"Knock knock -"

The Secretary knocked on the door and came in, "President Zheng, President Feng is here."

"OK, I'll be right there."

Zheng Junjie took a deep breath, tried to adjust his mood, picked up the contract on the table and hurried out.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Feng. You've been waiting for a conference call just now. Who is this?" Zheng Junjie saw the man sitting on the sofa as soon as he entered the door.

At the age of about 30, he was dressed in a pure handmade dark gray striped suit, a light blue shirt and a cool face, which added a bit of dignity to his meticulous dress. He held a cigarette between his fingers and smoked it casually on his lips. There was no too much expression on his sharp and angular face like a fine carving, but there was the inherent coolness and arrogance of the Buddha between his eyebrows and eyes.

Mr. Feng hurriedly introduced him with a respectful attitude, "Mr. Xiao, Mr. Zheng is here."

Mr. Shaw?

Zheng Junjie's mind immediately flashed a man, Xiao Han, chairman of Xiao's group.

Xiao Han is a low-key and mysterious person and rarely appears in public. Coupled with the influence of Xiao group in the media industry, it is impossible to find a positive picture of him on the Internet. Therefore, it is not surprising that people like Zheng Junjie, who are not in the top rich circle of Yuncheng, have not seen Xiao Han.

However, what Zheng Junjie never expected was that it was just a villa covering an area of 500 mu. Today, Xiao Han came to talk to him in person.

"Hello, Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Han didn't lift his eyelids. His voice was low and cold. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt cold. "I only talk to the villa master."

Zheng Junjie was stunned and explained, "the villa is in my wife's name. She is physically inconvenient. She fully entrusts me to take charge of the transaction. This is the power of attorney."

Xiao Han glanced at the power of attorney on the table in front of him, his eyes stayed on the signature of the client, and the clouds opened.

The font is full and atmospheric, but the pen is closed with a bit of randomness.

Zheng Junjie could not help frowning when he saw that he had been staring at the signature, "the clouds are open, my wife."

Xiao Han looked away, "Mr. Zheng, please make an offer."

Zheng Junjie secretly breathed out his breath and said with a smile, "Mr. Xiao is a cheerful person. I passed through the ditch with Mr. Feng before. This villa was left to my wife by my parents-in-law -"

"Please make a direct offer." Xiao Hansi didn't mean to listen, and interrupted Zheng Junjie in a cold voice with great impatience.

Zheng Junjie's face flashed a touch of embarrassment, "400 million."

Xiao Han's mouth immediately raised a sneer, "why does Mr. Zheng think a 500 mu land can be worth 400 million? Just because I Xiao Han is sitting here today?"

Zheng Junjie was stunned and was exposed. His face turned red. "No, this is what my wife means."

"Since Mr. Zheng can't be the master, I have to talk to Mrs. Zheng myself." the thick voice declined coldly.

Zheng Junjie's face flashed a bit of panic, "Mr. Xiao, it's not that my wife doesn't want to talk to Mr. Xiao, but that her body is really inconvenient. Although my wife picked up a life in the car accident, she is blind. I don't want her to work hard because of this matter. Hope to understand."

Xiao Han slowly raised his eyelids, his sharp black eyes, looked at Zheng Junjie and sneered, "Mr. Zheng really loves his wife, and Mrs. Zheng is so lucky." then the conversation changed, "as far as I know, the villa has not been transferred to Mrs. Zheng's name?"

Zheng Junjie's face changed suddenly, and then hesitated, "the transfer formalities... Are being handled."

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