Chapter 315 Cooperation (1)
Lin Qingyuan sat down again, his face returning to the look of a playboy, but with a look of vigilance in his eyes: this woman was simply his nemesis.
Song Liyun didn't care what he was thinking and brought up the map again.
The grassland is vast, even more so than that of the Wu Dynasty, and the population is constantly moving.
Without satellite positioning, every map available is actually very simple and one-sided.
Apart from the specific marks left by walking there personally, it is difficult for others to tell the difference between those low and long hillsides.
Even Zhao Tingduo relied on his experience to travel around the border of the Wu Dynasty and the Mida River Valley. He had not yet set foot on the Chiyang grassland where the Wangting tribe was located.
Compared to Lin Qingyuan's willingness to pay a hundred taels of silver for accommodation in the stable and the jewelry business, she wanted a caravan route map more.
Even if the tribe temporarily moves to other places due to abundant water and grass, having a map is much better than running around in the vast grassland.
Lin Qingyuan knew that his biggest secret had been discovered, and he couldn't silence the person, so the best way was to win him over.
Since Song Liyun wants the tribal map, he must get a good price to maximize his profits.
Lin Qingyuan's businessman instinct made him calculate quickly.
"Manager Song, it's all right if you want a map, but you have to explain what you want the map of the Di tribe for. Also, the sales rights of your prefabricated house must be given to Lin!"
Lin Qingyuan's eyes were bright, and he no longer had the decadent air of indulging in cosmetics.
"I want the Di tribe map to have no conflict with your business, or to bring more convenience in the future." Song Liyun was full of confidence.
"As for the prefabricated houses... I won't give you all the sales rights, but you can sell them on your behalf."
Song Liyun wanted to use the prefabricated houses to build houses for the tribe, and it was impossible for Lin Qingyuan to make huge profits from them.
Lin Qingyuan scoffed, "You can't get a map just by selling it on behalf of someone else. Unless we add a fur business, we can split the profits 70% to 30%. You get 30% and I get 70%."
The two sides began a round of negotiations.
Listening to Lin Qingyuan's arguments, Song Dekui couldn't help but say with a dark face, "You still say there's any difference between you and Young Master Lin? You're both greedy and willing to eat people without leaving any bones. Your elder brother robbed people openly, and you stole them secretly. You really come from the same nest."
Lin Qingyuan was somewhat displeased. He knew his own eldest brother's character well. He would snatch away even the slightest breeze that blew past him. So he said coldly, "Boss Song, have you met my noble eldest brother?"
"Ha, not only has your noble brother been seen, but everyone in Qili County has seen his butt!" Song Dekui laughed.
"Stop, stop, stop!" Lin Qingyuan suddenly became alert. "Tell me, what do you mean everyone in the city has seen his butt?"
"Why are you pretending to be confused?"
"You don't know..." Song Liyun and Song Dekui said in unison.
"What do you mean I don't know? I've been on the grassland for three or four months... Can you tell me what exactly happened in Qili County?"
Song Liyun and Song Dekui looked at each other and realized that Lin Qingyuan in front of them was still unaware of the feud between their family and the eldest son of the Lin family.
How can I say this!
It took a full half hour before the matter between the Song family and Young Master Lin was finally clarified.
Lin Qingyuan was smiling at first and listening with great interest.
When Jiang Feng learned that Lin Qinghua was testifying in court under the title of the eldest son of the Lin family, but he did not give him the face at all, and was tricked by Song Lizheng, and then County Magistrate Jiang was beaten with a stick in public.
Lin Qingyuan laughed so unruly that he fell to the ground and rolled around laughing wildly.
After a while, he finally stopped talking and sat up, rubbing his stomach that hurt from laughing, wiping the tears from his eyes and saying, "Lin Qinghua is the most successful and proud young man from the noble families in Pingyang Prefecture.
If this news gets back, I'm afraid all the ladies who admire him will be shocked."
Thinking of the pale faces of those pretty girls, Lin Qingyuan wanted to laugh again.
He still tried hard to suppress the urge to laugh, and said, "You better be careful, my elder brother will never give up his revenge on you easily after he has lost face like this.
When Lin Qinghua was a child, he could patiently take care of the kitten until it grew up just because he was scratched by the kitten.
But when the kittens gave birth, he crushed the kittens to death before the mother cat’s eyes, just to see the cat howl in pain.”
He didn't say it explicitly. Lin Qinghua was in poor health and had been taught by a harsh stepmother. He had long ago learned to be a beast in human form and would not express his dissatisfaction openly.
If he was really spanked by the Qili County Government and left silently, he must have been harboring a lot of bad intentions.
Add to that the fact that there is a mother who is eager to protect her son, and the Song family’s affairs are definitely not over.
However, for him, this was really what he wanted.
With the Qili County Magistrate and the Song family in front to attract fire, the vicious Lin Qinghua had ignored him for a while.
Hearing Lin Qingyuan say this, Song Liyun's heart sank. Although she did not ignore Young Master Lin's hatred, she was indeed a little relieved because of Lin Qinghua's departure.
Moreover, Zhao Tingduo said that she would put pressure on Lin Qinghua through the Qi family business in the future.
Now it seems that this is obviously not enough.
She set her sights on Lin Qingyuan.
Speaking of which, the person who knows Master Lin best and hates him the most is his half-brother.
"Mr. Lin, don't you want to say something?
As far as I know, your brother has invested money in Zuichunlou and Jinxilou in Qili County. Now that he is short of money, he has to find a way to raise it.
What would happen if he found out you had some private money hidden away?" Song Liyun said lightly.
Lin Qingyuan's smile gradually faded, and his face became gloomy: What else can happen? He will definitely be drained of his blood.
Not only would the Zhuge be exposed, all his money would be confiscated into the public treasury, his aunt would be severely punished, and even his elder sister who had already married into the Qi family would be implicated.
Looking at Song Liyun's confident expression, there was nothing he couldn't understand: he had been caught in a weak spot.
Lin Qingyuan felt his blood boiling: with such a handle in hand, this woman was truly his nemesis.
Song Liyun didn't really want to manipulate him. As soon as she finished speaking, she added, "As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. We have no grudges against each other. The one we need to be wary of is Lin Qinghua. Why not cooperate again?"
Lin Qingyuan pondered for a moment.
Although he was still wondering why he had never heard of the common saying "the enemy of my enemy is my friend", he still agreed with this point of view.
Although there were some unpleasantness between him and Song Liyun before, he had been beaten in public by Song Dekui, so it was already forgotten.
Now not only is there no conflict of interest, but there is also the possibility of cooperation in the prefabricated house business. However, now both sides have to face Lin Qinghua's calculations and revenge, so they really have to go together.
"Okay, Manager Song, why don't you tell me what arrangements you have?"
Lin Qingyuan decided to take the initiative and let Song Liyun make the decision.
"First, tell me about the war situation in the Mida Valley. How are the tribes on the grasslands distinguished?"
Song Liyun asked this at the very beginning.
Those who are involved are often confused, while those who are not involved can see things more clearly.
In her opinion, Lin Qingyuan, a Wu Dynasty native, had been in the Dilu grassland for several months and could more easily see the situation.
But Lin Qingyuan refused to mention it, fearing that he would ask him about it.
(End of this chapter)
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