"What did you say?"

Wang Lian on the other side of the phone immediately stood up.

"Mom, I've recovered, I've resumed my original position!"

"And also said that in the future, I will consider getting promoted..."

Hou Junjie took a deep breath and even walked a little unsteadily.

When he was in that position, he didn't think anything was there yet.

But after he looked at the gate for a few days, he felt how precious that location was!

"This...this matter should have something to do with Lin Xiao..."

Wang Lian slowly sat down and murmured to herself.

"It's not, it's 100% related."

"Otherwise, there would be no such coincidence."

Liu Hai never said about restoring Hou Junjie's position.

But just yesterday, after Lin Xiao turned his back, he resumed his position today.

Hou Junjie is not a fool, otherwise he would not have been able to do this position.

So he could figure out the key.

"What is Lin Xiao, who is he?"

Wang Lian was completely stunned and could not keep calm in her heart.

"Mom, don't worry about his identity."

"You just need to know that Lin Xiao's identity is definitely not low."

"In the future, we must establish a good relationship with the third aunt's family!"

Hou Junjie said seriously while walking.

Wang Lian nodded, then frowned and asked, "You just said that it was said that you would consider your promotion based on your performance..."

"See you, what's the performance?"

Wang Lian said this, and it really woke up the dreamer.

Hou Junjie was stunned for two seconds at first, then reached out and slapped his thighs.

"Mom, this must be a hint!"

"As for how I perform, it must be the performance in front of Brother Xiao!"

"Mom, let's go to Brother Xiao's house tonight and thank you very much."

Hou Junjie has been in the field for a long time and naturally knows what to do.

Now Lin Xiao is just talking to him and let him resume his position.

If he doesn't seize this opportunity to thank him, he will be a real fool.

......

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Jiangcheng Zhaojia Corporation.

Zhao Quan's father Zhao Junfa was sitting behind the desk, looking at a report.

A young man in a flat suit in front was saying something respectfully.

"Chairman, there are a total of twelve companies bidding on the land we auctioned this time."

"The list is all on this report, please take a look first."

Zhao Junfa nodded slightly when he heard this, and while looking through the report in front of him, he lit the high-end cigar in his hand.

"All of them are old acquaintances."

Zhao Junfa slowly exhaled a breath of smoke, his tone of no concern.

With the current financial resources of the Zhao family, none of the companies listed above can be beaten.

So, he really didn't care.

"Yes, Chairman, these companies have lost to us once or twice."

The young man also smiled slightly, and a hint of pride appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Junfa nodded slightly. When he was about to close the report, he frowned and looked at the end of the list.

"This...Lan Qiu?"

"I know, there is a word called Nine Heavens Lanyue. What does this mean by Lanqiu?"

"What does this company do?"

Zhao Junfa's brow frowned slightly.

He has never heard of this company, it should be a newly registered one, right?

"Chairman, do you think of Lanqiu Group? This small company has a loud name and is also the group."

"I asked someone to check it out, and I just registered in the past few days, so it's nothing at all."

The young man in suit still doesn't care about the attitude.

“Just registered?”

Zhao Junfa's brows were still frowning.

"The upper class in Jiangcheng has some financial resources, and there are only a few people."

"Why haven't I heard that anyone has created such a company?"

"Is it a foreign company who wants to share a piece of cake in Jiangcheng?"

Zhao Junfa took a sip of a cigar, and his intuition to work hard in the mall all year round made him feel that this Lanqiu Group seemed a bit difficult.

"The first thing a small company that has just been registered is to ensure that it survives."

"But not only did they not choose to take steady steps, but they also went up against the wind and bid against so many large companies?"

"The bottom price for this bid is not less than 10 million, right?"

"How much does they offer? Can a small company easily take out tens of millions of funds?"

When the young man in the suit was also a little stunned when he heard Zhao Junfa’s analysis.

"I'll check it later."

Zhao Junfa thought for a while, then he held a cigar in his mouth and began to query on the computer.

"Lanqiu Industrial Group, the company's legal person, Chen Hui... has never heard of it."

"Yo, the areas involved are broad, and they are also cross-border trade? It's ridiculous..."

“Registered Capital…”

"hiss!"

Zhao Junfa had just come to this point when he suddenly took a deep breath, and the cigar on his mouth fell on the table with a squeak.

"Chairman, what's wrong with you?"

The young man in the suit immediately stepped forward and picked up the cigar.

"Registered capital...120 million!!"

Zhao Junfa's eyes widened, his eyes full of shock.

"What?"

The young man in the suit trembled his palms and the cigar fell on the table again.

"It's true, 120 million."

“What’s the way this is?”

Zhao Jun's eyes widened, his palm trembled slightly and picked up the cigar, and took a deep breath.
Chapter completed!