King of soft rice

Chapter 892 - The Cautious Mr. Qi [Second Update]

After leaving the bathroom, a group of reporters immediately surrounded Song Hui when they saw Song Hui.

Song Hui didn't wait for the crowd to ask questions, so he took the lead and said, "Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm going to settle the settlement with the organizer now, and we'll talk again when I have a chance." After speaking, he ignored the group of reporters.

A group of reporters were also extremely helpless. They thought they could ask something, but Song Hui ran away after pretending to beep!
Song Hui came directly to the foundation and began to go through the formalities with the staff.

And at this moment, Mr. Qi also walked over unintentionally, and said with a smile: "Mr. Song!" He said, and extended his hand politely.

Seeing this, Song Hui immediately stretched out his hand and held it with Mr. Qi.And at this moment, Song Hui clearly knew what old man Qi meant, because there was actually a pasted piece of paper in the old man's hand.

Feeling this material, it must be a check.

Song Hui immediately smiled, "Master Qi, I'm really sorry today."

Mr. Qi said: "You young people are more courageous!"

Song Hui quickly said: "Don't dare, if Mr. Qi likes the Beiguochun, I can actually send it to Mr. Qi for you to enjoy for a few days."

Mr. Qi even smiled subtly, "How embarrassing is that?"

Song Hui quickly said: "It's okay, you can look at it as you like. I'll go there and paint right now, please wait for me for a while."

Old man Qi smiled all over his face, neither refusing nor agreeing, just gave him a meaningful look.

Song Hui naturally understood, and immediately let go of his hand, and the check was taken away by him.

After Song Hui walked away, he looked at the check in his hand.Not one but two, one worth [-] million and one worth [-] million.

This [-] million check, plus Song Yiran's [-] million check, was just enough to pay for two paintings.And the remaining [-] million checks will naturally fall into his pocket.

It's just that Song Hui thinks so, but Mr. Qi has another meaning.According to Elder Qi's idea, the [-] million will be returned to Song Yiran, and Song Yiran will know that there is something about Mr. Qi involved.

Even if Song Yiran became angry from embarrassment, he would still have some scruples so as not to fight Song Hui to the end.This can be regarded as giving Song Hui a chance, and he doesn't want him to be played to death by Song Yiran.

But Song Hui hated Song Yiran very much at this moment, so naturally he would cheat as much as he could.Now he is forced to move out of the company overnight, and there will be a lot of losses in it.

Moreover, his territory is in Yangcheng, and now that he has come to the capital, he has to re-establish contacts, which is almost like starting a new business.

Even with Mr. Qi taking care of him, he would have to suffer a lot.So he took the [-] million yuan as a subsidy for himself, and never thought of returning it to Song Yiran.

After finishing the formalities, Song Hui came out with two painting tubes.One of them is Baizitu, and the other is Beiguochun.

After Song Hui came out with two painting tubes, the first thing he saw was Mr. Qi who had been waiting for a long time.

When old man Qi saw the two painting tubes Song Hui was holding, his eyes were already glowing, and he looked like a hungry wolf.

Song Hui immediately smiled, handed Bei Guochun to Mr. Qi, and said generously: "Old Qi, look, this is Bei Guochun!"

Old Man Qi was full of excitement, took the painting tube as if it was a treasure, and kept saying: "Okay, okay, okay!"

On the other side, Song Yiran's assistant, his expression darkened, also walked over quietly.

Seeing this, Song Hui directly handed the Baizitu to him, and at the same time said in a low voice: "You send the Baizitu first. Now Mr. Qi wants to see Bei Guochun, I can't refuse, I will bring the painting over later. "

Song Yiran's assistant hesitated for a moment, glanced at the joyful old Qi, finally nodded, and said, "Then hurry up, Young Master Song is still waiting!"

Song Hui nodded, "Understood, you go back quickly!"

Song Yiran's assistant didn't think too much, so he took Bai Zitu and left directly.

And just after he left, Song Hui came to Mr. Qi, "Mr. Qi, are you satisfied?"

Old Qi smiled and said, "Good job!" As he spoke, he looked at Qi Fei'er beside him, "Give him a share of the Beihe projects."

Qi Fei'er was also taken aback, but finally nodded and left Song Hui's contact information.

After leaving the contact information, Song Hui wanted to say goodbye directly. After all, Song Yiran was still here, and he didn't want to meet Song Yiran again.

But just as he was about to leave, Mr. Qi said with a smile: "Xiao Song, don't worry, a deal is a deal after all, so it's better to have a proof."

Song Hui was slightly taken aback, "What do you mean by old age?"

Grandpa Qi immediately took out a piece of paper from his pocket, on which was a sales contract, which stated that Song Hui had bought Bei Guochun to Grandpa Qi at a price of [-] million.

Seeing this, Song Hui couldn't help but said, "You really are so impeccable!"

Old Qi smiled and said: "Be prepared! After all, this thing, hehe, you understand!"

Song Hui nodded, "I understand, old man, you just want peace of mind, I understand that." After saying that, he signed the contract readily.

But just as he finished signing, Mr. Qi took out the inkpad again and said, "Come on, I'm making a handprint!"

Song Hui didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's not going to happen!"

Mr. Qi said with a smile: "When you get old, you lose your courage. Just buy an insurance."

Song Hui had no choice but to press his handprint again.After the matter was over, Mr. Qi let him go.

Song Hui naturally didn't want to stay any longer, if Song Yiran reacted, it would be difficult for him to leave.

After Song Hui escaped here, Mr. Qi was full of pride, holding the painting tube tightly in his hand, and said to Qi Feier: "This Song Hui looks like a coward, but he has a ruthless heart. If you cooperate with him , you have to pay attention, you have to work hard on the contract."

Qi Fei'er couldn't help asking: "Grandpa, since you're so worried, we don't have to cooperate with him."

Mr. Qi smiled and said: "We must leave a way for others to survive! Give him a few projects first to help him gain a firm foothold in the north. After the projects are over, there is no need to cooperate."

Qi Fei'er nodded and said, "I understand!"

And after Mr. Qi got the painting, he wanted to say hello to Zhai Nan.But seeing Zhai Nan being surrounded by a group of reporters, he didn't go there, and took Qi Fei'er away directly.

As for Song Yiran, of course he already got the Baizi map sent back by his assistant.

Song Yiran opened the painting tube, directly pulled out the picture of Baizi, glanced at it casually, but said with a curled lips: "Such a ghost, it's just a piece of shit, and only those old men like it." Download the Baizitu.

Seeing this, the assistant immediately stepped forward and carefully put the Baizitu back into the painting tube.

Song Yiran immediately asked: "When did Song Hui send Bei Guochun?"

The assistant quickly replied: "Mr. Song is being entangled by Mr. Qi, and it is estimated that he will let Mr. Qi enjoy it for a while before sending him back."

When Song Yiran heard this, he could only nod slightly.Although he is the eldest son of Xiangjiang, but in the mainland, there is no way to shake a big crocodile with a status like Mr. Qi.

But at this moment, Song Yiran, who was standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, suddenly noticed a car driving away from the hotel.

Song Yiran narrowed his eyes and looked, "Isn't this old man Qi's car?"

(End of this chapter)