235: Chapter 224 Self-Development 235: Chapter 224 Self-Development “Hurry up.
Don’t dawdle around like an old lady,” Song Yun said contemptuously to Zheng Cai.
“Decide for yourself whether to give up the land or to fight for it.”
“Old Zheng, just give him the land,” Zheng Ju’s mother urged, looking at Zheng Cai.
“As long as you’re unharmed, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.”
“No way, I can’t give up that land.
I’ve already found the right goods and established supply channels.
How can I give up here?” Zheng Cai insisted through gritted teeth.
“This is about all kinds of big and small things going forward.
In short, there’s absolutely no way I’m giving you that land.”
“Zheng Cai, I told you to give it to him.
Is this worthless piece of land even worth your son’s name?” Zheng Ju’s mother shouted.
“Don’t forget the company is ours, and I say give it to him.”
Song Yun looked at the family of three with a smug smile, “Don’t worry, I won’t just take the land for nothing.
I’m not a robber, right?
I don’t commit robbery.
I will pay for it.”
“How much are you willing to pay?” Zheng Cai asked Song Yun with a menacing look.
He had seen through the young man in front of him.
If force didn’t work, the young man would use cunning.
Zheng Cai didn’t expect this son of a bitch to offer much, just hoping to recoup some costs, since he wasn’t the company’s main manager.
If the price offered was too low, he himself would be unable to explain it.
“How about a flat rate of five million?
It’s a large sum; many people outside may not even see that much money in their lifetime,” Song Yun said.
“Just give me a straight answer, will you give it or not?
We can discuss anything; don’t make me do all the talking while you remain silent.”
“Five million?
Are you fucking kidding me?” Zheng Cai had been thinking that the bottom line should be at least ten million plus.
Who knew Song Yun would brazenly try to buy the land for just five million.
“No, this is absolutely unacceptable.
Give me twenty million, or even if you kill me today, I won’t agree.
You should know that five million would be a huge loss for us, not even enough to cover the penalties for breaching contracts.”
“Damn it, fine then.” Song Yun waved his hand, “Take Zheng Ju away.
As for what you want to do to him, that’s up to you, but make sure not to kill him.
Go easy on him, got it?”
The underlings slowly started closing in on Zheng Ju, his mother clinging tightly to his clothes, yelling, “This company belongs to our family.
If he won’t give it to you, I will.
Let us go.”
“Oh?
You can decide on this matter?
That’s really great,” Song Yun said with a smile.
“Bring the contract over for this lady to see, and don’t let our guests accuse us of impropriety.”
The freshly printed contract was placed on the table, and Song Yun, looking at Zheng Cai’s fluctuating expression, asked, “Can your wife make a decision or not?
Don’t sign this contract if it’s worthless.
If I find out you’re deceiving me, you know the consequences don’t need to be spelled out.
After all, your roots are in Sunan; you can’t run far.”
“The company is her family’s.
If she’s willing to compensate, then let her compensate.
Do whatever you want with this matter!” Zheng Cai said in a low growl before storming off.
After Zheng Ju’s mother signed the contract, Song Yun took it, looked over it with satisfaction, and laughing, said, “I was reckless today, and I’m really sorry if I scared you all.”
“Not at all.
May we leave now?” Zheng Ju’s mother asked, her eyes on Song Yun as if looking at a devil.
Who knew that a man about her son’s age could be so calculating?
Song Yun took out a bundle of cash and wrote a check for five million, saying, “I’m a man of my word.
You give me the land; I give you the money.
Both parties are happy, so is there a need to resort to violence?
I dislike violence the most.”
Hearing someone who had just threatened and used violence claim to hate violence seemed strange no matter how one heard it.
Zheng Ju’s mother, tears streaking down her face, pulled Zheng Ju away.
Song Yun’s furious demeanor had scared her badly.
Watching everyone leave, Zhao Yan and others entered the room laughing and talking.
Song Yun turned to Bo Lin with a smile, “Since it’s my first time meeting my sister-in-law, I don’t have much to offer.
Consider this check my gift to you.”
Bo Lin, shocked by the amount on the check, waved her hands, “Big brother, I can’t accept this, it’s too much.”
Bo Lin didn’t accept, but Li Tang took the check and put it into Bo Lin’s hands, saying, “Didn’t I tell you?
You do as our big brother says.
Since it’s his gift to you, just accept it gratefully.”
“It’s getting late.
You all should disperse.
From tomorrow on, I’ll be back to loafing around,” Song Yun said, stretching lazily before driving off with the three women toward the courtyard house.
On the way, Song Yun took out the contract signed by Zheng Ju’s mother and asked, “Shishi, does your company do malls or hotels?”
“If it’s a mall, our company has some background.
Why?
Are you planning to open a mall somewhere?” Li Shishi asked, puzzled.
“There’s a vacant spot not far from Sunnan University.
I went through many perils to snatch that land from that old fox Zheng Cai,” Song Yun said as he handed the contract to Li Shishi with a grin.
“It’s better to keep profits within family reach.
If your company can handle it, I’ll let your company take it on.”
“Are you talking about the land Zheng Cai got from the auction not too long ago?
Oh my God, how did you get it?
I bid on that land too, but I was unsuccessful,” Li Shishi exclaimed as she flipped through the contract.
“If we’re going to build, we’ll make it a shopping paradise.
The location isn’t just great, but it also has high traffic.
Nowadays, college students have money to spend, and it won’t take long to recoup the investment after opening.”
“Haha, if it’ll be easy to recoup the investment, I got the land for five million.
As for the mall, you can handle it.
After all, you’re the expert,” Song Yun said.
“I can help you, but you have to give me shares,” Li Shishi said with a smile, looking at Song Yun.
“I’m not working for you for free.”
“Who said I’d make you work for free?
I’ll pay you,” Song Yun said.
“That’s a separate issue.
Just tell me, will you give me shares or not?
Make it quick, like a man, not like you’re some old lady,” Li Shishi said, slapping Song Yun’s shoulder.
“Fine, fine, I’ll give each person in the courtyard house five percent of the shares.
Happy now?” Song Yun complained as Li Shishi tugged at his arm—damn it, couldn’t she see he was driving?
If the wheel turned, no one would survive.