Situ Ming looked at her infatuated expression and was truly puzzled.
What gives her the right to be so confident?
Seeing that the handsome young man was getting anxious, Zhao Xiaoyue comforted him, "What's the rush? Let me analyze it for you slowly."
It took Situ Ming a while to confirm one thing: "Are you trying to sell me information again? Just tell me, what's the price!"
This young lady probably doesn't know what Kyoto is.
Zhao Xiaoyue blinked innocently, "Don't think of me as so calculating, okay?"
Situ Ming really didn't know what expression to make.
"Tell me, would you be willing to take that piece of land on the outskirts of Beijing, near the Third Ring Road?"
Situ Ming: "You feed me, why wouldn't I eat?"
Zhao Xiaoyue readily agreed, "That's fine then. I'll give it to you at the end of the year. Have that Li San draft a contract for me. No matter what you do with that land, I'll take 10%. No objections?"
Situ Ming looked at Zhao Xiaoyue with a complicated expression. "What gives you your confidence? Do you even know how big that piece of land is?"
"You don't need to worry about that. I have my own way of doing things." Zhao Xiaoyue said, confidently tossing her hair.
Situ Ming laughed in anger, he had lost count of how many times he had laughed in anger now. "Zhao Xiaoyue, so you're saying that after I've shown you all my cards, your card is that I don't need to care? You're playing me, is this what you call being open and honest?"
Zhao Xiaoyue rolled her eyes elegantly. "Heh, all's fair in love and war. It's the rule of the business world. Do you think you'll just reveal everything just because I tell you to? Besides, do you, Situ Ming, dare to swear to heaven that you haven't held back any of your so-called trump cards?"
Situ Ming was not afraid at all!
"Fine, fine, fine, very well, I see now. You just don't want to take the risk of that land, so you're using me as a scapegoat. You're really ruthless. Whether things go well or not, you'll still take 10%. Tsk tsk, you really know how to do business!"
Then he slung his backpack over his shoulder and prepared to leave. Zhao Xiaoyue panicked. He couldn't just leave; he was the most reliable potential catch.
"Brother, brother, Brother Ming, we can talk things over. We can bargain. I'll bargain, you bargain back! Let's discuss it." Zhao Xiaoyue quickly grabbed the backpack strap and wouldn't let go no matter what.
Situ Ming turned around, "Show your hand, or there's no room for negotiation."
Zhao Xiaoyue's eyes darted around. "Okay, I'll tell you."
Situ Ming waited for her to continue.
Ten minutes later...
Zhao Xiaoyue couldn't come up with a suitable reason, so she simply stopped talking and started acting spoiled, grabbing the person's backpack strap and refusing to let them leave.
Saying anything would be inappropriate. She couldn't very well say that she was the one in charge of the hunters; it was hard to say whether people would believe her. The key point was that she didn't want anyone to know her identity.
The hunter is currently operating in the gray area. She claims to be the boss, but what are people going to think? The main issue is that she leads a group of people who are practically illiterate, so it's not exactly a respectable position.
"Heh, heh heh, what, no excuses now? Let go! The talks have fallen apart! There's no room for negotiation!"
Little Fire is pretty cocky!
Zhao Xiaoyue let go, "Fine, you can go now!"
Sitting in the chair, legs crossed, she calmly blew on her nails; her little nails were pink and quite pretty.
Zhao Xiaoyue's voice rang out, "I've transferred that piece of land on the outskirts of Beijing, near the Third Ring Road, to someone else."
Situ Ming took a step forward.
Zhao Xiaoyue continued, "These days, there's gold everywhere, and I have several other ideas for making money."
Situ Ming took another step.
"I could make more money if I sold it."
The young man still didn't stop.
Having exhausted all other options, Zhao Xiaoyue resorted to her trump card, "How come I remember my dad's coworker knowing Hou Taotao, the hunter??"
Situ Ming turned around abruptly, "Then you must keep your promise and give me the right to use that piece of land by the end of the year."
Then the person was already sitting in the chair opposite. Little brat, no one in the Northwest and the entire South doesn't know the Hunter.
It has to be said that it does have some advantages; at least it can fool people.
"Why did you stop?" Zhao Xiaoyue asked casually.
Situ Ming replied even more casually, "You can play games with me, so can't I tease you?"
Zhao Xiaoyue blinked. "Don't be so ambiguous. When did I 'play' you?" Looking at the man's open and honest face, well, she had misunderstood.
"Speaking of which, Ming-ge, your personality changes so quickly, could it be that you've developed some kind of domineering CEO syndrome?"
Situ Ming was puzzled. "That's just how they are. What's this 'domineering CEO syndrome' nonsense?"
Zhao Xiaoyue explained, "Of ten domineering CEOs, nine have stomach problems, eight smell of tobacco, seven can't stand women getting close, six are germaphobes, five suffer from insomnia, four are yanderes, three are disabled, and two have a very strong possessive streak!"
Under Situ Ming's extremely unfriendly gaze, Zhao Xiaoyue asked, "You don't have a stomach problem, do you?"
Situ Ming: "No!"
Zhao Xiaoyue: "What about the disability?"
Situ Ming remained silent.
When Zhao Xiaoyue saw that handsome face and the scar on his jaw, she let out a dry wail, "It's over, I'm disabled."
"I'm going to get treatment; I've already contacted a doctor."
Zhao Xiaoyue continued, "Have you been having trouble sleeping lately?"
Situ Ming replied patiently, "My sleep was alright."
How could he answer such a pointless question?
"You just pushed that woman away right away, didn't you? And you're a germaphobe?"
Situ Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Xiaoyue leaned closer to Situ Ming and took a deep breath, which smelled just like a fox spirit sucking in yang energy. "It smells like tobacco!" Oh my god, it smells so clean and sunny, it smells so good, there's just a hint of tobacco.
"Does he still have a very strong possessive streak?"
Situ Ming sat quietly in his chair, watching her jump around.
He had already figured out Zhao Xiaoyue's purpose: to take advantage of him in various ways.
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