Chapter 310 Meeting Meeting (1 update)

"If there is anything you don't understand, please feel free to ask." Jiang Huaijing was very willing to guide her.

"That's really great!"

Sang Yian had never been involved in these things before, and there were many things she really didn't understand. Lu

Zhiyao on the side was dumbfounded, "Uncle!! Who are you on? Are you trying to help your competitors?"

Jiang Huaijing smiled lightly, "Are you not confident in your own plan, or in your personal ability?"

Lu Zhiyao stopped talking.

In fact, he was very confident in this bidding plan. This was the first major project he had handled, and it was a major project he led independently.

He thought there was no problem with his plan. This was the result of their entire team's efforts together, and he was full of confidence in it.

However, the moment he heard Jiang Huaijing was going to help Sang Yian, he subconsciously wavered.

Facing Jiang Huaijing's gaze, Lu Zhiyao felt that he was seen through. At this moment, he immediately understood the shortcomings in his heart.

It's not that he has no confidence in himself, he is just afraid.

Fear of Jiang Huaijing's ability.

Fear of his methods.

Jiang Huaijing has always been like a mountain, just standing in front of him, requiring him to look up.

In his heart, Jiang Huaijing is a business genius.

The projects he has handled rarely fail.

Under his management, the Jiang Group is thriving and has a very good development momentum in many fields.

He has always been the object of Lu Zhiyao's learning and admiration, and even his learning goal.

But now, this goal suddenly stood on the opposite side of him, and he would naturally subconsciously produce fear. This is a psychological problem.

"I am very confident in my plan." Lu Zhiyao said in a deep voice.

Jiang Huaijing nodded, "That's good. Don't start doubting yourself before you even get on the battlefield."

"This time I will definitely lead the team and win this bid!" Lu Zhiyao said firmly. He looked at Sang Yian, trying to dispel this unrealistic fantasy.

"Bidding is really not that easy, especially this time's urban village renovation. Even an expert may not be able to handle it, let alone you, an outsider."

Sang Yian nodded seriously, "You are right, I will think about it again."

Lu Zhiyao didn't expect that he really persuaded the other party, and for a moment he couldn't believe it.

Of course, Sang Yian was not trying to evade the question when she said she was considering it. For such a big matter, she would naturally discuss it with Lao Men. He had worked with so many partners and should have some experience in such matters. Perhaps, he could come up with a more reliable method.

Sure enough, after closing the store, when she told Lao Men about it, the little parrot was immediately dumbfounded.

"We can't move! We can't move! We must not move!" The little parrot was so angry that it jumped up and down.

"I asked you at the beginning if you were sure you wanted to open a store here. Once you decide, you can't change it. Didn't you think about it? Why did you change your mind again?"

The little parrot was so anxious that it started flapping its wings.

Sang Yian didn't even bother to eat his melon seeds, and stood up from the imperial concubine couch, "Don't talk nonsense! When did you ask me these questions?"

"Have you forgotten that you sent the little prince here without saying anything at the beginning! You didn't even ask for my consent, okay!"

The little parrot froze, and the flapping of its wings paused, which seemed to be true.

Oops!

It seemed to have confused Sang Yian with his last partner.

The little parrot turned its neck, looked to the left, then to the right, but just didn't look at Sang Yian.

It moved the melon seeds on the table with one paw and said guiltily, "Maybe I remembered it wrong. Anyway, we can't move or change places."

Sang Yian leaned down and stretched out his fingers to stroke the feathers on its head. "What if we have to move? This place will soon belong to someone else."

The little parrot sighed heavily, "The cost is huge." It looked up at Sang Yian, "Of course, it's mainly me."

Sang Yian peeled the melon seeds, put them in the palm of his hand, and fed it, "Tell me."

The little parrot was not polite, and took a mouthful of it directly into its mouth.

"First, changing the position to open the door requires a lot of energy."

It spread its wings and demonstrated the amount of energy with its own body.

Sang Yian didn't quite understand how much was a lot, "How many doors can you open with this energy?"

"At least five!" said the little parrot.

Well, the third door hasn't even been opened yet, how long have they been saving up?

However, there are still three months until the New Year, if they work harder and do more business in these three months, it is not impossible to save this energy.

"Second, if we open the door in a different position, it means that we will abandon the two doors to the planes that we opened before, and we will have to start all over again." The little parrot continued.

"It means that I will never see the little prince and Chief Ji Feng again, and I don't know which plane I will open to when I reopen the door, right?"

Sang Yian asked.

The little parrot nodded, "Anyway, everything has to start all over again."

Sang Yian looked solemn.

"Finally, and most importantly, changing the position of the door is equivalent to violating the original agreement, and you will be punished."

Sang Yian frowned, thinking of the tragic result of his last experiment, "What punishment? Will it be vomiting blood again?"

The little parrot stretched out one wing and waved it quickly, "It won't be vomiting blood, you are not committing suicide, but your body will definitely be damaged and will be weaker."

Sang Yian: "..."

She has been drinking Chinese medicine for almost two months, and finally recovered a little. Her face is not so pale, and her body is not so weak, but she still often gets tired.

Could it be that she wants to go back to the pre-liberation era?

"Didn't you say that my body would be healed? How come I haven't recovered after such a long time?" Sang Yian asked.

The little parrot glanced at her, "How do you know that the power of will didn't heal your body? It's very difficult to heal from the root, and it takes a long time. It's not something that can be done in one day."

Sang Yian shut up, and she asked tentatively, "Then if I change places, how weak will I be?"

The little parrot munched on melon seeds and said nonchalantly, "Just stay in bed for ten days or half a month, and then sit in a wheelchair for one or two months, that should be enough."

Sang Yian: "..."

He can't even take care of himself, and he's just a little weak?

The little parrot sensed her resentment and immediately said sincerely, "That's why I said at the beginning that we can't move! We must not move! I'm doing this for your sake."

"I knew you would never be willing to stay in bed for ten days or half a month, nor would you be willing to sit in a wheelchair."

"Look, how good I am to you!"

Sang Yian narrowed his eyes and showed a gentle smile, "Let me guess, if we open the door in a different position, then you can't live in the little parrot's body and fly outside as you please?"

Little parrot: "!!!!"