Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Is this because you can sacrifice your son to talk about business?

Sure enough, Xu Dashan smiled and said, "This is my son, Xu Jiaci, he is 24 this year, and he is helping me in the factory now. Let Jiaci accompany you to get better in these two days."

It's too obvious that the drunkard's intention is not to drink.

Ruan Xihe just smiled, doing business is unavoidable: "It's just a lack of a tour guide. By the way, I just said it's fine?"

She responded first, and then poked at the subject.

"Yes, this is a rough plan for each house on our side."

Ruan Xihe looked at it casually and gave the plan to Zhu Hong.

"Look at it, how about it."

"Okay, President Ruan."

Zhu Hong took a look, it's quite satisfactory, no mistakes, if it is a hardcover room, it is already very high.

"Mr. Ruan, it's good."

On the opposite side just now, Mr. Cai had quoted an approximate price, but he didn't calculate it in detail.

Tang Sha helped to check the price and made a rough comparison with the opposite.

"Mr. Ruan, the price here is a little bit higher, the difference between the two sides should be three or four million."

Xu Dashan hurriedly said: "Mr. Ruan, we use different things, and relatively speaking, our costs are indeed much higher. However, this is already our sincerity, so we don't count it much, we put it all down."

"But there is still a lot of difference between the two sides."

When Ruan Xihe spoke, Xu Dashan trembled, fearing that the big gold master would run away.

But being able to sit here shows that she also has a certain bias towards this product.

It's not completely out of chance.

"President Ruan, our factory is the most powerful here, and other factories should be slightly inferior to ours in terms of wood, workmanship and construction period."

Ruan Xihe didn't speak, but leaned back in the chair slightly, which was not very comfortable to sit on.

What Xu Dashan said is not without reason.

However, Ruan Xihe lightly touched the handle of the chair with his hand and did not speak.

The two big bosses did not speak, and the others were even less afraid to speak.

"I'm very happy, I don't want to rub the price back and forth, Mr. Xu has to show sincerity."

"Me." He was interrupted just as he was about to speak.

"Ruan Ruan, you are here." Chu Yingliang was here again at this time.

When they first came in, they went shopping separately. Ruan Xihe went to see others. Chu Yingliang came over to sign the contract. He went outside to check it out. Now it was three o’clock, so he came back again. He must be following Mu at night. The manufacturer eats here.

Here is a routine. The dealers or image customers of their own brands, the boss will ask them to eat together in the evening, and the accommodation will be arranged for you in the evening.

Spend a little money to show you the strength of the manufacturer, and then coax you to open a shop.

Give it a try, a bike becomes a motorcycle!

Individually, there may be special entertainment at night.

The hostess who was receiving over there quickly took a chair and gave Chu Yingliang a seat.

"Do you know President Chu and President Ruan?"

"I and Ruan are always high school classmates." Chu Yingliang sat down on the edge of the tea table.

When seeing Ruan Xi and a handsome young man sitting next to him, there was a slight flash in Chu Yingliang's heart.

Of course he recognizes Xu Jiaci, Mr. Xu, what does it mean to sit next to Ruan Xihe?

Xu Dashan, an old fox, really knows how to play a small abacus.

Zhou Cong is still going to make tea.

Feng Xu sat silently on the side and peeled melon seeds to Ruan Xi.

"It's fate, Mr. Chu just signed our brand, and everyone has fate." Xu Dashan wanted to turn the topic back to this contract.

"Ruan Ruan, do you want to sign Mu Clan too?"

"No, just buy some furniture, Muhsi's things are a bit expensive." She said lightly.

"His family is really doing pretty well, and Mr. Xu will give it a little cheaper." Chu Yingliang didn't think much about it, thinking Ruan Xi was with the family.

Xu Dashan said bitterly: "It's already very cheap."

"Which one are you comparing with?" Since it is a price issue, there is a high probability that it must be a comparison, Chu Yingliang asked.

"Opposite." Ruan Xihe put down the tea cup.

"How much is the difference, Mr. Xu will do less."

"The difference is three or four million." Xu Dashan was a little speechless.

Chu Yingliang choked as soon as he drank the tea: "Cough, cough, cough."

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