My sick girl will pretend

Hancheng's company is called Huacheng International Company, with a grand name. It is actually a small company, not built by Hancheng, but a small company that existed in Huating before.It is very difficult for small companies to survive in such an era, let alone develop.

The Han family is mainly based on military power, but such a large family will always get involved in business if they want to support them.In fact, even if they don’t focus on business, the Han family has many large companies, such as the Beijing Subway Company and Jiangcheng’s entertainment and culture company, but the old man of the Han family chose to put Hancheng in Huating, where the Han family’s strength is very weak, and he deliberately found them. An inconspicuous small company works for Han Cheng. From this, it can be seen that Mr. Han wants to hone Han Cheng's mind.

Originally, Han Cheng offered to meet in the morning to discuss the bidding, but Zhou Qing changed it to the afternoon.Zhou Qing didn't get up until mid-sun in the morning, but the Hancheng troops had already set their biological clock for several years, and woke up at six o'clock.

Zhou Qing got up at eleven o'clock and ate something casually, took a taxi to the agreed place, it was not the small company in Hancheng, but a club, Downton Club, the kind that was not open to people, and it was very private.

Zhou Qing had heard of this clubhouse before, and it looked ordinary from the outside, just a three-story building, too inconspicuous.It was only at their level that they knew that this clubhouse in an unpopular neighborhood was unusual.

Walking into the clubhouse, there were two bodyguards standing beside him. When they saw someone coming in, they immediately let them go when they heard the name Han Cheng.

Zhou Qing walked in along the corridor, only to find that this small place is small but has all internal organs.Under such a plain appearance, there is a bit of Tongquechun's deep lock Erqiao's taste, full of Chinese style, Zhou Qing is also a person who has seen the world, and was surprised by the background here.Antique, different from the general arty, all the utensils and objects inside are exquisite and graceful.

Zhou Qing walked over and sat down step by step, saying that it would be a lie to say that he would not be touched.

Everything that was brilliant, the place, the people, he had too.After two years of mediocrity, it feels unreal to step into this kind of place now.

Zhou Qing's cell phone lighted up, and he picked it up to look at it. It was a text message from Han Cheng, "Come to the third floor."

He didn't see the elevator, but only found a wooden staircase, and there were guards in the corridor. Seeing that Zhou Qing didn't ask, it should be Han Cheng who said hello.

The wooden floor made a deep low sound, and there was the voice of singing in front of it, singing something, euphemistically, as if someone's soul refused to go away.

Zhou Qing opened the door and walked in. There was a table and a few stools inside. The sound of singing came from the old record next to it. Sobbing and sobbing flowed out bit by bit. Sending—"Inseparable and inseparable, two and two depend on each other for a long time..."

Miserable and miserable, suddenly one seems to be in the middle of the play, a farewell, no longer knowing what lies ahead—— Zhou Qing was a little dazed when Han Cheng came, and he didn't hear it the first time he yelled, and the second time he called Then he came back to his senses suddenly, and coughed as if trying to cover up something: "You're here."

"Yeah." Han Cheng felt a little strange but didn't show it, and said nonchalantly, "This is... a friend's place of mine, it's not bad."

"Very good." Zhou Qing smiled lightly.His lips were slightly curved, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and from his expression, he seemed to be in a daze.

He was stunned at Han Cheng, and immediately corrected his expression and changed the subject: "Aren't we talking about work?"

"Talk... yes, talk about work, talk about work." Han Cheng came to his senses and said to the outside: "Bring in all the materials."

When Zhou Qing saw the newcomer outside, he probably was the secretary brought by Han Cheng.People outside put the materials in and then went out.

A stack of documents is very complete, Zhou Qing flipped through it, Chapter 1 is the documents of bidding land, from finance to government policies, densely packed.The background, company structure, personnel, especially the actual directors of the company, the trends and preferences of the several key competitors who bid are listed on it.

It is impossible for this specific information to be collected by that small company in Hancheng in a few days.

Zhou Qing stopped and asked directly: "Where did you get the information?"

Han Cheng was dissatisfied: "What do you mean? I can't get a few pages of information, don't you look down on me?"

Zhou Qing ignored him, and took out a piece of paper: "The Benjia Group of Donghu Lake also wants to bid for this land. Where do you get the confidence to win the food? Also, the person in charge of the Benjia Group's land bidding this time, this The whereabouts of similar businesses have always been kept secret, and you have recorded his hobbies and specialties in detail, including what he did in the past two days and who he met, all of which are clear, you said this was found by your company?"

Zhou Qing moved closer and cooperated with oppressive language. This was a technique they used to negotiate in the past, and they used it naturally if they didn't pay attention.

Han Cheng wasn't embarrassed at all, and said carelessly: "It's true that I didn't check it, I entrusted a friend to find the information for me."

"Can we start now?"

What Han Cheng said about entrusting a friend was similar to what Zhou Qing guessed. Zhou Qing went through the information and began to analyze with Han Cheng the advantages and disadvantages of this bidding and where the breakthrough points were, including how the small company should rectify and improve efficiency so that This bid has a greater chance of success.

Now Han Cheng felt that it was a good move to find Zhou Qing, otherwise the first step would have died halfway.He originally thought that bidding was to write a planning budget, but after analyzing it to Zhou Qing, he realized that there are so many twists and turns in a simple bidding, especially the series of operations in it are enough to make people dizzy.

Song Shu also gave him lessons before, but although Song Shu is smart and safe in doing things, after all, what he does in the Han family is not professional. road.

Han Cheng originally thought that the sad morning passed quickly, but Zhou Qing's voice became smaller and smaller, and Han Cheng realized that his face was a little pale, guessing that he had hypoglycemia, and suggested: "It's noon, go find a place to eat Bar."

"Yeah." Zhou Qing said calmly, his complexion was not very good after being hungry for a long time.It wasn't until I drank a cup of hot water in the restaurant that I finally recovered.

Zhou Qing estimated that it would take a while before the food was served: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Han Cheng: "Yes."

Han Cheng was very satisfied with this meeting. Originally, he just wanted Zhou Qing to point him in the right direction, but he did not expect to get a lot of rewards. Han Cheng wondered whether he should keep him after this bidding.

When the waiter was serving the food, he realized that he hadn't seen Zhou Qing for a long time. Han Cheng looked at his watch subconsciously. The hands had passed for nearly 10 minutes. Han Cheng suddenly stood up and went straight to the bathroom.

·Two 10 minutes ago, the bathroom.

Zhou Qing opened the bathroom door and was just about to step out when a breath that made his skin crawl came over him. He took a step back without hesitation and closed the door. The flimsy door was directly pierced by the terrifying force of the outsider , a sharp dagger was thrown back by Zhou Qing just in the nick of time to avoid it, the outsider directly kicked open the door violently, raised the dagger, and stabbed in.Zhou Qing interlaced his hands to block the opponent's movements. He was a master outside, with decisive movements and strong strength. The two of them had already exchanged dozens of moves, and if they were not careful, they would be hit by thunder.

The two were evenly matched in terms of force, and Zhou Qing suffered a disadvantage and was confined in the quarantine, the place was narrow and he couldn't use his skills.

The man swiped his dagger horizontally, his movements were tricky.Zhou Qing didn't have a weapon. Fortunately, the mop pole in the corner of the toilet was made of iron. When it collided heavily with a special dagger, the unique friction sound of iron made people's scalp tingle.Zhou Qing's arm went numb, and his body hit the wall. The assassin did not give Zhou Qing a chance to catch his breath. He took advantage of the momentum, touched the ground with his foot, raised his other leg and kicked him suddenly. The movement was swift, but the strength was not weak. Yu Jinshi.

Zhou Qing did not hesitate to block. Unexpectedly, the assassin was just waiting for the opportunity for Zhou Qing to block. The dagger was spun out of his hand and directly pointed at Zhou Qing.Unavoidable, Zhou Qing kicked the assassin away with a force that erupted from nowhere, and took advantage of the opponent to take a step back. The spinning dagger cut a long and thin gash in Zhou Qing's hand, and Zhou Qing was beaten to death. Sticking to the inside of the wall, he narrowly escaped.

Just as the assassin was about to continue his attack, Han Cheng's voice suddenly sounded at the door. Seeing someone coming, the assassin jumped out of the bathroom window decisively.

A man dressed as a waiter in a white shirt and black trousers holding a dagger stopped in front of Zhou Qing. Blood was dripping from Zhou Qing's hands.

"stop!"

Han Cheng saw the man jump out of the window, and a Buick picked him up.

Han Cheng went over to support Zhou Qing: "Are you okay?"

Zhou Qing shook his head. He didn't know how much Han Cheng had seen, and whether he knew how to use force.

Han Cheng clicked his tongue, "You are so hated, you can encounter this kind of thing every time you eat."

Han Cheng saw that Zhou Qing opened his mouth and stopped him from speaking: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, and go to the hospital to see how to deal with it."

"I'll just deal with this little injury myself, and I don't need to go to the hospital." Zhou Qing was too lazy to go.

Han Cheng picked up his hand and looked at it. Zhou Qing's fingers were fair, and a long bloody cut looked very dazzling, especially the blood was still dripping down the fingertips.

Everyone in the Hancheng army is tall and thick, or they are as thin as hemp sticks, and they are rarely injured so... ahem.

"Is this a minor injury?" Han Cheng frowned, speechless, how could this man live a rougher life than the people in his army.He couldn't help but dragged him to the hospital. After a brief treatment, Han Cheng asked, "Where is your home? I'll take you back."

Han Cheng sent Zhou Qing downstairs, and when Zhou Qing was about to leave, he heard him say: "It's not a trivial matter that someone wants to kill you. You'd better tell Mr. Zhou. This kind of thing should be resolved as soon as possible."

Zhou Qing paused and said, "Okay."

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