Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

"They're all good things." Seeing the two of them, Mrs. Cheng carried the wine jar with a smile, "I'll find a place to keep it and use it when the time comes."

Ji Lianhuo watched Mrs. Cheng take away the medicinal wine jar, his face was hot, and he couldn't stop looking at Wang Zhaomou.

Big Gougou’s small eyes were very vivid, Wang Zhaomou’s expression was natural, but for some reason, a picture from the past suddenly appeared in his mind.

When Ji Lianhuo's leg was burned, a piece of the school uniform covering his leg bounced off.

There was also the appearance of Ji Lianhuo coming to open the door after knocking on the door an hour later.

Her hair was wet, there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead, her body was scorching hot, her eyes were green and restrained, and her breathing was unsteady.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, Ji Lianhuo had already started his own company, and the puppy had become a big dog, but his dark eyes were still the same as before.

Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and touched the hair of the big dog in front of him, raised his head and kissed Ji Lianhuo's forehead, and asked him to go upstairs to rest in a gentle tone.After a day of exhausting boats and cars, chasing from Sucheng to Zhucheng, and back from Zhucheng, it must be a lie to say that he is not tired.

Going upstairs with Ji Lianhuo, Wang Zhaomou watched Ji Lianhuo reluctantly leave the bedroom, then walked into the study room by himself, and found the profit data of various projects of the real estate company in a stack of documents.

The current two major projects of the real estate company are Chuanhai Courtyard and Shengshi Huajing. The total profit of Chuanhai Courtyard is [-] million. The total profit is [-] million, plus the seven buildings that have not yet opened, the total profit can reach about [-] million.

Now it is only 6000 million away from the [-] million target of the VAM agreement.

Wang Zhaomou took out the documents of the two lands he had photographed before, thought for a moment, and took out his mobile phone to call Lao Qi.

The end of the year is the busiest time for each company. It is necessary to start the annual summary and set the strategic plan for next year. After making the plan, it is necessary to start the talent inventory to reserve talents for next year's business expansion.

Among the company's departments, the finance department is the busiest. It not only has to calculate the tax situation of the year, but also checks the company's accounts for a year, checks the company's assets, checks debts, reconciles accounts and settles accounts. It is too much work. Non-continuous overtime.

Wang Zhaomou took the documents brought by the director of the financial department of the real estate company, and glanced at the other party's haggard face and the gel pen inserted on the head to fix the hair.

"Thank you." Wang Zhaomou opened the file, looked down at the data, and raised his eyes with a smile to look at the supervisor who was tortured by the data until his eyes were dull.

"It should be..." The supervisor tried his best to smile, "Boss, the company's turnover has increased significantly now, and I am really short of manpower. Can I recruit two more people next year?"

"Yes." Wang Zhaomou looked at the director's smile, which was uglier than crying, and comforted him in a warm voice, "The company is on the rise, and naturally it needs to expand its recruitment, but the finances are not easy to recruit at the end of the year. After the Spring Festival, I will discuss this with the HR department. thing."

The chief financial officer nodded helplessly. After all, pigs are afraid of winter and finances are afraid of the end of the year. It is really difficult to recruit people now and to bring new people to familiarize themselves with the company's financial procedures.

Watching the chief financial officer leave, Wang Zhaomou bent over and took out last year's documents from the drawer. Both documents were complete, and then he took out the gambling agreement.

That night, the black Bentley stopped steadily at the gate of Wang's house. Wang Zhaomou held a stack of documents and pushed open the courtyard door.

When Aunt Song heard the movement, she hurried over and saw that it was Wang Zhaomou who came back, and immediately smiled.

"Zhaomou, why are you free today, have you eaten yet?"

"I ate at the company." Wang Zhaomou took off his black wool coat and hung it on the hanger at the door.

When Aunt Song saw the document in Wang Zhaomou's hand, she immediately understood that Wang Zhaomou's visit this time was for business.

"Hongjin is in the study." Aunt Song mentioned her husband, with some worry in her eyes, "Recently, your father went to the study after dinner in the afternoon, and he didn't come out until bedtime, and he didn't know what happened.

Occasionally, when I brought tea in, I found that he was reading a book, but the book was turned upside down. "

Aunt Song had doubts in her tone, "I asked him if he was in a bad mood, but he didn't say anything."

"I see." Wang Zhaomou said calmly, his eyes glanced at the jade bracelet on Aunt Song's wrist, and he turned and went upstairs with the document.

Noticing Wang Zhaomou's gaze, Aunt Song subconsciously touched the jade bracelet on her wrist, looked at Wang Zhaomou's back going upstairs, and smiled.

Wang Zhaomou stood in front of the study and paused for a moment, knocked on the door three times, and unscrewed the handle of the study door.

The study seemed to be a bit hotter. Wang Zhaomou saw his father sitting at the desk, his eyes were scattered, his breathing was a little unsteady, his forehead was gray and black, and he was still sweating.

"Zhaomou, are you here?" Father Wang said majestically, as if nothing happened just now.

Wang Zhaomou walked into the study, looked around the study, and found that the position of the tea table was different from usual, it was pushed closer to the sofa, leaving a larger space in the middle of the study.

Wang Zhaomou paused under the desk, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Father Wang.

"Are you losing weight?"

Father Wang was stunned for a moment, the majesty just now was like a balloon that was punctured in an instant, and shriveled up.

Father Wang couldn't help but take out a piece of paper and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"How did you see it?"

Wang Zhaomou quietly stepped forward, pushed the tea table back to its original position, and sat on the sofa.

"You usually wear slippers at home, but now you are wearing cloth shoes. You like to walk long distances in cloth shoes, saying they are comfortable."

Listening to Wang Zhaomou's explanation, Father Wang's heart couldn't help but a smile appeared in his eyes.

The son knows himself quite well.

"What's the matter today?" Father Wang stood up generously, showed off his cloth shoes, walked from the desk to the tea table, and sat opposite Wang Zhaomou.

Wang Zhaomou put the two documents in front of Wang's father, and Wang's father opened it to see that it was the real estate company's general ledger for last year and this year.

Father Wang paused, closed the document in front of him, and understood that his son came here for the gambling agreement.

"I have already found a professional to estimate the real estate company's profit in the past two years. I don't need to read these two documents. I know that you are far from [-] million yuan, and the difference is not a star and a half.

I don't want you to lose too badly, so I will give you a chance to void this gambling agreement, how about it? "

Wang Zhaomou looked at his father quietly, his father's eyes were full of generosity, and the words in his gesture could not be more obvious.

Thank me, brat!

Let the father let you go!

"Why don't you open it and have a look?" Wang Zhaomou smiled as usual.

"It's the same when you open it." Father Wang carelessly flipped through the file, looking for the total profit amount behind, "Those two projects will not exceed [-] million. If it exceeds, you are making false accounts."

Both documents were opened, and when the profit amount was increased, Father Wang was stunned.

"[-] million? How is that possible!?"

Father Wang looked up at Wang Zhaomou with a stern look, "Are you really making false accounts?!"

Wang Zhaomou didn't say a word, but turned to the specific content of this year's profit-making project, so that Father Wang could see clearly.

In addition to Chuanhai Courtyard and Shengshi Huajing, Father Wang saw at a glance the profits of two land auctions, one for 4000 million and the other for 5000 million. It was these two lands that raised the total profit of the real estate company. five hundred million.

"How can the value increase so much in two years?" Father Wang couldn't believe it. Even with the current policy support, it is impossible to increase so much!

"Could it be that you are deliberately fooling me by letting others bid at a high price?" Father Wang's eyes are full of suspicion, which is totally unreasonable!

"These two pieces of land, one of which is near Shengshihuajing, is a commercial land. When I bought it, I spent 6000 million yuan." Wang Zhaomou looked at his father in front of him, and said unhurriedly.

"After the above document was issued last year, driven by Chuanhai Courtyard, the land price in Sioux City has generally risen. When Shengshi Huajing started construction, the price of this commercial land had already increased by about three points. After getting up, the surrounding land prices generally rose.

As the only piece of large-scale commercial land near Shengshi Huajing, the price of [-] million yuan was not too much. "

After what Wang Zhaomou said, Father Wang thought for a moment and nodded.

"Affected by various factors, I can understand that the price of land near Shengshi Huajing has gone up, but why did the second piece of land that was sold increase more than the first piece?"

"I didn't spend much on the second piece of land, only 5000 million. Although the area is large, the location is not good. It is in the suburbs." Wang Zhaomou smiled, "But just a while ago, the price of [-] million was sold. .”

"How is this possible?" Father Wang frowned, "The land on the outskirts of the city sold for [-] million yuan?"

"Because... the future high-speed railway station in Suzhou City is planned to be near that land." Wang Zhaomou looked at his father and kept smiling, "That land has also been included in the development scope of the new district in Suzhou City."

Father Wang stared blankly at Wang Zhaomou, the smile on his face disappeared little by little, and gradually turned into grief.

"With such great development potential, why are you selling it? You can earn more by developing it yourself!"

Father Wang covered his heart, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were pumping, "My heart hurts to death!"

"Without that piece of land, the company wouldn't be able to achieve a profit of [-] million yuan." Wang Zhaomou raised his hand, adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked normal, "And I don't plan to participate in the development of the Sioux City New District. There are three projects that require my full attention."

Father Wang felt distressed for a while, but when Wang Zhaomou took out the gambling agreement and put it in front of him, his heart ached even more.

Eight percent of the shares of the Wang Group!

I actually lost!

Seeing Father Wang covering his heart and closing his eyes, Wang Zhaomou waited quietly, not in a hurry.

After a while, listening to the silence in the study, Father Wang carefully opened one eye, and found that Wang Zhaomou was still sitting opposite him, as if he came to Wenming to ask for debts, not in a hurry or annoyed, more time was passing slowly .

You can't pretend to be yourself.

Father Wang simply opened his eyes and looked at his second son.

"Is seven percent okay?"

Wang Zhaomou smiled at his father and shook his head slowly.

It is agreed that it is [-]%, it is [-]%, and there is nothing missing.

"It's fine to give you eight percent of the shares, but I have one request." Father Wang gritted his back teeth. "Adding this 40.00%, you will have [-]% of the company's shares, and you will have the right to request the dissolution of the Wang Group, but I will never allow you to dissolve the Wang Group!"

Wang Zhaomou looked at his father calmly, and put away several documents on the table.

"I don't have that plan right now."

"Why, did you really have it before?!" Father Wang widened his eyes, just about to get angry, but suddenly thought of another question, and tried to speak.

"Then why don't you think about it now?"