Chapter: 934
Long Zuoquan's face was livid: "Chen Ning and Song Pingting, you killed my son and still dare to come to Jizhou to see me. I want you to come back or not."
the next day!
Fuchun Tea House is one of the most famous tea houses in Jizhou.
Chen Ning, Song Pingting, Tong Ke and a few executives from the Ningda Group showed up at the teahouse on time.
What surprised Chen Ning and the others was that there were no customers in the teahouse today.
After inquiring about the manager of the teahouse, I learned that the Long family has reserved the place today, so the teahouse will not accept other customers today.
Song Pingting showed a surprised expression: "Although the Long family's approach is extravagant and wasteful, they have booked the entire teahouse to negotiate business with us, which shows the sincerity of the Long family. It seems that our cooperation between the two parties is very likely to be achieved. "
Tong Ke and several executives of Ningda Group agreed with Song Pingting's opinion, and nodded one by one.
Only the corners of Chen Ning's mouth rose slightly, a half-smile.
He glanced at the scene of the tea house, which was calm on the surface, but there were many people in the dark, hiding murderous intentions everywhere. He knew that the Long family must have learned that Long Zaitian died at his hands.
The Long family is probably already in this teahouse by now, setting up a net of heaven and earth, waiting for them to throw themselves into the net.
At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses came out with a few entourages and said with a smile on his face: "Haha, Mr. Chen and Miss Song, you come here!" gone."
"I am a subordinate of Master Long, my name is Cui Weijiang, our master is already waiting for you inside, please come in quickly."
Song Pingting raised her hand with a smile: "Mr. Lao Cui will lead the way."
The interior decoration is antique and magnificent.
In the Peony Hall, which looks like an ancient palace, there is only one table.
Long Zuoquan is brewing Kung Fu tea himself!
With a stature of 1.9 meters, he was extraordinarily strong, and the double-flowered red stick Long Fei, with sharp eyes like knives, stood beside him.
There are twenty other subordinates standing around!
These subordinates walk steadily, their temples are bulging high, and their aura is restrained. They can be seen as powerful Lianjiazi at a glance.
Cui Weijiang brought Chen Ning and Song Pingting in, and whispered, "Master Long, they are here."
Song Pingting, who was dressed in a professional suit skirt and dressed up in a smart and capable manner, smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Long, I am Song Pingting, the president of Ningda Group. We are here this time to talk to you..."
Long Zuoquan directly interrupted Song Pingting: "Sit down and talk!"
Song Pingting was stunned when she heard the words. The other party's tone was blunt. Although she was asking to sit down, it was very rude to interrupt her.
For a moment, she couldn't tell what the other party's attitude was.
However, Song Pingting, the president of the dignified 100 billion group, still has the ability to not be surprised.
She and Chen Ning looked at each other, then pulled out the chair and sat down.
Long Zuoquan picked up the small teapot and poured a few cups of tea himself, but his expression was very indifferent, and his voice was also very indifferent.
He said slowly: "I know your purpose. You want to cooperate with our Long family, let us help you sell liver cancer vaccines, and help you open up the northern market."
Song Pingting nodded: "That's right, Ming people don't speak dark words. Our Ningda Group is a southern company. If we forcibly enter your northern market to sell vaccines, we will definitely be squeezed out or even suppressed by the local forces in the north." JrNovels.com
the next day!
Fuchun Tea House is one of the most famous tea houses in Jizhou.
Chen Ning, Song Pingting, Tong Ke and a few executives from the Ningda Group showed up at the teahouse on time.
What surprised Chen Ning and the others was that there were no customers in the teahouse today.
After inquiring about the manager of the teahouse, I learned that the Long family has reserved the place today, so the teahouse will not accept other customers today.
Song Pingting showed a surprised expression: "Although the Long family's approach is extravagant and wasteful, they have booked the entire teahouse to negotiate business with us, which shows the sincerity of the Long family. It seems that our cooperation between the two parties is very likely to be achieved. "
Tong Ke and several executives of Ningda Group agreed with Song Pingting's opinion, and nodded one by one.
Only the corners of Chen Ning's mouth rose slightly, a half-smile.
He glanced at the scene of the tea house, which was calm on the surface, but there were many people in the dark, hiding murderous intentions everywhere. He knew that the Long family must have learned that Long Zaitian died at his hands.
The Long family is probably already in this teahouse by now, setting up a net of heaven and earth, waiting for them to throw themselves into the net.
At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses came out with a few entourages and said with a smile on his face: "Haha, Mr. Chen and Miss Song, you come here!" gone."
"I am a subordinate of Master Long, my name is Cui Weijiang, our master is already waiting for you inside, please come in quickly."
Song Pingting raised her hand with a smile: "Mr. Lao Cui will lead the way."
The interior decoration is antique and magnificent.
In the Peony Hall, which looks like an ancient palace, there is only one table.
Long Zuoquan is brewing Kung Fu tea himself!
With a stature of 1.9 meters, he was extraordinarily strong, and the double-flowered red stick Long Fei, with sharp eyes like knives, stood beside him.
There are twenty other subordinates standing around!
These subordinates walk steadily, their temples are bulging high, and their aura is restrained. They can be seen as powerful Lianjiazi at a glance.
Cui Weijiang brought Chen Ning and Song Pingting in, and whispered, "Master Long, they are here."
Song Pingting, who was dressed in a professional suit skirt and dressed up in a smart and capable manner, smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Long, I am Song Pingting, the president of Ningda Group. We are here this time to talk to you..."
Long Zuoquan directly interrupted Song Pingting: "Sit down and talk!"
Song Pingting was stunned when she heard the words. The other party's tone was blunt. Although she was asking to sit down, it was very rude to interrupt her.
For a moment, she couldn't tell what the other party's attitude was.
However, Song Pingting, the president of the dignified 100 billion group, still has the ability to not be surprised.
She and Chen Ning looked at each other, then pulled out the chair and sat down.
Long Zuoquan picked up the small teapot and poured a few cups of tea himself, but his expression was very indifferent, and his voice was also very indifferent.
He said slowly: "I know your purpose. You want to cooperate with our Long family, let us help you sell liver cancer vaccines, and help you open up the northern market."
Song Pingting nodded: "That's right, Ming people don't speak dark words. Our Ningda Group is a southern company. If we forcibly enter your northern market to sell vaccines, we will definitely be squeezed out or even suppressed by the local forces in the north." JrNovels.com
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