Gossip King

It is estimated that President Chen drove the car as an airplane. After he asked the uncle at the door to wait and open the door to let the group in, it didn't take long for him to hear an exaggerated brake at the door.

People heard the sound before they even came in.

"Oh, ah, ah, it's really Mr. Gao!" Mr. Chen rushed in with bright eyes, and locked his gaze on Gao Leng's body. The speed of shaking hands was not from the arm. Come out, but stick out directly from the belly.

He shook Gao Leng's hand with a sigh.

"President Gao is so lucky to be here!" Mr. Chen is about 30 years old. Seeing Gao Leng's eyes are really shining like a white woven lamp, he patted his head with one hand in annoyance: "I watched yesterday. I got an email from your company, I thought it was a liar!"

Yesterday, the negotiating team contacted Mr. Chen, but Mr. Chen never answered the phone, so he sent an email and didn’t see it. When I reported to Mr. Gao in the morning, I was worried about not responding. Do you want to go to the next shop? . But Gao Leng only asked: "This President Chen is in the city and he hasn't traveled far, right?"

No, this is for inquiries, for sure.

"That's it. Others can do it in the city. You don't need to jump over him. It's rare to go back then and start from Hebei to the south." Gao Leng said, and then he brought people directly to here.

"Mr. Chen." Gao Leng smiled: "Since I read the email, let's make a long story short. Do you agree with my proposal?"

"This, let's find a place to eat and eat, slowly..."

"No need to eat, I will not come to eat, President Chen." Gao Leng smiled lightly and glanced at the negotiating team behind him.

One of them came out and stretched out his hand to shook Mr. Chen and handed over a piece of information: "Mr. Chen, five million will buy you this point. If you think it is appropriate, talk to me."

Mr. Chen never expected that Gao Leng didn't even eat a meal, and started talking about mergers and acquisitions while standing in the yard. He couldn't touch his head.

People in this imperial capital talk about business like this? President Chen thought.

"If you agree, we will sign it tonight. If you don't agree, we will acquire Yangfan Magazine. It's not far away, just next door to you," Gao Leng said.

Hearing this, Mr. Chen's expression suddenly changed.

Yang Fan’s magazine and his magazine are rivals. The water here is not deep and there are not many fish. The two magazines have been saturated for a long time. Originally, one magazine exists in the city, and some advertisements can be mixed. Divide, get, and both lose, and you can't get enough to eat.

five million……

Mr. Chen quickly settled in his heart. His point and all the staff members are only 30 people. A magazine has been broken for more than ten years. Apart from the issue number and some accumulated contacts, it is really useless. . Not to mention the printing machines, they are all eight years old, broken and broken.

It is definitely profitable to sell at this price.

The negotiator nodded towards Gao Leng. He has sorted out the data, and the situation is clear. If Mr. Chen disagrees, Yangfan Magazine will definitely agree. This kind of business is tantamount to a pie in the sky, a tattered thing. It can be sold at a good price.

"I think about it." Mr. Chen said.

"Then goodbye." Gao Leng nodded: "Go to Yang Fan."

"Hey hey hey hey, wait." Mr. Chen's face turned pale. He has lived for more than thirty years and is almost forty. He has never seen this kind of cooperation, five million! He has run this small newspaper for so many years and hasn't seen so much money. If this falls into the hands of Yang Fan Magazine, it will be called sad reminder.

Five million, how many years does he have to operate to make so much?

"That's OK, but just sign like this? I, I, I, I have to take a look at the contract." Mr. Chen was a little flustered, after all, this is a matter of paying the company one-handedly. Not to him anymore.

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Gao nodded, I will stay for you to talk, and the handover will be completed within two days. I have already prepared the contract." A member of the negotiation team came out.

"Then..." Mr. Chen was a little dazed, he hadn't seen him standing in the yard and making a face-to-face meeting.

"Okay, the handover will be completed within two days." Gao Leng confessed to the negotiator a few words and then turned into the car, and a large group of people left abruptly, leaving a negotiator.

No wonder Gao Leng has to take a group of negotiators to a place to leave a detail and sign the contract.

"It's the boss from the imperial capital, the buyer magazine is faster than I go to the vegetable market to buy a cabbage..." Mr. Chen looked at his hands. He just held the billionaire's hands.

"My buddy, really five million?" Mr. Chen asked the negotiator a little worried.

"Yes, the money is ready."

"So fast..." Mr. Chen touched his head and couldn't help but feel a little slow: "I have to call my employees over, they are all old buddies."

"You are free, but the old employees still work here. It's just that the boss has changed. You still have room for repentance. If you feel that it is not appropriate, you tell me and I will talk next door." This negotiator is very thorough, you With five million, the boss gave up the position, the employees are still employees, but the boss has become cold.

It's as simple as that. It depends on whether you like it or not. If you don't like it, Mr. Gao said, then talk to Yang Fan Magazine next door. Anyway, it's just half a catty from the immortal magazine.

"Yes! Of course I am!" Mr. Chen nodded again and again, and he could make five million yuan for this broken magazine, and he was not willing to be a fool.

"Our quotation is four million. Actually, you can get it with him. Four million can be taken down. How can you change this kind of small magazine to five million?" Jian Xiaoshan asked a little puzzled in the car.

"Too lazy to grind, it takes time to grind, time is the most precious, we must lay some footing stones as fast as possible, which is good for us to annex other major newspapers, and we should take a long-term view." Gao Leng looked at the scenery outside the window, Next stop is Henan.

"Students have won sixteen houses so far. They are not too many, but they are not too many. I have to run around for a while." Jian Xiaodan frowned. There were so many people from the South and the North. People, it’s okay in Hebei. Trains are more convenient and faster than airplanes. There are too many people to go to places like Hainan.

"No, we only need to win five, and the others will come automatically." Gao sneered: "You forgot, we brought the press team, and asked them to post some articles to hype in the circle."

...

Four days later, the financial section of Xingsheng Magazine published news: Starlight Group Lightspeed purchased prefecture-level city newspapers and magazines, and completed five mergers and acquisitions in four days.

The completion of five mergers and acquisitions in four days is surprisingly fast, which naturally has a lot to do with the satisfaction of his price. The price that is enough to make people jealous has attracted the attention of many people.

And the report of this matter by the popular magazine, which is mainly entertainment news, is interesting: Diba's background is amazing. The boss behind the scenes has acquired five magazines in four days. The pictures are very spectacular. I saw Gao Leng in a suit and black pressure behind him. A large group of people, there is quite a kind of domineering president Fan on TV, but that is fictional, this is real.

The content of female stars and bosses can always arouse speculation from passers-by, entertainment news, of course, entertainment is the main thing, as long as the news is spread out.

Starlight Group's official Weibo, official website, and some of his friends in the circle have reposted it. With more contacts, just reposting by friends is equivalent to a media, and soon everyone in the circle will know.

Later, Starlight Group released a form, which wrote about a dozen companies that they intend to acquire.

"It's no wonder that the prices of the five companies in front of Mr. Gao are a little higher, and we want a large group of people to build momentum. This picture is really good, and it spread out."

"Yes, it's just that the prices of the five companies are a little higher. Now those companies we want to acquire are all aware of, so why don't they take the initiative to find a door for acquisition?"

"How about it, this manager Gao is really a master at playing news, he even bought some newspapers and magazines to play this set."

After running outside for four days, you can stay in the imperial capital in the days to come, waiting for the bosses of those small newspapers to come to their door for mergers and acquisitions.

"I'm exhausted these days." Jian Xiaodan lay down on the sofa in the high cold office.

"You are back. You are going out to buy a few small newspapers and periodicals like you bought a few listed companies. Boss, you are too good at creating momentum." The fat man walked in with a smile, and he hadn't seen him for a long time. Now, he is thinner.

"You have to be busy. After the acquisition of these prefecture-level newspapers and periodicals, we have to take down those large magazines, and there are a few tough battles." Gao Leng turned over the materials handed over by the fat man, his face changed.

What the fat man reported was naturally the artist's situation. He saw that Mu Qing still had a lot of resources recently. To be precise, it should be more than before.

What's the matter, the fat man was tricked into not care? Gao Leng thought, raising his head and looking at the fat man's opinion, only to see his red face.

"By the way, fat man, when will you and Mu Qing get married? See you are tired and crooked." Jian Xiaodan didn't know the inside story, jokingly said: "Look at you, your belly is small, and having a girlfriend is tired? "

"Hehehe, hehehe." The fat man scratched his head embarrassedly: "I have to work hard now, but I am working hard. Now the money belongs to my family's Mu Qingguan. She said that she wants to buy a villa, which is expensive. I have to work hard to make money to buy."

The money belongs to Mu Qing? When Gao Leng heard it, his heart shook.

"By the way, boss, the information you gave me is inaccurate. My family Mu Qing doesn't talk so much about love." The fat man looked at Gao and sneered, "She is pure."

Gao Leng can’t say anything. The camera crew has been following her for so long, and indeed there is no news of her cheating. He wondered whether the fat man didn’t care, or there was some discrepancy in the investigation, so he said, “What is Mu Qing doing recently? What?"

"She was filming in Paris recently, and came back after a few days of filming." The fat man said distressedly: "I'm tired, hey, I hope I'm more tired, and don't want her to be tired."

Gao Leng didn’t say anything. He didn’t know why. He always felt that Mu Qing was weird. Although he only dealt with Mu Qing after the fat man was drunk that day, he said a few words, but that encounter made Gao Leng I always feel that Mu Qing is wrong.

It's hard to say, judgment gives high-cold intuition.

...

In Paris, there were voices from a hotel, Mu Qing's voice.

"Oh my god, it's so cool... so cool, my god..." Mu Qing clutched the bed sheet tightly with both hands, his snow-white skin was red, and his facial expression seemed painful and he seemed to enjoy it.

On him, a blond man galloped on his body.

"I'm the most annoying of imperial men, this is the man! This is the man!" Mu Qing stroked the hair on the chest of the foreign man with great enjoyment, his legs split apart.