MTL - Mission Flow-v2 Chapter 235 work done

Jiangfeng Fishing Fire Club is located in Futian, in a tall office building in the urban area. This is the ambitious work of the company "Yuanfan Entertainment" under the name of Ji Yanran's father, Ji Zhe.

After all, the business of nightclubs and bars cannot be long-term, and the replacement is too fast. The mid-to-high-end clubhouse is a good business with a stable door. So he arranged for his only daughter to take over the business.

Ji Yanran was twenty-five years old, wearing a white shirt, a long blue skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and a LV autumn coat. A delicate and pretty woman with her hair up and wearing jewelry, her skin is snowy and her eyebrows are picturesque.

She greeted Hu Junfeng who arrived in the lobby of the clubhouse, "Brother Hu..."

"Yan Ran, take me to the box." Hu Junfeng just "overwhelmed" Yao Guangxuan on the phone, taking advantage of the division of interests of the Qingshui Garden project, and strode forward in high spirits.

Of course, given Yao Guangxuan's dishonesty, he might have something to do with Cao Su. Therefore, Hu Er is not a fool. He has to prepare for the next move: to seize the 30% of the shares in Song Mengxi's hands.

Ji Yanran stepped on high heels, and her height was 1.68 meters. Under the wrapping of her work clothes, she looked more and more bulging and slender. Quickly followed Hu Junfeng, and as soon as he arrived in the luxurious and elegant box upstairs, he was hugged and kissed in his arms. It took a long time, "Hmm..."

After a while, they parted, Ji Yanran gasped, and said coquettishly, "Brother Hu, what's wrong with you?"

Hu Junfeng sat on the sofa in the box, hugged Ji Yanran on his lap, and laughed, "Yanran, I'm in a good mood now!"

Originally, he and Cao Su were at a stalemate. Cao Su couldn't help him, but he was in control of the progress of the Qingshui Garden project. This is the advantage!

However, after the stalemate for more than a month, all kinds of bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods are emerging one after another, and the situation is a little shaky. His father's suggestion is still correct! Now that he withdraws his hands and reconciles, all kinds of interests can be grasped in his hands! Instantly feel happy.

Not to mention the small loan company that made him a headache, the Qingshui Garden project alone will account for 15% more than before, which is a net profit of 150 million.

Beautiful!

After doing so many things, they first forced Song Mengxi together with Yao Guangxuan, then they found someone to block Song Mengxi's office, and the mistake of demolishing the building resulted in the smashing of the residential building. In the end, it was to make more money!

So, he is in a good mood now.

And he will be able to take part of the shares from Song Mengxi later.

Ji Yanran shyly said, "You bully me when you're in a good mood? What the **** is going on, the Qingshui Garden project?"

Hu Junfeng offered Song Mengxi to meet, and she naturally guessed it. The two could only talk about it.

Hu Junfeng smiled and said, "This time I can get at least 100 million more profit."

"Wow, Brother Hu, you are really amazing!" Ji Yanran's beautiful eyes flickered, and she sincerely praised. 1 billion profit! Her club is still operating at a loss.

Hu Junfeng laughed and said, "Brother, there are more powerful ones." He pressed Ji Yanran on the sofa.

The two were joking around intimately when Song Mengxi called. Ji Yanran sorted out her messy clothes and hair, and went to the door of the clubhouse to bring Song Mengxi, who was beautiful and taller than her by three points, into the box.

Seeing Hu Junfeng's shirt collar open, Song Mengxi glanced inside and saw that her muscles were organized and sexy, and she felt a little guilty. Wouldn't it be necessary for my mother to sell her hue to start work again?

Hu Junfeng buttoned his shirt slowly, and walked to Song Mengxi lazily but like a beast, and said condescendingly, "Mr. Song, I have decided to restart the Qingshui Garden project. What price are you going to pay?"

Song Mengxi is 172 tall and wearing 5cm high heels, she is still shorter than Hu Junfeng in front of him.

Song Mengxi is 28 years old this year. Although she is very poor in the actual operation of the project, she has been in the business world for four or five years and has seen many social scenes. With a smile on his face, he said, "Mr. Hu, what price do you want me to pay?"

Hu Junfeng is known as the "Saint of Love". He has tasted many beauties over the years. With his family background and appearance, there is no shortage of women at all. Of course they are all beautiful women. Some of them are superb. And Song Mengxi, a female boss with a slightly fierce body, is actually a mistress, and the amorous feelings between a good family and an oiran also make him have a lot of ideas.

But the order of women and money in his mind is still very clear.

Hu Junfeng took a few steps forward and said, "Mr. Song, you and Cao Su insist on two-thirds of the Qingshui Garden project. This is unreasonable. President Yao and I have discussed it, and we do not insist on the plan we reported to you before. . We want 50% of the income. So, are you and Cao Su evenly divided?"

Song Mengxi hesitated, took a few steps back, and pulled away from Hu Junfeng: "Yes."

She complained to Cao Su years ago, asking him to take part of the responsibility for fighting against Hu Junfeng and Yao Guangxuan. President Cao then came up with a "reward". Of course, she apologized to Mr. Cao in admiration.

On the tenth day of the first lunar month after the new year, Hu Junfeng made a case of demolishing the building and smashing it into a residential area. She was so frightened that she went to President Cao to cry again, but President Cao refused to give in and sent her away.

She was indeed a little afraid of Hu Junfeng in her heart. At this time, how dare she tell the truth? It is necessary to hold on to President Cao's banner to protect her interests.

Seeing Song Mengxi retreating to the window, Hu Junfeng stretched out a finger, trying to provoke Song Mengxi's beautiful white chin: "I want 10% of the shares in your hands. This is a condition for restarting work!"

Song Mengxi really had the idea of ​​tempting this young entrepreneur who is "famous" in the business circle of Shenzhen City. After all, she doesn't mind exchanging her body for benefits. This is her law of survival. But I heard Hu Junfeng said that she wanted to take out 10% of the shares. This is a profit of 100 million. Immediately, she was secretly annoyed, turned sideways to avoid Hu Junfeng's teasing, slid to the side like a nimble civet cat, and then smiled charmingly: "Mr. Hu, you want 10% of the shares in my hand, which is too much! "

Hu Junfeng put away his thoughts, snorted coldly, and threatened domineeringly: "Mr. Song, I don't agree to resume work. The shares are worthless. Cao Su can stand it, he has money. But you may not stand it!"

Song Mengxi was silent, thought for a while, and said struggling: "You just said that you only need 50% of the project shares after negotiating with President Yao. Isn't this what you want to resume work? Besides, you have to talk to President Cao, right? ?"

Hu Junfeng sneered and said, "Then it's a big deal for me not to return to work. Just say whether you want to give it or not, right?"

Song Mengxi stood in the luxurious box, lowered her head, thought about it for ten minutes, and agreed. Cao Su couldn't solve this Hu Ershao, how many days have passed! What can she do with a woman without roots? Just surrender!

The fact is that the remaining 50% of the shares are hers, and Cao Su did not ask for shares at all. UU reading www. uukanshu.com Then, it is not unacceptable to sell 10% of the shares. Hu Junfeng's saying is quite right, Cao Su can afford it, but she can't afford it. She needs to see the Qingshui Garden project start pre-sale as soon as possible and get back the funds. Her start-up capital is only 300 million yuan, and to leverage a large real estate project worth tens of billions of yuan, the daily capital cost must be considered, as well as the problem of the capital chain. If there is a problem with the turnover, it will collapse in an instant.

"Okay, I promise you."

Hu Junfeng showed a winner's smile, "Okay, then you sign the contract. Transfer it to me at the price of 1 yuan." He took out a prepared document from the briefcase he brought with him.

Song Mengxi stared at Hu Junfeng blankly, and after two or three minutes, under the urging of his gaze, she gritted her teeth aggrievedly, picked up a pen, and wrote her name on the contract. Dejectedly, he left under the leadership of Ji Yanran.

"Haha!" Watching Song Mengxi leave, Hu Junfeng couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, he laughed happily, picked up the iced whiskey on the table, and killed it in one gulp!

happy!

Before meeting and negotiating with Cao Su, his preparations were all done. The next step is to wait for the news of Fang Dong.