This is a long battle, but Chen Xianfeng firmly believes that he can win.

"Whether it's true or not, does it have anything to do with him?"

Now that I have no chance to become a small shareholder of Mr. Chen, Yun Zijin suspects that I definitely want to miss that opportunity.

"Of course, you still know the rules of the trade."

Yun Zijin gave you your own savings card, so there will definitely be no information about the deposit, and there will be no text message notification.

After getting Chen Xianfeng's approval, Yun Zijin spread out the contract, took photos of each page and sent them to Xia.

Although Yun Zijin was smiling, Chen Xianfeng felt hot all over.

"That guest, please immediately report your slander and verbal abuse to our owner, otherwise we will not be able to accommodate you."

Facing someone who gave a bad first impression, Yun Zijin did not have a bad expression on his face.

Yun Zijin smiled and waved at the girl: "I'm sorry, that store is yours."

"No, Mr. Yun, we can still negotiate this price. The price you just gave us is the lowest price, and we can still negotiate.

As soon as Yun Zijin got on the bed, she no longer felt that her privacy was violated.

Even if it's one point plus 80 million, I still have to have someone transfer another 70 million to me.

"You need to find a lawyer to look over the contract for you. You can take a photo and show it to the lawyer. Mr. Yun should mind, right?"

Yun Zijin raised his eyebrows. If it was 80 million, then he could consider it.

Yun Zijin took the initiative to extend his hand.

Yun Zijin waved his hand and let Chen Xianfeng do as he pleased.

"Seventy million is really too little. One point plus eighty million, you should consider it."

Seventy million is still slightly beyond Chen Xianfeng's budget, and I would definitely refuse it.