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Chapter 698

Li Siwen handed the film in his pocket to Zhao Jian: "You can find a photo studio later, wash out the photos and process them in an expedited manner. Don't lose them."

"no problem."

Zhao Jian had just finished answering, a jeep was parked directly in front of the two of them. The window rolled down and a handsome face appeared in front of them.

"Mr. Li, don't be fine." The woman was wearing sunglasses, covering her eyes but not her delicate chin. This woman was no one else, but Zheng Jiayu.

"Okay, I got the car as soon as I arrived in the capital?" Li Siwen laughed, opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot, and Zhao Jianze sat behind.

"I'm not like some people, I don't care about my image when I go out. Even those who will wear ordinary suits when participating in the bidding." Zheng Jiayu took off his sunglasses, rolled his beautiful big eyes, and then said, "Didn't those big bosses laugh at you for being shabby?"

"Hmph, do they dare?" Li Siwen snorted coldly.

"Ask you is just a waste of time." Zheng Jiayu turned around and looked at Zhao Jian and said, "Mr. Zhao, tell me, what are the worrying things we encountered today?"

"This..." Zhao Jian glanced at Li Siwen.

"What do you think he is doing? I am the executive president of Journey to the West Group, and you are under my control." Zheng Jiayu said with a very serious expression.

"Haha!" Zhao Jian laughed dryly and said, "Although we were dressed normally, we were pretty clean and no one laughed at me. The only thing that was worried was that there were no seats for us in the bidding venue?"

"Ah? I didn't even arrange a seat?" Zheng Jiayu glared.

"Yes, it's just that Liu Zhonglie did it. Anyway, I have heard a lot of sarcastic words throughout the whole game." Zhao Jian shrugged his shoulders.

"Can you say something good?" Li Siwen glared at the other party.

"Ah, yes... Brother Wen has been so popular this time that he directly captured all the advertising spaces on the scene, which can destroy Liu Zhonglie and Wan Long's energy."

"You said he took all the advertising spaces?" Zheng Jiayu was also surprised. As he said that, he did not forget to look at Li Siwen: "In other words, Journey to the West Group can also be advertised?"

"That's right." Zhao Jian nodded.

Zheng Jiayu was delighted and looked at Li Siwen and said, "How did you do it?"

"Of course it's my intelligence." Li Siwen pointed to his head.

"You are still panting when you say you are fat. I think you must have used some tricks." Zheng Jiayu snorted.

"Let's not talk about this for now. How much loan will you have in Qizhou do this?" Li Siwen asked.

"The loan is 60 million, but I can only give you 40 million." Zheng Jiayu said after thinking about it.

"Only give me 40 million?" Li Siwen said with a bitter face: "The offer I gave Journey to West Group to participate in the bidding is 34.99 million, let alone why are you leaving 20 million?"

"Can you keep a young man?" Zheng Jiayu glared at Li Siwen, then said with a cold face: "Journey to the West Group has been on CCTV advertising, and its development momentum will surely soar. Journey to the West itself has been expanding, and the working capital is under great pressure. If the advertising keeps up, but the production capacity cannot keep up, wouldn't it be over? So, I must take out 20 million."

After Zheng Jiayu finished speaking, he looked at Li Siwen's frowning face and his tone softened a little: "Are you just so short of money?"

"Brother Wen only has 30 million yuan, but the offer today has exceeded 100 million yuan. Do you think he is short of money?" Zhao Jian, who was sitting behind, said.

"This..." Zheng Jiayu bit his lower lip lightly: "Or I'm thinking of a solution!"

"No need, what you said is right. The development of Journey to the West Group must not be delayed, and even if you give me all 60 million, it is not enough." Li Siwen pinched his nose: "Didn't Qizhou say that he can borrow 80 million yuan?"

"At first, it was 80 million, but later the bank said that the finances were tight, so we could only approve 60 million first, and the remaining 20 million will have to wait a month later." Zheng Jiayu explained.

"Since that's the case, I can only think of other ways!" Li Siwen paused slightly, and then said, "Let's go back to the hotel first!"

"Oh, I've come all the way, and the boats are exhausted. Some people don't know how to care about it except for business." Zheng Jiayu held the steering wheel tightly and did not forget to complain.

When Li Siwen heard the other party act like a spoiled look, she smiled and said, "Do you know where Quan Jude is?"

"Of course I know." Zheng Jiayu's face suddenly showed a smile and said playfully to Li Siwen: "Did you treat me?"

"Do you want to treat me?" Li Siwen touched his stomach: "I happen to be a little hungry, too."

"I'm talking about you two, can you pay attention? There are still people in the back row?" Zhao Jian lit a cigarette.

"Hehe!" Zheng Jiayu laughed and reminded: "Quanjude is so precious. We two of us try our best to kill him."

"This idea is good." Zhao Jian paused slightly: "By the way, Mr. Zheng, isn't our group owed a loan from Qizhou Bank? How did the other party approve it?"

"Your Brother Wen did a good thing." Zheng Jiahui replied: "You ask him."

"Brother Wen, what good things have you done?" Zhao Jian asked curiously.

"Simple, I tell the leaders of Qizhou that if Journey to the West Group wins the bid, adding the word Qizhou to the advertisement is equivalent to a name-name, and of course the other party is very happy." Li Siwen replied.

"Damn, I can still do this." Zhao Jian was shocked.

"Okay, don't ask questions. You can go and wash the photos first, and then come to Quanjude for dinner. Mr. Zheng and I will wait for you." Li Siwen said.

"Okay!"

——

In the office of Media Center, Jiang Yu poured tea for Wang Quan and said, "Master, this Li Siwen is really hard-working. What are you going to do?"

"I didn't expect this kid to be so arrogant." Wang Quan frowned and said in embarrassment: "But after all, he won the bidding king with his ability. If we kick him out, the credibility of the bidding club will be gone."

"Master, you have given him a chance, but he can't control it himself! Besides, you can't offend Mr. Liu because of him, right? You should be clear about the difference between the more important ones." Wang Zhanmin also spoke.

Wang Quan nodded slightly when he heard this. At this time, the office door was pushed open. Liu Zhonglie and Wan Long walked in. Their eyes seemed to be able to kill people. Obviously, they were having a very depressed day.

"Old classmate, sit down quickly." Wang Quan said.

"Brother, I'll let you have a joke today." Liu Zhonglie sat on the chair and asked, "How is the mediation?"

"Not ideal." Wang Quan replied.

"I just said that Li Siwen is just an ignorant person." Wan Long gritted his teeth.

When Wang Quan heard this, he nodded and said, "You are really right."


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