Regarding the meaning of Yi Jun asking for photos, Zhuang Wanqiu joked: "What's wrong, I miss me?"

Yi Jun smiled and said, "It's a little bit."

Although Zhuang Wanqiu felt it was strange, after hanging up the phone, he took a picture of himself with his cell phone and sent it to Yi Jun's cell phone. When Yi Jun saw it, he found that as Bai Jingchu said, Zhuang Wanqiu's face was a little pale, his hair was a little dry, and his eyes were a little black.

Yi Jun smiled and called the phone again: "Look at how you look like a panda. Give you a week's rest time, don't go to work, and stay at home honestly. When will I get the panda eyes down, I will be full of energy and return to the company to work."

Zhuang Wanqiu then realized the intention of Yi Jun asking for the photo and said with a smile: "It's enough for me to know. I don't have any pressure in my heart. It's better to have a rest at night. Well, I'll have enough rest today."

"It must be a week. I call the round three times a day in the morning, noon and evening, and I call your landline. You are my money-making machine and you must pay attention to maintenance. This is to maintain my maximum fixed assets, ha." As he said that, Yi Jun hung up the phone with an indisputable attitude.

Zhuang Wanqiu fully understood Yi Jun's concern. Looking at the familiar number on the phone, the girl was a little confused and smiled foolishly. But when her thoughts returned to reality, she couldn't help but sigh: "In your eyes, am I always just a money-making machine, forever?"

A little distracted.

However, in the following days, Yi Jun did not break his promise. Even if he was busy, he always had three rounds in the morning, noon and evening. Until the fourth day, he finally couldn't find it. Before Yi Jun called to question him, he received a text message from Zhuang Wanqiu - "I am in a very good state and I am full of energy."

Then, a new photo came from Zhuang Wanqiu. The woman in the photo was still the gorgeous female manager of Jiangning. Her face was rosy, her eyes were bright, her hair was neat and black, and her smile was so vivid.

Looking at the photo of this beautiful woman, Yi Jun smiled, his emotions were complicated. He understood Zhuang Wanqiu's heart. However, some things need to be fooled.

...

Although Yi Jun was determined to cheer up his subordinates, he still felt a little uncertain about the big development. Two days ago, he heard from Long Tianji that this matter had been approved and the construction project was under planning, and the Shanghai Stock Exchange also provided great cooperation. Because after hearing about the Datong Money House, the highest leadership of the Shanghai Stock Exchange was also uneasy about this underground force with unknown origin and huge identities.

This is like a huge cancer hidden in Shanghai. It was not discovered before. Today, it was found out all at once. Of course, the patient had to try his best to remove it. Moreover, there was no other better way in Shanghai. Instead, I think Yi Jun's approach is the most convenient. I kept silent, silent, and forced it away with a soft knife. After all, Shanghai is an international metropolis, and once it is too mobilized, it will cause a huge negative impact.

Regarding this matter, Yi Jun first asked his father Ye Jiaoyang. Ye Jiaoyang is a business genius. He wandered overseas with bare hands and could have won billions of dollars in wealth by fighting alone. If it weren't for the fact that a lot of energy was devoted to forming an underground spy network, and many things were to put the interests of the motherland first and needed to be given up, I'm afraid he would have achieved greater business success. Therefore, Ye Jiaoyang still has great talent in this regard.

"Why don't you say something to me first?" Ye Jiaoyang first responded, "This is a major opportunity. It's rare that you can help him. But if you don't do it well, your company will be dragged down. I'll find a way to make up for you. Now I have transferred more than one billion US dollars from the United States, enough for you."

But Yi Jun shook his head and smiled, "Since you have already reached this point, don't look back. And I said that if I don't take the money from the Ye family, you will also give it to my sister (Ye Xi)."

"Why are you so stubborn?!" Ye Xi, who was standing beside him, had the attitude of an elder sister, "I don't know how to do business, you can only make good use of the money by using it. Besides, don't give me anything in the future, as if I'm fighting with you."

Yi Jun smiled, and his smile showed his persistence.

Ye Jiaoyang, wearing pajamas, smiled and said, "Your thoughts are really similar to mine back then. In fact, when I went abroad, your grandfather and aunt had to secretly remit a large amount of money to me, but I also rejected it. Men should work hard on their own hands. This is your idea, right?"

Yi Jun nodded with a smile, and said, "Besides, my situation is much better than you back then. If I really fall into trouble and lose all my money, I will hide by your side as a dependent on my elders. I will never be hungry forever."

Ye Jiaoyang laughed. Leaving his parents? If a child like Yi Jun still relied on his parents, he, the father-in-law, was blind.

Afterwards, after Ye Jiaoyang analyzed the situation overall, he realized that the success rate of this matter was quite large. However, the most important part was the competition from others. If everything was prepared and the other big companies finally seized the initiative and took over the project, it would be a cry without tears. This is what Yi Jun and the others were worried about, otherwise they would not have tried their best to expand Zhenghe Real Estate, and they would have worked hard to increase construction performance and improve qualifications in a short period of time.

Finally, Ye Jiaoyang said: "Wait first and see what important real estate companies will participate. Then I will hold a meeting for them."

Hold a meeting? Ye Xi didn't think anything in a simple sentence, but Yi Jun deeply felt that his father's actual influence was greater than that on the surface. Why could this old man let those real estate giants listen to him and shout "Have a meeting" in one sentence? Moreover, if there was no great confidence, would Ye Jiaoyang say so?

At the same time, Ye Jiaoyang also said that he would only go to Shanghai and Shanghai through official channels, so that they can ensure that they are "equal" during the bidding and construction process, and not discriminate because Zhenghe Real Estate is small in scale and weak in its foundation. It is already very good for Zhenghe Real Estate, a small private enterprise.

Yi Jun smiled and thought to himself that he finally understood what a real giant is. Those who show up all day long, those who are on the wealth list today and those who are on the celebrity list tomorrow are not real powerful people. Ye Jiaoyang, who is not showing off, can be called a serious giant.

No wonder many officials and businessmen can make their business so big, and some second-generation young men can advance their careers so quickly. After all, their strength behind them is too strong, and in a word, it may be equivalent to other people's lifelong struggles and struggles.
Chapter completed!