Wang Xia thought for a while, "What do you mean by white gloves?"
Song Sanxi thought, these days, the idea of white gloves is not yet popular.
So, I explained it again.
Wang Xia naturally understood and smiled, "You guys are really interesting to talk about. Okay, that's about it. The idea of white gloves is interesting."
Song Sanxi smiled, "Come on, keep playing the piano, the treatment begins, this will be more interesting..."
Wang Xia rolled her eyes at him, her face flushed, "Damn it, is it fun to take advantage of my sister? I think you are really..."
Before she finished speaking, Wang Xia's cell phone rang again.
She picked it up and looked at it, and said angrily: "Why is it him again?"
Song Sanxi said: "Take it, he is your biological father after all. Control your emotions and take your condition as your top priority."
Wang Xia had no choice but to give him a blank look, press speakerphone, and answer the call.
"What's the matter?"
"Xiaxia, I seem to remember that you said that some people said that the office building and stadium will not be moved to Tianxing! Is this true?"
"Yes, that's right, don't you not believe me?" Wang Xia glanced at Song Sanxi, feeling inexplicably vain.
"Who is that person?"
This is the purpose of Wang Wenhong's call.
Wang Xia snorted coldly and said, "Why should I tell you?"
"Uh..." Wang Wenhong was pushed for a moment, so he had to harmonize again: "Xiaxia, what I mean is, if you know who this person is, you can contact him! He must know the latest site selection, and so do you.
You can invest in it and make some money! Dad, I'm sorry for you, I can't do this, I'm very sorry..."
"Okay, stop being pretentious. If you can't do it, then you can't do it. I don't expect you. But I don't care whether I make money or not! They are other people's white gloves. I don't have to earn them.
Money."
Wang Xia was too lazy to provide Song Sanxi because of her incompatible relationship with her father.
She wanted to say it, but she knew that Wang Wenhong and his son had suffered a lot from Song Sanxi.
Lest he think of another way to give Song Sanxi some shoes, he might as well forget it.
Invisibly, she felt protective towards Sanxi.
Anyway, at that time, she helped Song Sanxi obtain land. After agreeing to grant the land, she told Wang Wenhong about her illness, but she did not tell him in the end.
Wang Wenhong was a little confused, "Xiaxia, what kind of gloves? Are they white gloves? What do you mean?"
"You don't understand this? Hum! White gloves, just..."
Wang Xia needs to be dragged on.
She just learned new words from her former students and showed them off in front of her father.
After finishing speaking, Wang Wenhong laughed and said, "Xiaxia, this is a good statement. It's wonderful. Then, what's going on with your illness..."
"Isn't this what makes you father and son angry?"
Wang Xia responded coldly and hung up the phone directly.
"I'm so annoyed with him!" She complained to Song Sanxi.
Song Sanxi smiled and said: "Okay, Sister Xia, don't be so angry. Pay attention to your health and your condition."
"Okay, sister, I will listen to you and don't argue with him. When you do things in the future, don't conflict with his father and son. There is no benefit in conflicting with the Wang family. No matter whose white glove you are, this is Zhonghai after all, and it has its own
Circle culture, it makes you look bad, it doesn’t look good.”
At this time, Wang Xia had lost the pride she once had.
On the contrary, she looks like a caring elder sister.
Song Sanxi felt moved and nodded, "Okay, thank you Sister Xia for your concern. I am a person who doesn't like to do anything. I won't offend anyone if they don't recruit me."
"Okay, I care about you!" Wang Xia glanced at him charmingly, "I'm just afraid that my disease hasn't been cured yet and the doctor will be gone."
Song Sanxi: "..."
But, he understands.
Women, sometimes you talk the other way around.
Especially Wang Xia, the daughter of the city manager's family, who has a high status and is a member of the circle.
I'm used to being arrogant in my bones, and I hated him so much before.
Even if she cares, she won't admit it.
Otherwise, she will lose her psychological balance and lose her face.
…
Wang Wenhong felt sulky again.
His cousin Wang Wenjing had no choice but to comfort him for a while.
Wang Wenjing also said that anyway, today's news is top secret, and Gu Dong probably won't have any news. But two days ago, Brother Hong, didn't you tell him that the office building and stadium will be built at the address of Tianxing?
.I guess this kid will eat it all tomorrow.
Wang Wenhong nodded, feeling a little more comfortable.
He smiled coldly and said: "Gu Dong, you are still a little young after all. You thought you could fly into the sky with the red sun on your back. Don't forget, this is Zhonghai. Don't think that he gave me money.
If he has a gift of 10 million, I will not cheat him. During those two dinners, even my daughter, Wang Wenhong, seemed to be ignoring her, and she did not even join the chamber of commerce. He will have to pay a price."
Wang Wenjing chuckled, "That's right! For the sake of Xiaxia, the vice-president of the Chamber of Commerce, we have to punish him. Brother Hong, tell me, how can a little kid like him be so successful? Hongri, it is indeed very good."
It’s amazing! I looked at it yesterday and the market value reached one trillion.”
"Who the hell knows? All I know is that Zhonghai has Zhonghai rules! If you are an outsider and want to show off to the Zhonghai circle, there is no way!"
"That's..."
"By the way, give Ma Guaizi a call. Do you know what to say?"
Wang Wenjing followed his cousin, so of course he understood what he was thinking.
He turned around and called Ma Guaizi.
Ma Guaizi, whose real name is Ma Lu, was born with six fingers on his left hand and was born lame on his right leg. In Zhonghai dialect, the lame person was called Guaizi.
Of course, anything that belongs to a man is also called a kidnapper.
This maguaizi is nearly seventy years old.
In Zhonghai Yin Yang Feng Shui, it has always been quite famous.
As soon as Wang Wenjing explained the situation, Ma Guaizi exploded.
"Hey hey hey..."
After he laughed dryly for a while, he said, "Boss Wang, what kind of expert is so tall? I am an old man, but I want to see him!"
"You, choose the land first! For these two important projects, choose another good land. Then, the expert will definitely show up. Then notify Mr. Ma to come over, and you can compete on the spot?"
"Hehehe... no problem, no problem..."
After hanging up the phone, Wang Wenjing said: "Brother Hong, the arrangements have been made."
Wang Wenhong nodded, took out a cigarette, and lit it.
Then, he said with some emotion: "Ma, Zhonghai, it hasn't been so lively in two years. Competition has risen in all walks of life. Even the yin and yang profession of Ma Ma, which is a yin and yang business of pretending to be magical, has to compete with masters. Really, you Ma
interesting."
"Brother Hong, even if you are just pretending to be a ghost, there are some things that you would rather believe than not. In the face of big events, you want good luck and peace of mind!"
"Yes, it's a psychological effect. Ma Guaizi does have some abilities. Looking back, it's him who is more powerful, or the master behind Cui Lao Immortal. Wen Jing, I'm really looking forward to this!"
"Haha, same, same..."
…
The next day, at half past eight in the morning.
The old office building and large conference center in Zhonghai City.
Tianxing Pharmaceutical's auction is about to begin.
The injuries on Song Sanxi's face are almost healed.
The recovery speed is really fast.
His car pulled Gu Yunmeng, accompanied by vehicles from Zhou Wenbing and others, and drove into the parking lot at the gate.
As soon as Song Sanxi got off the car, across the parking lot, Aaron and others accompanied Gu Dong and strode over...