Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

"Since the release of the new notice, housing prices in Sioux City have started to rise steadily." Lao Qi wiped his face, suppressed his excitement, and sent out the questionnaire at the meeting.

"Nearby Zhucheng is the first to rise. In just these few days, the house price has risen by more than 5.00%. This is the fastest increase in more than ten years!"

Many employees looked at the big boss sitting on the main seat, with enthusiasm in their eyes.

"Following this trend, we can postpone the opening time for the first time. The more we postpone, the more benefits we may gain." Some employees tried to suggest.

"This is not good. Our advertising department has been advertising for so long and invested so much. Now it is gaining momentum. If you push it back a year or two, who remembers the previous advertising?" The staff were a little unhappy.

"The most important thing is that the house can be sold. I suggest that we open the market in the near future. Taking advantage of the heat, it is a good idea to sell one more house."

"Every one percent increase means millions of profits, and the advertisement can be played again, so what if we wait for him for half a year?"

"Are you sure you can sell it at that time? The house price is going up, you have to make sure someone will buy it!"

The employees at the bottom spoke to each other, the atmosphere gradually became more explosive, and the voices of the people in each department became higher and higher.

Lao Qi subconsciously looked at Wang Zhaomou. Wang Zhaomou looked at the sales plan sent by the sales department, turned a few pages, and found that they were still bound by the original pricing model.

At present, the control on housing prices is not very strict, and most developers rely on two points to set prices.

The first point is the cost plus. The various construction costs required for development, plus various taxes and fees, plus profits are added to arrive at a final price.

The second point is to refer to the surrounding housing prices, see how much the surrounding new real estate prices are, and then fluctuate up and down the prices of others.

However, Chuanhai Courtyard is different from ordinary real estate in Sioux City. It focuses on high quality and high specifications, and it is impossible to price it based on the surrounding general real estate.

Wang Zhaomou thought for a moment, then tapped his knuckles on the table, and Lao Qi immediately understood when he saw it, and he scolded, making the meeting room instantly quiet.

"You can't miss the enthusiasm of the advertisement." Wang Zhaomou raised his eyes to look at the crowd, "But we have encountered a good time, and we must take advantage of the east wind to maximize the benefits."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding how to balance these two points.

"I have read the forecast analysis of housing prices in Sioux City and the recommended pricing table of Chuanhai Courtyard." Wang Zhaomou put the documents in his hand on the conference table.

"None of them are suitable for the pricing of Chuanhai Courtyard."

Everyone looked at the big boss with doubts in their eyes.

Neither of these two pricing schemes is suitable, so how do you decide?

Is it possible to let Master Zhou do a fortune telling?

"My idea is to let the market demand determine the price of Chuanhai Courtyard."

Wang Zhaomou opened the top view of Chuanhai Courtyard and drew a building.

"We opened for the first time while the popularity of advertising is still there, but we only sell one building." Wang Zhaomou looked at the crowd, "Now the average housing price in Sioux City is about 680 per square meter, and I will give Chuanhai Courtyard the first building. The price of the building is [-] per square meter."

The price of nearly [-], almost doubled? !

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling that the price was too high.

"Given the quality of Chuanhai Courtyard, the price is not high. First of all, we need to offer a discount. It is the first time to open for sale. Buy a house and get a parking space. A parking space is [-] square meters.

Customers can do their own calculations. Assuming a house of 36 square meters, the total price needs to be 100, but if the [-] square meters are added in, the price per square meter will drop to more than [-]. "

Looking at the eyes of the employees, Wang Zhaomou easily understood their words.

"Don't ask me what to do if the customer doesn't have a car. You have to have promotional means, such as a lottery for buying a house, and the special prize for the prize is a car. Let the customer have their own imagination about what will happen if they have a car."

Some employees raised their hands tremblingly.

"Say." Wang Zhaomou looked at the employee who raised his hand.

"Boss, what if, I mean, if the price is too high and you can't sell it?" the employees worriedly expressed their worries.

"That's why I only sold one building for the first time." Wang Zhaomou looked lingeringly, "In this way, we will have a chance of trial and error to see how the consumer groups in Sioux City have attitudes toward high-end real estate. If the situation is not good, we can lower the price appropriately next time the market opens.

If the market is good at the first opening, in the next few openings, you can properly price the parking spaces. For example, in the second opening, the original price of [-] parking spaces will only be [-], so that the price per square meter of the house will rise slowly. "

The employees froze in place, after careful consideration, it seemed that it was indeed feasible.

"Let Master Zhou count the days." Wang Zhaomou unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup and took a sip of water, "Everyone is starting to prepare for the first opening."

After leaving the meeting room with a vacuum flask, Wang Zhaomou returned to the office, and just glanced at the documents on the table when his cell phone rang.

"President Wang, do you have time?" Leng Xiuming's voice came from the phone.

Wang Zhaomou paused, flipping through the documents in his hand, "Is there something wrong?"

"Yes." The other side gave an affirmative answer.

Wang Zhaomou glanced at the time, it was almost lunch time, the voice on the other side was not as relaxed and lively as before, Wang Zhaomou felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Where to meet?"

Leng Xiuming reported the location of a restaurant. Wang Zhaomou took Lao Qi there, and found that the other party seemed to have booked the entire restaurant. Leng Xiuming was sitting in the best seat in the restaurant. Several foreign bodyguards stood at the entrance and exit of the restaurant, and the security measures were very strict. .

"This is..." Leng Xiuming saw the one-eyed man behind Wang Zhaomou at a glance, subconsciously showing some vigilance.

"This is my bodyguard." Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly, and glanced at the dozens of foreign bodyguards around the restaurant.

"We may have to talk about some sensitive topics today." Leng Xiuming smiled a bit, "If Mr. Wang believes me, can you ask this Mr. Bodyguard to leave for a while?"

Wang Zhaomou looked at the appearance of the person in front of him, as if he wanted to ask a teacher for a crime.

"Old Qi, thank you for your hard work." Wang Zhaomou pointed to the shop opposite the restaurant with his eyes.

Seeing that Wang Zhaomou believed in him, Leng Xiuming smiled brightly and handed the menu to Wang Zhaomou.

"Mr. Wang probably hasn't had lunch yet, what would you like to eat?"

"Anything you want." Wang Zhaomou handed back the menu intact, "I'm not very picky."

"Me too." Leng Xiuming smiled unabated, and snapped his fingers at the bodyguard next to him. Several staff members brought exquisitely presented meals, which seemed to have been prepared.

Wang Zhaomou enjoyed his lunch quietly, while Leng Xiuming kept looking up at Wang Zhaomou, always with a smile on his face.

Being watched by Ji Lianhuo like this, Wang Zhaomou will not feel any discomfort, the atmosphere at the table is soft and peaceful; but being watched by Leng Xiuming like this, Wang Zhaomou feels a little uncomfortable, like being stared at by a cold-blooded animal, the taste of food It seems that two points are missing.

"Is there something wrong?" Wang Zhaomou raised his head and asked.

"I just thought of my grandpa." Leng Xiuming smiled brightly, "During family dinners, he doesn't like us juniors talking. Your habit of not talking is very much to his old man's appetite."

Too much talk is bound to be lost, I just have nothing to say to you.

Wang Zhaomou was quiet for two seconds, and continued to eat the meal in front of him.

After eating half full, Wang Zhaomou lightly wiped the corner of his mouth, watching Leng Xiuming quickly finish the food in front of him. After the staff took away the plate, a bodyguard brought a document.

"Mr. Wang, you have always, always maintained a great wariness and alienation attitude towards us." Leng Xiuming said seriously, "I was always wondering why you were like this."

Subconsciously, Wang Zhaomou held his breath and looked into Leng Xiuming's eyes quietly.

What did he find?

Or saw Ji Lianhuo through the window this morning?

Wang Zhaomou glanced at the two foreign bodyguards at the exit from the corner of his eye, and his eyes quickly fell on the glass vase with flowers on the table.

If Leng Xiuming is held hostage, can he walk out of the restaurant safely?

"Later I figured it out." Leng Xiuming still looked serious.

"It's because I just started, and I didn't treat you sincerely, my partner."

Wang Zhaomou paused and looked straight at Leng Xiuming.

Leng Xiuming opened the file, revealing the first page of the file.

Wang Zhaomou saw the picture of Panlongyu printed on the document at a glance.

"Because I didn't know much about you before, I concealed the truth, please forgive me." Leng Xiuming pointed to the photo of Panlongyu in the file.

"This is the purpose of our visit to China."

Wang Zhaomou remained silent, quickly browsing the text information next to the photo.

"This photo came from a forum. After being reminded by friends of Leng's family in China, we were able to see it when we were overseas."

Leng Xiuming looked serious, "This Coiling Dragon Jade has special meaning to the Leng family. After the Leng family received the news, we found that this post had been deleted. We hired hackers from the United States, and it took a while , I found out that the source of this post is Sioux City."

"Is there no specific location?" Wang Zhaomou looked normal.

"Hackers are not omnipotent, not to mention that Huaguo's current information network is not developed, and it is difficult for a smart woman to cook without rice." Leng Xiuming looked helpless.

Wang Zhaomou was dubious, but the surface was still calm.

"However." Leng Xiuming paused, "We will bring the hacker to Sioux City. If the device that posted this post is turned on and connected to the Internet, the hacker will be able to continuously narrow the scope and use mobile base station positioning technology to finally locate him in a small area. At that time, as long as we check one by one, we will have the results.”

Wang Zhaomou nodded, thinking of the cell phone he disposed of.

It's a pity that the Leng family may return without success this time.

"President Wang, do you have any questions?" Leng Xiu's eyes were bright and focused.

"If you find someone who owns this Panlong Jade, what will you do?" Wang Zhaomou said in a flat tone.

"The story in the middle is very complicated." Leng Xiuming was silent for a while, "But I'm sure, when we find the person who holds this Panlong Jade, he will regret holding this jade."

Wang Zhaomou's eyes were calm, and he nodded thoughtfully.

"So Mr. Wang." Leng Xiuming smiled again, "Can you regain your trust in your partners now?"

"It's hard." Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly, "After all, I haven't seen a billion dollars yet."

"President Wang." Leng Xiuming felt helpless, "You are really a businessman through and through."

"I'm not a businessman, am I still a philanthropist?" Wang Zhaomou picked up the water glass and took a sip of lemonade leisurely, "I'm not that hypocritical."

"Then toast to our business." Leng Xiuming picked up his lemonade and clinked glasses with Wang Zhaomou, "In the future, if you encounter clues about Panlongyu, please help Mr. Wang a lot. If the person who posted the post finds out, one billion dollars in funding will be transferred to the Wang Group's account."

Wang Zhaomou smiled, raised his wrist lightly, and heard the crisp sound of two glasses colliding.

After a busy afternoon at the Wang Group, Wang Zhaomou came home in the afternoon, and Ji Lianhuo came to him, helping him take off his coat and put on his slippers as usual. Wang Zhaomou saw Ji Dabao staggering in the living room dragging his baby stroller Run, run unsteadily and fall, get up without crying or making a fuss, jump twice and continue running.

A billion dollars is right in front of your eyes.

But they are much more important than a billion dollars.

Wang Zhaomou looked at Ji Lianhuo, the young man was looking at him, his eyes met, the young man blushed suddenly.

Ji Lianhuo seemed to want to prove something, carefully took Wang Zhaomou's cuff, went to the next room, stared closely at the person in front of him, mustered up his courage, and resorted to the words that were pressed tightly in his heart.

"Zhao, Zhao Zhao."

Like bubbles sinking in the deep sea surging upwards, the seeds buried deep in the dark strive to find the light and break out of the ground, and all the gray things are instantly painted with color.

"Ah."

A gentle voice with a slight smile sounded, and Ji Lianhuo stood where he was, his eyes were full of the man in front of him.

Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and touched the boy's head, and suddenly realized that Ji Lianhuo had outgrown him at some point.

The young man's youthfulness has faded by two points, and a small dark area appears at the end of the eyes, like the eye tail groove, and the shape of the eyes is getting deeper and deeper, coupled with the deep black color of the eyes, there is a little more stability in a trance and tough.

Ji Lianhuo's nose bridge became more and more straight, his facial features were unusually well-defined, and his thin lips were cold.Such a face was supposed to be a very intimidating face, but in front of my eyes, these eyes were full of deep tenderness, and the eyes followed closely, like a large dog that could only wag its tail.

"Zhao Zhao." Ji Lianhuo looked at the person in front of him lingeringly, and secretly spoke again.

"En." Wang Zhaomou responded.

As if stealing a piece of candy behind everyone's back, the corners of Ji Lianhuo's mouth could not help but rise, as if his heart was filled with sweetness.

This is a little secret exclusive to me and Brother Zhaomou.

It's my own nickname for Zhaomou Goth.

unique.

Ji Lianhuo wanted to call out several times, fearing that brother Zhaomou would be annoyed, so he tried his best to bear it, and swallowed the third time.

Just these two times is enough for me to think about it for a long time.

That night, Ji Lianhuo took a long shower, wiped his hair and lay on the bed, but he didn't know why in his heart, it was the emptiness after satiation.

There is a voice in my heart constantly reminding Ji Lianhuo that what you want is not just this.

As if addicted to the sporadic affection in Brother Zhaomou's eyes, Ji Lianhuo's deep desire is deep in his heart, wanting more, wanting Brother Zhaomou to see himself in his eyes, wanting Zhaozhao to embrace himself, and then A little more contact, a little closer.

His mood was so hot that Ji Lianhuo had no choice but to go to the bathroom again, feeling his rapid heartbeat, Ji Lianhuo's eyes were clouded and helpless.

Is there any way for me to get closer to Zhao Zhao, at least to stand side by side with Zhao Zhao in an upright manner.