Reception room.
The reception room on the first floor is used to receive various guests and is decorated in a particularly grand and upscale style.
The conference table is six meters long, the sofa is made of high-end leather, and is matched with a marble coffee table.
Fu Moshen sat on the leather sofa with his legs crossed, looking elegant and noble.
But that face was emotionless and as cold as an ice sculpture.
Quan Zhenguo came in with Quan Jinrou and his three brothers.
He walked towards Fu Moshen and said in a friendly manner:
"Mo Shen, long time no see, you have matured a lot."
Quan Zhenguo and Fu Jiandong have had a good relationship recently. Whenever they met at the Fu family, Quan Zhenguo always called Fu Moshen this way.
It’s a pity that Fu Moshen never discussed business matters with him, nor did he consider any cooperation matters.
At this moment, Fu Moshen rarely greeted Quan Zhenguo:
"Mr. Quan, you're too polite."
Quan Zhenguo sat down on the sofa opposite and said straight to the point:
“I asked you to come here mainly to discuss the property rights issue of Jiang Village.
No matter what your conditions are, you can mention them and we will do our best to meet them.”
Fu Moshen glanced at Quan Jinrou:
"Your daughter and I have already reached an agreement. After today, the ownership of Jiang Village will be directly given to you."
Quan Zhenguo and his three brothers were all stunned, finding it quite unbelievable.
Give it directly?
After all, the land is worth tens of millions. You refused to sell it to them before, but now you want to give it away?
Quan Mo frowned and asked:
"Brother Fu, are you joking?"
Fu Moshen's expression was indifferent and he did not comment.
Quan Jinrou smiled and said, "Father, brothers, please stop asking.
What Mr. Fu said is true and he is not joking.
However, I can't tell you the specific reasons yet. I'll explain it to you in detail once everything is settled."
Quan Zhenguo and his three brothers did not ask any further questions, but they were already shocked.
Fu Moshen really wants to hand over the property rights of Jiangcun!
What exactly Quan Jinrou talked about is really unbelievable!
The news quickly spread out of the conference room.
Everyone was shocked and stunned:
"Too powerful! Miss Jinrou actually had the ability to make Mr. Fu hand over the ownership of Jiangcun!"
"Excellent business skills!"
"No one has ever done this before or since! I offer you my knees!"
"I'm going to clean Miss Jinrou's office again!"
"I'll go get her some more flowers!"
"I'll buy her some coffee from Starbucks!"
"She is our company's mascot, the Little God of Wealth!"
Many people are full of admiration for Quan Jinrou and want to worship her as a Bodhisattva.
Throughout the whole process, no one paid any attention to Quan Qiao.
Even if someone glanced at Quan Qiao, they would sneer:
"Useless trash!"
"Compared to Miss Jinrou, there's really a huge gap!"
"You still have the nerve to bet with Miss Jinrou? A toad trying to challenge a beautiful swan! Tsk!"
Only Quan Ran was still sitting in Quan Qiao's office, quietly accompanying and waiting.
It would be a lie to say that he wasn't anxious, but Xiao Qiaoer was so calm and steady. If he got so anxious that he scratched his mouth and cheeks, wouldn't Xiao Qiaoer look down on him?
Must endure.
Mi Wei was also processing the documents in an orderly manner.
Ever since she had witnessed Quan Qiao's abilities before, she had believed in her, and she could always see a maturity and composure in Quan Qiao that did not belong to her age.
She believed that this time, there would be a good show.
Quan Qiao sat at the desk, leaning lazily against the back of the chair.
After processing the documents, Fu Yi's figure suddenly appeared in her mind.
Fu Yi came all the way here today because she had a nightmare.
She should thank Fu Yi very much.
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