Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 152: It’s Time to Welcome Back_1

Jiang Lei scratched his head, struggling for some time before finally saying with a pained expression, "I’m sorry, brother-in-law, I... I didn’t understand anything."

Xiao Ming wasn’t surprised at all but asked, "Do you not have even a single thought?"

"Only one," Jiang Lei said. "I think they shouldn’t sell their shares, at least not all of them."

"Why not?"

"Because you’re still willing to make an offer!"

As soon as these words came out, even Zhou Qingyuan looked at Jiang Lei with some surprise.

"Explain a bit more," Xiao Ming said.

"I don’t understand business, and I don’t really get the whole shares thing,"

Jiang Lei said sheepishly. "It’s just that I feel like, if you, my brother-in-law, want to buy something from them with such a low offer, and they seem very angry on the surface but actually are very insecure, as if they’re afraid no one else will buy."

Anyway, if I came across someone selling things like that, I would definitely continue to drive down the price, until it couldn’t be lowered anymore.

But you, my brother-in-law who is much smarter than me, didn’t do that.

So, I was thinking, maybe your main goal today wasn’t to buy shares, but to hook them with that offer, making them think they should sell you all their shares and feel that keeping any would be a loss."

After listening to this, Zhou Qingyuan chuckled, "Nephew, your uncle here isn’t so silly after all!"

Jiang Lei’s eyes lit up, and he asked excitedly, "I... I got it right?"

"Do you think you’re smarter than those five people just now?" Xiao Ming asked.

Jiang Lei’s expression stiffened, and he shook his head with a forced smile: "Impossible. They are big bosses after all, how can they be dumber than me!"

"Then why can’t they see what even you can?"

"Why not?"

"The player is blind while the spectator sees clearly."

Xiao Ming stood up, "What you saw just now was the most common negotiation process in business.

And negotiation is about hiding little tricks in every word, constantly setting traps for others to fall into.

As soon as the other side takes the bait, you get the upper hand, and you can lead them by the nose, making them see only what you want them to see.

Like in the situation before, if they had been more sober, more courageous, and bet on Dabang not to give up, then I inevitably would have failed.

Therefore, the first rule of doing business is never to follow someone else’s pace."

At half-past eleven in the morning, Jiang Xue came to the hospital to deliver food, bringing stir-fried vegetables and rice for Xiao Ming and a bucket of fish soup for Jiang Lei.

Upon opening the thermos and smelling the rich aroma, Xiao Ming felt somewhat annoyed and glared at Jiang Lei, saying, "You little scamp, you’re reaping the benefits of a broken finger! My wife, whom I coddle in my palm for fear of letting her fall, is actually bending over backward to serve you.

How about it? Maybe I should break your leg, and you’d get to enjoy it for a lifetime."

Jiang Lei’s face turned white as he desperately sought help from his sister with his eyes.

Jiang Xue, caught between laughter and tears, gave Xiao Ming a push and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking? Dad went to the market to buy live fish and made this fish soup for Lei himself."

"And this dish?"

"I cooked it."

Xiao Ming immediately said to Zhou Qingyuan, "Then there’s none for you. Fill up on a pancake roll or something on the way."

"Act up and this will never end."

Giving him a pair of sanitary chopsticks, Jiang Xue deliberately placed the dish and rice bowl in front of Zhou Qingyuan, "Don’t listen to his nonsense—eat up! It’s just some home cooking, don’t look down on it."

Zhou Qingyuan looked at Xiao Ming triumphantly and said sweetly, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

"Call her auntie!" Xiao Ming gave her a chopstick flick.

After eating, the two left the hospital and sat in the brand-new Aston Martin. Xiao Ming nodded and said, "Not bad, he’s a good kid who listens."

"I ordered this car half a year ago; it just arrived. You just accurately guessed what I was thinking."

Jiang Xue glanced at him and added, "Sometimes I even doubt whether I’ve lost a piece of my memory.

Because it feels like we used to know each other, and quite well at that. At least you seem very familiar with me."

I am pretty familiar with you—I even know about the mole above your waist.

Thinking to himself silently, Xiao Ming smiled without a word.

When they arrived at the headquarters of Dabang Group, someone immediately stood up from the sofa in the waiting area to greet them.

"Mr. Xiao, Miss."

An acquaintance, the marketing manager of Canghai Group, Qiao Yuanding.

"Old Qiao, why are you outside? Has Cao Zhining become so reckless that he doesn’t even care about Canghai Group’s face anymore?" Xiao Ming asked with a smile.

"Cao Zhining probably isn’t that bold; it’s because I didn’t have someone inform you."

Qiao Yuanding slightly bent over and said, "Our chairman instructed that today everything should be centered around Mr. Xiao. My task is to be a good assistant to the young lady."

"Sir Zhou really is Sir Zhou, what a bold move. I couldn’t catch up even if I were on horseback!" Xiao Ming laughed heartily, "Let’s go, let’s go meet that ’career manager’ Mr. Cao!"

Qiao Yuanding couldn’t help but twitch his cheeks, thinking about Cao Zhining, who had single-handedly founded Dabang Group, but ended up being referred to as a "career manager". He inevitably felt a tinge of sorrow for others’ misfortunes.

At the same time, he truly understood the extraordinary insight of his own boss.

Xiao Ming, a young man in his twenties, made his debut just a month ago, took over Qianshan, and brought Dabang to the brink of death. His personal wealth was at least one billion and rising.

This wasn’t something that could be simply described as "talented". A monster was more like it.

Approaching the reception, Xiao Ming flashed the lady inside a toothy smile, "We meet again. Did you prepare your resume carefully last night?"

The news about the discovery of an ancient tomb in the slums had hit the news, and the four billion in land money had all gone down the drain. The two billion in frozen funds couldn’t be released anytime soon, and rumors of the company’s impending bankruptcy had already spread.

So the mood of the receptionist was quite foul. When she heard his question, she became even more irritated. Not even bothering to put on a formulaic smile, she said tersely, "May I ask who you are looking for? Do you have an appointment?"

"I’m here to see your chairman, Cao Zhining. No appointment."

"Then I’m sorry, but without an appointment, I can’t let you in."

"Please call to inform."

"Sorry, I don’t have time. If you want to make an appointment, you can leave your name and contact information now."

Zhou Qingyuan was immediately angered, slamming her palm on the countertop, "What kind of attitude is that?"

The receptionist snorted coldly, "This is my attitude, what about it? I warn you not to make trouble, or I’ll call security."

"Damn!"

Zhou Qingyuan’s temper flared up, and she rolled up her sleeves, ready to bypass the reception.

Xiao Ming, amused yet helpless, held her back, "Come on! Why get upset with a nobody? Just fire her later."

"Fire me?" The receptionist scoffed, "And who the hell are you? Do you even know where you are?"

"When I asked you to call to inform, actually I was giving you a chance."

Xiao Ming shook his head and took out his phone to call Cao Zhining.

"I’m outside the main entrance. Your receptionist today is very unprofessional; my company does not keep useless people."

Having said that, without waiting for Cao Zhining to respond, he hung up the phone, turned to Zhou Qingyuan and Qiao Yuanding and said, "This is my second time here. The first time I was left hanging outside for half an hour, the second time I was forgotten in the meeting room for more than half an hour.

Today is the third time, it’s about time Cao Zhining came out to greet me."

Zhou Qingyuan and Qiao Yuanding both nodded in agreement, but then they heard the receptionist let out a disdainful snort, "What a bunch of big talkers!"