Song Xiangzheng was excited and wanted to take Yang Liu out for a spin.
"Can you pull it off? Do you have a license plate?" Yang Liu was speechless.
Only then did Song Xiang remember and quickly put out the fire.
Affording a car is not a matter of ability, getting a license plate is.
She clicked her tongue, her good mood disappeared instantly, and she leaned against the car door and talked to Yang Liu.
"Do you have a way?"
Yang Liu snapped his fingers and pursed his lips, "We have been in this business for so many years. If there is no way out, let's take a break as soon as possible."
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and bowed his hands, "Boss, help me quickly."
Yang Liu didn't hold it, got into the car, and immediately made a phone call.
The other party must have been quite happy, and it was settled in a few words. Yang Liu hung up the phone and gave Song Xiang a number.
Song Xiang raised his eyebrows, "Fifty thousand?"
Yang Liu shrugged, "This price is already a friendly price."
This is true. If you want to jump in line with the imperial capital license plate, 500,000 yuan is a friendly price, and 50,000 yuan is no different from giving it as a gift.
Song Xiang hurriedly sent money to Yang Liu, and immediately decided to go to the lottery in the afternoon.
"You're lucky, today happens to be the day of the lottery this month."
On the way back, Song Xiang heard Yang Liu talking and saw Wang Yong walking in.
Normally, Wang Yong would come up to talk to women when he saw them, but today he just frowned and walked into the office distractedly.
Yang Liu spoke in Song Xiang's ear: "Let me just tell you, there is a high probability that something will happen."
Song Xiang knew what was going on and said a few words.
It was just before eleven o'clock, and the lottery was just after two o'clock in the afternoon. She said hello to Yang Liu and left the company on the pretext that something happened.
Yue Ji's headquarters is in the imperial capital, but its market share has shrunk in recent years and its headquarters has been moved to the suburbs.
Song Xiang took the subway there and planned to go directly to meet Zhang Zhengfa.
When she arrived at the front desk, she was asked if she had an appointment.
"I am an employee of ** car dealership." Song Xiang gave an overview.
When the front desk heard this, he immediately became more polite and said, "He must have been sent by Mr. Wang. Please wait a moment while I call and ask Director Zhang."
"OK."
Song Xiang observed the details and was convinced that the relationship between Wang Yong and Director Zhang was definitely not shallow.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang has just finished a meeting. Please come with me." The front desk hung up the phone and immediately asked Song Xiang to enter the elevator.
Song Xiang nodded, followed him with his bag, and asked politely along the way.
"Is Mr. Zhang going to be promoted soon?"
The receptionist was confused: "No."
"Mr. Zhang's business ability is so strong, how could he not be promoted?" Song Xiang looked surprised.
The receptionist clicked his tongue, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but swallowed the words again, waved his hand and said, "Love your job."
Song Xiang laughed in his heart, thinking that there was something fishy going on here, otherwise the front desk wouldn't be so cautious.
The elevator opened, and the front desk pointed Song Xiang in the direction, and then went downstairs.
Song Xiang walked inside and found that there were very few people on this floor, and almost half of it was empty.
Even if Yue Ji's market position declines, it shouldn't be so miserable.
When she arrived at the door of the director's office, there wasn't even a secretary, so she had to knock on the door herself.
"Enter."
The sound was loud and different from what I imagined.
Song Xiang opened the door and saw an ordinary office. Sitting behind the desk was a middle-aged man in his early forties. To his surprise, the man was neither bald nor pregnant, but rather elegant.
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Zhang Zhengfa stood up and came out and invited Song Xiang to sit down.
"In the past, it was Director Wang who took over the job. Why is there a change today?"
As soon as Song Xiang sat down, the other party poured him a cup of tea, smiling and being particularly friendly.
She is defensive in her heart and cautious in her external output.
"Director Wang is afraid that he won't be able to come recently."
Zhang Zhengfa paused while pouring tea, looking a little surprised, "How do you say this?"
Song Xiang took a sip of tea and said, "The superiors suspect that he took kickbacks and are preparing to investigate him."
Zhang Zhengfa put down his tea cup and smiled, "This is just a joke. I have worked with Director Wang for many years, and there is no way he would make such a small mistake."
After speaking, he looked Song Xiang up and down.
"Ms. Song, are you here to poach your boss?"
Song Xiang's heart tightened, thinking that this was really an old fox, so cautious that it was scary.
She endured her patience and leaned back, "Director Zhang, you and Director Wang are just cooperating. I can also sell the cars he can sell. You won't only be willing to cooperate with Director Wang, right?"
Since the other party suspected that her purpose was to poach someone, Song Xiang simply went in this direction to prevent the other party from noticing her true intention.
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Zhengfa stopped smiling.
"As we do business, friendship comes first. Director Wang helped Yue Ji when he was in the most difficult time, and he was very kind to us."
Haha, great sounding.
Song Xiang sneered in her heart and continued to pretend, "Mr. Zhang doesn't have to talk to you as soon as we meet. I..."
"No need."
Before Song Xiang finished speaking, Zhang Zhengfa raised his hand to stop her next words.
"Miss Song, if you have nothing else to do, please leave. Zhang is not interested in cooperating with you."