Song Qian nodded.

"That's good. As long as Mr. Liu is willing to show up, I will do the rest. After all, I have talked with those people last time. As long as I make a show on Yulong Mountain, they will If you are interested enough to participate, no matter what happens at that time, no matter whether this thing can be successful or not, I will not have any opinions or say anything to you."

Several other old men nodded at the same time, obviously agreeing with Song Qian's remarks.

Song Qian has almost created one investment myth after another.

Even if one inquires within their level and circle, he is still the independent figure at the top.

But it wasn't until they saw the young man in front of them with their own eyes that they realized that they had underestimated him after all.

The destination of their trip and the guys they were going to meet were notoriously difficult to talk about, but their energy was boundless.

But Song Qian had already established a relationship with those guys in advance, and he could imagine that he would ask these old guys to accompany him to persuade them.

From this point of view, this young man is not only sophisticated in his methods, but also extremely sophisticated. He has thought of various possibilities before doing anything, which is very scary.

The old man surnamed Liu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, sighed.

"I don't know what the expressions of those little ones you asked me to come over will be when they see me. In short, they won't give me a good look!"

"I'm used to being embarrassed. Don't let your boss Song lose face when the time comes. If you still can't get the money back, I won't be responsible!"

Song Qian just shook his head and didn't pay attention to the old man's lamentation.

He knew that the other party was just looking for a way out for himself. Once the matter really couldn't be negotiated, he could use this excuse to get out.

Of course, Song Qian never thought that what she paid would definitely be rewarded. For those things that the old man was worried about, he never thought that he would succeed.

As for why he asked these old men to accompany him?

That's because on the one hand, he really doesn't know what to do. After the last discussion with those big shots, the other party showed enough attentiveness and interest in the affairs of Yulong Mountain.

But in the final analysis, it is just interest after all.

And what the courtesy showed could only show that the other party was doing a good job in hospitality, but with Song Qian's eyes and the city's government, he still couldn't see what was hidden behind the other party's lackluster tranquility?

He still couldn't see through it.

Song Qian, who was driving, looked ahead as the night fell. It was less than two hours before the time they agreed on.

He knew that the next step would be the time to determine victory or defeat.

But he didn't know why, maybe it was his previous conversation with Lin Fangfei that made him realize that there was no way to talk about this plan to convince the other party this time.

Completely open up the restrictions on Yulong Mountain, and even help put up the Yulong Mountain sign.

Even if this plan fails, it doesn't seem to be too important to Song Qian.

He has taken these things lightly enough. From his point of view, if this matter goes well enough.

Then he will not only gain enough money, but also after this connection, the three big shots will gain enough social status and reputation from themselves.

Then next time he will definitely think that after this successful cooperation experience, more cooperation will follow. Song Qian understands this very well, because he has always been like this. It's just that this time we have to face three big shots, and the energy is really too much.

It doesn't take long to get from Song Qian's villa in Jiangnan City to the place he agreed with the three big shots, half an hour's drive.

It really makes Songkran feel like it lasts almost a whole day, because it happens to be this half hour, which is exactly the transition time from evening to night.

The long time span made him wake up from a dream. When he arrived at the quiet and low-key club, he seemed to have just woken up.

It was the old man surnamed Liu sitting in the passenger seat who woke him up by patting him on the back shoulder.

"Hey, kid, don't get confused now, wait until I see some little guys!"

"I have said that although my words may work, they may not work. If they don't recognize my old bones, you will be in trouble!"

"Although you have just said that you have an agreement and a preliminary contract with them, but you believe me that for people like them, contracts have never had any effect!"

"After all, if there is no paper signed by them, it is just toilet paper in the toilet! It is useless!"

Song Qian smiled bitterly and nodded, realizing that he had been a little presumptuous and naive before.

Now that I think about it, this principle is the most common principle in the world.

He might have done the same thing. He nodded and smiled, thanked the old man surnamed Liu, and then got out of the car with several old people.

The entire club seemed to have been notified in advance and was unusually quiet.

Even though this was a famously peaceful place and was just a special place for tea tasting, the tranquility at this time put enough pressure on Song Qian.

From the first floor of the clubhouse to the third floor, there is a direct elevator, and what comes into view is a tea room.

There was nothing outstanding about the decoration of this tearoom, but with Song Qian's vision alone, he looked at a few calligraphy and paintings on the wall that really caught his attention.

They were clearly authentic works by various famous artists that he had seen at major auctions before. At this time, it was an inconspicuous attempt, but it was easily ignored by others.

He concealed the shock in his heart and followed several old men into the room inside.

As soon as I walked inside, I heard a cheerful voice.

"It turns out it's Uncle Liu. You didn't say hello when you came. If I had known, I wouldn't be here to entertain you!"

"Why, are you still worried that the promises I made to you before will not be fulfilled?"

Song Qian waved her hands repeatedly and said no!

The middle-aged man who came up to him had a single name and a single name.

After he shook hands with the old man surnamed Liu, he seemed very enthusiastic.

Not caring about Song Qian's restraint, he reached out and patted Song Qian on the shoulder, making Song Qian relax.

Then he asked Song Qian to sit next to the pot of tea that was already boiling not far from him.

"Actually, a few of us had already discussed it before you came. You did a good job regarding the Yulong Mountain matter this time, and you didn't let us down."
Chapter completed!