opened.

A nanny in her fifties walked out in panic.

But just after she walked for a few steps, she heard a "swoosh" and a vase flew out of the door and broke behind the nanny.

And in the room, Xie Yiliu's shrill shouts came from:

"I told you half an hour ago that I want to wear that yellow dress today, and you haven't been hot yet!"

The three of us looked at each other. Xie Yiliu's willfulness was really beyond our imagination.

Following the nanny with an awkward look, she walked into the villa. In the magnificent living room, Xie Yiliu was standing there, waiting for us.

Unlike yesterday, she had a gentle smile on her face and was wearing a white long dress.

This kind of graceful look is completely different from the little girl yesterday and the one who threw the bottle just now. M.

"Mr. Chen, you are here. My mother will be back soon, you can sit down first..."

The three of us sat on the sofa, and Xie Yiliu actually poured us a cup of coffee.

When she was put in front of Xiaoduo, Xie Yiliu looked at Xiaoduo with a smile and said:

"Miss, don't break this cup. This is bought by my mother from Europe. It costs several thousand yuan per cup..."

It seems that Xie Yiliu is still a little dissatisfied with what happened yesterday.

She changed her way and was provoking Xiaoduo.

Xiaoduo didn't touch the coffee cup, and looked elsewhere.

As he was talking, the door outside opened.

A man who looked like a driver walked in with a middle-aged woman.

The woman was wearing a cashmere windbreaker with a turtleneck cardigan.

The short wavy hair is elegant and solemn, and it gives people a sense of nobility and dignity.

As soon as he saw this woman, Xie Yiliu ran over. He held the woman's arm and shouted in a delicate voice:

"Mom, why are you back?"

"Are you bullying the aunt again?"

"I haven't!"

Xie Yiliu pouted and acted coquettishly.

The three of us also stood up politely and watched the mother and daughter interact.

Both Mr. Hong and I are normal, but Xiaoduo, there is a sense of envy in her eyes.

Xie Chengbing also saw Xiaoduo and looked at him. Xie Chengbing was slightly stunned and said with emotion:

"This girl is so pretty. How old are you?"

Before Xiaoduo could speak, Xie Yiliu immediately swayed Xie Chengbing's arm in dissatisfaction.

"You always say that others are beautiful, then am I not beautiful?"

Xie Chengbing smiled and glanced at Xiaoduo again.

After introducing each other, the mother and daughter took us to the studio on the second floor.

There are several oil paintings of Xie Yiliu in the studio, and Xie Chengbing introduced:

"This child has been spoiled by me and has been willful since childhood. I have had many works before, but they were all ruined by her. Now these are the only ones left..."

I don’t know how to draw either, and Master Hong pretended to start commenting.

From color composition to layout, and from the conception and artistic conception, we start to comment.

In the end, we talked about the genre.

Mr. Hong and Xie Yiliu had a good chat, but Xie Chengbing stood aside, smiling and not talking.

At the end of the conversation, Xie Yiliu looked at Mr. Hong with anticipation and asked:

"You said, can I participate in the competition at my level?"

Just saw Mr. Hong thinking for a while with a embarrassed look on his face before saying:

"Originally, we came to Qilu this time, and there were two painters who wanted to invite him, and the person had already been decided. Now..."

When Mr. Hong said this, he paused for a moment.
Chapter completed!