Chapter 459: The Same Level as Feng Qingyang

Next, Fang Zhenzhen and Song Jianchang started chatting.

From national policies to the direction of Internet development.

In short, the topic is very broad, but also very empty.

After chatting for more than two hours, it was noon. On Sunday, the mall prepared a banquet in the hotel.

That night.

Song Jian and his party settled in Nandu.

hotel room.

Song Jian said in a deep voice: "What do you think of Xingchen Network?"

The team members have long been holding back their anger.

When Song Jian asked about it, he couldn't help but criticize Xingchen Network.

"alright!"

Song Jian stopped everyone: "You have to understand one thing. Xingchen Network does not need our investment, and our purpose this time is to find a way to get Xingchen Network's investment!"

Obviously, the people under him have not changed their mentality. In the past, when they went to inspect and visit, they were regarded as the sponsors of their father, so naturally they should be careful with them!

But the Sunday mall is different. If you can't change your mentality, this task may be difficult to complete.

It was precisely after discovering this that Song Jian decided to hold a meeting for these people to change their mentality!

Although people of the Al type have a kind of obsessive self-confidence, they also differ depending on the person and the occasion.

Hearing what Song Jian said, everyone present was shocked.

In the next few days, Song Jian would bring people to visit Xingchen Network almost every day.

At first, Fang Zhenzhen even received him personally.

But after two times, she stopped showing up in person and handed it over to a vice president. After all, she is still very busy now. Fortunately, she has medicinal wine. Without medicinal wine to replenish her physical strength and energy, she would not be able to hold on!

On the fifth day of arriving in Nandu.

Song Jian made a request and wanted to see Gao Yan.

Fang Zhenzhen called Gao Yan and asked for his opinion.

Gao Yan thought for a while.

Let’s meet Song Jian again.

The meeting place is in the reception room of Xingchen Network.

"Hello, Mr. Gao, I have long admired your name!"

After seeing Gao Yan, the surprise in Song Jian's eyes flashed away. He didn't expect Gao Yan to be so young and handsome, but he didn't look down on Gao Yan just because he was young, and instead became more solemn in his heart.

After greetings and sitting down.

Song Jian observed Gao Yan while communicating with Gao Yan.

But the more he observed, the more surprised he was. It was not luck that made him the chief investment president of AL Finance. Therefore, he was an extremely accurate judge of people.

But facing Gao Yan, he felt like he couldn't hold it.

"Mr. Song, let's not beat around the bush and tell you your purpose directly!"

After chatting for a while, Gao Yan was no longer ready to waste time.

Instead of talking nonsense with Song Jian here, it would be better to go downstairs and talk to Qian Baoer.

"Mr. Gao, do you think there is any possibility for us to cooperate?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Song Jian regretted them, because these words made him passive.

"No way!"

Gao Yan shook his head: "But although we can't cooperate, there is no need to become enemies, don't you think so, Mr. Song?"

Having said this, a smile appeared on Gao Yan's face.

"Is this possible?"

Song Jian smiled bitterly. The Sunday mall model is destined to affect Taobao's operations.

Allowing the growth of Sunday Mall is undoubtedly a chronic suicide for Taobao.

It is precisely because of seeing this that Boss Ma suppressed Sunday Mall.

It's a pity that the seemingly sharp methods failed to affect Sunday Mall, but they were killed by the opponent in a round.

"It doesn't matter, fair competition is okay!"

Gao Yan said again.

"Okay, let's work together again if we are destined!"

Song Jian didn't say anything else. He had already felt Gao Yan's attitude, and it was impossible to change it just because of his few words.

Send Song Jian and his group away.

Gao Yan said hello to Fang Zhenzhen and wandered to the game company downstairs!

I got tired of Qian Baoer for several hours.

After having lunch together again, Gao Yan left.

other side.

After Song Jian returned to AL, he immediately went to see Boss Ma!

In fact, he had already briefly reported it on the phone.

Arriving at Boss Ma's office, Song Jian made a more detailed report.

While listening to Song Jian's report, Boss Ma tapped his fingers on the desk. After listening to the report, he stopped tapping on the desk and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he finally spoke: "Old Song, tell me, if we want to suppress Sunday Mall, where should we start?"

Song Jian shook his head: "To be honest, Mr. Ma, I don't know how to start, and I have a feeling that if I continue to fight against Sunday Mall, there will be no good end!"

"Why?" Lao Ma asked.

"We only saw the speed of Sunday Mall, but we didn't think deeply about what it meant!" Song Jian said solemnly.

Upon hearing this, Boss Ma couldn't help but look thoughtful, and said with some regret: "Yes, we can easily acquire land in dozens of cities, but we can't do it at this speed!"

"And Gao Yan mentioned the word fair competition!"

Song Jian reminded.

"Is he threatening us?" A look of anger appeared on Boss Ma's face.

"Maybe, maybe not!"

Song Jian did not give a prepared answer: "I heard one thing. Penguin also sent people to the Sunday Mall before Double Eleven, but nothing happened!"

"Is there still such a thing?"

Boss Ma was shocked.

The food of Penguin Group is even uglier than their al.

Xiao Ma is not someone who gives up easily, but he only sent people to Sunday Mall once and got no results. What does this mean?

It means Xiao Ma backed down!

Why did he back down?

He must be someone he couldn't afford to offend!

Thinking of the fact that Sunday Mall had acquired dozens of plots of land across the country in just a few days, Boss Ma couldn't help but feel a little cold in his heart.

Finally, he picked up his phone and dialed a number.

When the call was connected, Xiao Ma's voice came: "Old Ma, how come you have time to call me?"

Boss Ma got straight to the point: "Xiao Ma, I heard that you have ideas about Sunday Mall?"

Xiao Ma: "Old Ma, I'll give you a piece of advice, don't offend people easily, you can't afford to offend them!"

Hearing this, Boss Ma was still a little unconvinced, but he immediately regained his composure: "Brother Xiao Ma, can you tell me more details?"

Xiao Ma: "Isn't your bodyguard a Tai Chi master? Ask him to find out what Gao Yan's identity is?"

Hang up the phone.

Boss Ma called the Tai Chi bodyguard over: "Have you heard of the name Gao Yan?"

The Tai Chi bodyguard nodded, with a look of admiration on his face: "Yes, Boss Ma, Gao Yan is a young grandmaster in our martial arts world, and his strength is unfathomable!"

"How deep?" Boss Ma asked.

The Tai Chi bodyguard knew that Boss Ma was a martial arts fan, so he said: "According to the level of martial arts novels, he is at least at the level of Feng Qingyang!"

Boss Ma was shocked: "So powerful?"

The Tai Chi bodyguard said with certainty: "If Feng Qingyang came out of the novel, he might not be his opponent!"

Although he did not attend the martial arts exchange conference, he had heard about Gao Yan's style, that is, he defeated more than ten Dan Jin and hard steel Gang Jin strongmen in a row.

Hearing this, Boss Ma also understood why Xiao Ma sent people to the Sunday Mall and there was no follow-up.