Hundreds Of Millions Of Ants Generate Electricity, And I Open A Power Plant To Become The Richest Ma

"Understood, Mr. Qi, I will prepare to give you an accurate number within two days.

After speaking, Li Jian walked out of Qi Zhe's office.

And Qi Zhe also turned around and went to Gu Qinghan's office.

In Gu Qinghan's office, after seeing Qi Guo coming, Gu Qinghan said with a smile:

"So soon? Didn't you chat with Miss Shen for a while?"

Although Gu Qinghan said this with a smile, Qi Zhe heard a hint of coldness.

It seems that women are really vengeful animals. If Gu Qinghan knew this, Shen Jingyu pecked her face just now, and Gu Qinghan couldn't blow her nest.

"Cough, it won't take much time to talk about some serious business, but it's you, what did she say to you?"

After hearing this, Gu Qinghan smiled and told Qi Zhe what happened just now.

After listening, Qi Zhe also sighed.

"I said you gave people such a big face, and that little girl came to my office with a pale face."

After Qi Zhe said this, Gu Qinghan gave Qi Zhe a white look, then stretched out his hand and gently pinched the soft flesh around Qi Zhe's waist.

"What you said is nice, do you still want to give a good face to a woman who winked at my husband?"

Two days later, news came from Li Jian. After two days of overtime work by professionals, a relatively accurate data was obtained.

That is the remaining markets of the Jingcheng Electric Power Group. If it is sold, the estimated price given by Li Jian is about 150 million yuan.

After hearing what Li Jian said, Qi Zhe nodded and then sighed.

This girl Shen Jingyu is really, if according to the figure of 1.5 billion, the 1 billion she provided is her mother's bottom line minimum offer, then it is not a lie.

But why does she help herself like this?

Isn't it bad to let the family cash out several hundred million more?

Shaking his head, Qi Zhe stopped thinking about these incomprehensible things.

Picking up the phone on the table, Zhe called Li Wanru.

"Little Li, help me book a plane ticket to Beijing and arrange the itinerary.

"Okay, Mr. Qi, I took a look here, you have time the day after tomorrow, then I will book you a ticket for the day after tomorrow.

"Uh-huh.

When he got off work that day, Qi Zhe also told Gu Qinghan about it.

I am going to the capital, and then I will directly negotiate the contract with the person in charge of the Jingcheng Electric Power Group, and directly pay for the rest of the market of the Jingcheng Electric Power Group.

After Gu Qinghan stopped, he didn't show anything, and expressed his support as always.

The underground parking lot of Zhongzhe Power Building is much larger than that of the old office building in Qidu District, and Qi Zhe also has its own parking space.

It is a real space, a small area is directly enclosed, exclusively for the use of President Su.

Sitting in a familiar car, Qi Zhe started the car after Gu Qinghan got in the car.

As they drove out, Qi Zhe thought that today was not the day to go home for dinner, the two of them were going back to Tomson Yipin's house, so Qi Zhe simply decided to eat out.

"Qinghan, what do you want to eat? I don't want to go home and make it, let's eat outside."

After hearing Qi Zhe's words, Gu Qinghan nodded, then thought about it and said:

"Hot pot, it's cold, it's the best time to eat hot pot."

Since Gu Qinghan said it all, this Zhe immediately thought of an authentic place to eat hot pot.

This kind of hot pot, the invention of the mountain city of Shudi, naturally has to find an authentic restaurant, and it is really cool to be spicy.

After arriving at the place, Qi Zhe and Gu Qinghan adjusted the dishes, the butter began to melt gradually, and after the pot was boiled, Qi helped to get the red oil from the lacquer pot and put it in their dishes.

Gu Qinghan also hissed when he saw it.

"Husband, you look too exaggerated, aren't you afraid of spicy food?"

"When you try mine, you'll know how cool it is, if you're afraid of spicy hot pot, you might as well not eat hot pot.

After hearing Qi Zhe's words, Gu Qinghan pouted, not being fooled.

He was like this last time. He tried his best to let himself eat from his bowl. As a result, Qi Zhe smiled and took pictures when he saw her being "hissed" by the spicy food.

The crispy hairy belly roamed up and down in the pot, and then bit down and crunched.

"Waiter, take a bottle of soy milk, please chill it."

"Wait, wait haha."

Because it is a restaurant opened by people from Sichuan and Chongqing, this hot pot restaurant is also from Sichuan and Chongqing. Even if you speak Mandarin, you can taste the taste of Sichuan.

Early the day after tomorrow, at Binhai International Airport, Qi Zhe took his assistant, bodyguard and Ke Yilan from the Legal Department on a flight from Binhai to Beijing.

Regarding this matter, I have made my own decision in my heart.

Jingcheng Electric Power Group, it is best to negotiate directly.

The benefits of taking money to solve this matter are maximized, and it can be used directly after the Zhongzhe Electric Power Group takes over the circuit of the Jingcheng Electric Power site.

There is no need for further expansion or the like.

Because the first-class cabin is limited, it is impossible to buy first-class cabins for the company.

Therefore, only Qi Zhe and Ke Yilan will be in the first class on this business trip. After all, one is the president of the company and the other is the head of the legal department of the company, both of which are high enough.

During the flight, Zhe and Ke Yilan discussed legal issues for a while.

I have to say that in the field of law, Ke Yilan is really a completely professional existence. With her around, Qi Zhe dares to sign any contract (Nuo Li's) with her eyes closed.

"Hello sir, our flight is about to land in a few minutes. You can make some preparations for getting off the plane in advance.

After hearing the flight attendant's words, Qi Zhe nodded slightly. He took a nap just now, but now he still feels a little confused. After the plane stopped, Qi Zhe slowly got up with the help of the flight attendant.

Just when Qi Zhe was about to leave, the flight attendant suddenly stuffed something into his palm, then turned around and ran away with a blushing face.

I opened the small note and saw a combination of numbers and English written on it.

You don't have to think about it to know that it's a flight attendant's micro-signal. I've experienced a lot of this, so I don't think it's surprising.

And Ke Yilan also joked next to him;

"Mr. Qi, you can have one more person in your WeChat address book this trip."