"Is the Yan family going to go bankrupt?" Yan Yian asked sincerely.
"Ah?" The special assistant was completely confused.
Yan Yian pointed to the three locations chosen by his special assistant for Yan Xianjue's office area.
"The location is bad, the building is old, and the area is too small."
The special assistant looked at the three places he had carefully selected speechlessly.
One is close to Young Master Yan’s school, which makes it convenient for the young master to go in and out.
One is the former site of the Yan family, which is still one of the top ten office buildings in terms of rent in Qianhai City, and there are many investment companies around it.
The last one is Yanshi’s office building, which currently has a relatively high vacancy rate. Because it is close to the suburbs, there is an entire floor that can be used.
Is this because the location is bad, the building is old, and the area is too small?
He humbly asked, "What does Mr. Yan mean?"
Yan Yian paused and asked, "Is the lease for the top floor of Genting coming to an end soon?"
The special assistant's eyes were filled with three parts confusion, three parts bewilderment, and four parts shock.
"But Mr. Yan, Yan's and Mr. Lei's insurance company have been cooperating for several years. It's not good to suddenly stop cooperating..."
The special assistant used his most tactful tone to persuade the boss who looked like he was about to resort to violence.
The other princes at least have a wife, but a widower like Mr. Yan is building property for his younger brother.
Didn’t you say that the young master was just trying his hand at investing?
Is such a large space necessary?
Besides, is Genting an ordinary building?
That is the landmark building in Asami City.
40% are high-end hotels under the name of Yanshi, and the remaining 60% are used as office buildings.
In this era when office vacancy rates are generally as high as over 30 percent.
Even if there is only one cubicle vacant in Genting, those companies will fight for it!
Yan Yian put down his pen and said, "Who said we won't cooperate? Didn't the whole floor downstairs just become vacant?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yian called Mr. Lei without hesitation.
Mr. Lei is an open-minded person. After Yan Yian promised to reduce the rent for the whole next year and was willing to renew the contract with Mr. Lei for another year.
Mr. Lei readily said that they could move to the 79th floor today!
It will definitely not delay Young Master Yan from taking over Genting.
Yan Yian hung up the phone with satisfaction.
"Boss Lei, isn't this easy to talk to?"
assistant:"……"
Obviously money is easier to talk about.
Mr. Lei’s company is the leader in the insurance industry, and he has been in the top 80 floors for many years.
If we move suddenly, who knows what will happen outside.
Maybe tomorrow the news about the discord between President Lei and their President Yan will be reported.
The special assistant didn't wait for Yan Yian to continue reading the team he had prepared for the young master.
He quickly pulled the piece of paper out from Yan Yian's hand.
"I feel like I haven't considered it carefully enough just now. I'll go back and think about it again."
Yan Yian thought for a moment and said, "Just provide the candidate list. I'll have Yan Xianjue meet each of them one by one and then make a decision."
"You don't have to limit yourself to Yan's. You can list all the suitable candidates in the investment circle."
If Yan Xianjue likes it, then poach it.
The special assistant understood that President Yan was not trying to arrange investment matters for the young master.
This is a company that is directly assigned to me.
Sure enough, the next second, Yan Yian continued to give orders.
"Register a subsidiary under the name of Xianjue and place it under the Yan family. Integrate the company's current entertainment-related businesses and let him choose if there are any he'd like to invest in."
"If he looks at a project and says it's not feasible, then put it on hold."
The special assistant's mouth corners moved with difficulty.
"Boss Yan... The young master just wanted to invest five million on a whim..."
In other words, the total value of the things you provided for the five million is dozens of times more than the five million.
If this is the cost of educating the young master of the Yan family, then the cost is too high.
Yan Yian curled his lips and said, "He's quite generous. Even though he keeps saying he wants to be a salted fish."
"Who knows, maybe one day my assets will surpass your boss's."
The special assistant wanted to say that this was unlikely, but after thinking about it, he closed his mouth again.
The older brother is willing to support his younger brother, so why is he, a working man, complaining so much?
The special assistant suppressed his inner speechlessness and continued to report: "The director of 'Scholar' has been found. It's a small-scale variety show planned by a new director."
"There are no such school-themed variety shows in China right now, and there aren't many investors."
"The guests are all top students from major universities across the country. Although their remuneration is higher than that of ordinary people, it is far from comparable to that of celebrities in the entertainment industry."
"Plus, the filming location was arranged inside the school, so no set was needed, and the filming cost was reduced to a minimum."
"I contacted the director, and he said he only needed a million yuan investment."
"They're also willing to let us have a guest in, but the prerequisite is that that person must be a genuine academic master."
"At the same time, he wants to give us another variety show project, which is still in the preparation stage."
Yan Yian nodded: "Sort these out and send them to Yan Xianjue."
The special assistant was stunned for a moment, but recovered before Yan Yian's gaze fell upon him: "Okay, Mr. Yan."
*
Yan Xianjue didn't know at this time that someone was moving to help him, a salted fish, turn things around once in a while.
I don’t know why the special assistant almost pulled out his own hair because of Yan Yian’s words.
During lunch break, Shen Fangli brought the food sent from home and came to eat with Yan Xianjue.
Yan Xianjue looked at Shen Fangli who was still standing there pretending to ask if she could sit down.
Nodded helplessly.
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