"What price do you want?" Qin Yu asked in a very plain way, crossing his legs and inserting his hands.

Song Young-jun turned her head and looked at Kim Tae-soo: "How much do you think the Salt Island is worth?"

"That depends on how many chips you have in your hands." Kim Tae-soo replied softly.

"I have seven percent." Song Yingjun replied very simply, not at all.

Kim Tae-soo was stunned for a moment: "Are you treating me as a fool? You have at least ten percent of your hands."

"Haha, that happened a long time ago." Song Yingjun replied with a sneer: "I did have 13% of the shares in my hands before, but I have sold part of them. District 5 wants to concentrate the shares and take back the shares. If we don't run away quickly, it will be difficult to cash out in the future, so I took part first."

"Who did you sell it to?" Kim Tae-soo asked.

"People from the Pu family sold 6%." Song Yingjun replied with a chuckling, "He gave me 600 million."

"Haha," Kim Tae-soo curled his lips when he heard this: "It's not like this to raise the price. You said that Blind Pu is secretly acquiring Yandao shares. I believe this, but if you say he can give you 600 million, I think you are talking in your sleep."

"Do you believe it or not?" Song Yingjun seemed too lazy to argue: "You want to take the shares in my hands and give me at least one billion. As long as the money is received, I will ask the holding company to sign a transfer agreement with you immediately."

Qin Yu frowned and looked at the strange style of Song Yingjun, who was talking about the conversation, and asked: "You are also a senior leader in District 5. I was surprised that you agreed to sell shares so easily."

"Haha, are you talking about faith with me?" Song Yingjun smiled contemptuously: "I'm sorry, I'm a non-faithful."

Qin Yu was silent.

"If you can accept this price, I can sell the shares; if you can't accept it, you can also order me to be shot." Song Yingjun looked at Qin Yu and said, "I have died many times and I don't care anymore."

"Suppose Blind Pu really gave you 600 million yuan, then the share price per percent is 100 million yuan. Why do you care about me asking for 1 billion yuan?" Qin Yu asked.

"Because the shares have appreciated." Song Yingjun sat up slowly, stared at Qin Yu and said, "Now you have even entered the game, which means that the thing in my hand is valuable."

Qin Yu thought for a while, then slowly stood up and ordered: "Arrang a better independent ward for him. Let me consider the price you offer."

"No problem." Song Yingjun agreed readily.

...

Ten minutes later.

Qin Yu took a car and Lao Jin to return to the division headquarters.

"Song Yingjun agreed so happily, will there be any ghosts?" Qin Yu asked with some concern.

"There may not be any ghosts." Kim Tae-soo thought for a while and said, "The beliefs of many people have actually collapsed in complex political struggles, such as me."

Qin Yu was stunned for a moment.

"When I was young, I also swore and fought for my ideals and nations." Kim Tae-soo said self-deprecatingly: "But now, am I not fighting with the nation and those who have fought side by side? The five districts are also a multi-ethnic integration area. The forces of the Korean, Japanese and Indian are complicated and everyone is fighting for. Politicians want to satisfy their own selfish desires in power, and businessmen are also lying on the backbone of the region to draw marrow and suck blood. Many people have long known who they are fighting for. The more mature people are, the more selfish they are... Song Yingjun may have already seen it. He feels it is difficult for him to protect the shares of Yan Island. The upper level of the fifth district cannot give him an ideal price. He will definitely change his stability for the rest of his life."

Qin Yu was silent.

"Actually, from a political perspective, I envy you from the three major regions." Kim Tae-soo added again.

"Why?"

"You are very strange. You like internal fighting very much, but they also have strong national cohesion." Kim Tae-soo looked at Qin Yu and said with a serious expression: "If Gu Tai-an reached the top of the mountain happened in District 5, it would never be possible for the civil war to end in such a short time. Other factions were even more impossible. They accepted the fact that the Gu clan was in power so quickly."

"This is a matter of national attributes. For some forces in District 8, the Gu clan is just a hostile faction, not an external enemy of different races. Internal fighting is just a decision on who should give power, not a national confrontation." Qin Yu commented incisively: "The people and some factions in District 8 are willing to accept the Gu clan because they are their own people."

"When I was alive, I might not see such a day in District 5." Kim Tae-soo sighed: "Maybe in a few hundred years, District 5 will be able to complete such a fusion. When we look at each other, we are all our own people."

Qin Yu was silent for a while, waved his hand and said, "I'm talking a little far away, so let's talk about it. Do you know that Song Yingjun is playing tricks?"

"I personally don't judge that he has valued profit a long time ago." Kim Tae-soo responded truthfully.

"Then do you think it is possible for me to reduce the price by using other people's personal safety issues?" Qin Yu asked.

"You can suppress a little, but not too much." Kim Tae-soo looked at Qin Woo and said, "If I were Song Yingjun, then if you don't give me an ideal price, I will definitely not place shares."

"Then will I let you die?" Qin Yu asked again.

"There are a lot of 7% shares, and you can decide the outcome at a critical moment." Kim Tae-soo thought for a while and said, "I don't think you dare to kill me easily, otherwise if you can't get the shares, it means that 7% of them will be completely outflowed. Moreover, this kind of negotiation is a psychological game. If I agree to lower the price, you will definitely want to be cheaper, or even take it if you don't want to spend money. This is the last card in my hand. I will be a rich and idle person for the rest of my life; if I fail, then I would rather die than pay the shares and leave this wealth to my family."

The two of them asked questions and answers, and they had roughly deduced Song Yingjun's psychological thoughts.

"Yes, 7% of the shares offered a price of one billion, which is indeed far beyond my expectations." Qin Yu sighed and said, "At present, with my personal financial strength, it is indeed difficult to leverage this place."

"If you ask the Gu Group to pay for this, then the shares will be like they bought them by themselves. If the Salt Island is really obtained in the future, how will the future benefits be distributed?" Kim Tae-soo asked a very realistic question.

Qin Yu was silent: "Let me think of a solution."

...

late at night.

Qin Yu couldn't sleep all night because of the Yan Island incident. After a long time of struggle, he still called Keke because the latter was much better than him in terms of business operations.

After listening to Qin Yu's narration, Keke yawned and replied: "Why are you thinking about it?"

"Shenma means?" Qin Yu was a little confused.

"Equity is just a matter of determining the ownership of the Salt Island. You may not have to pay to buy it! As long as Song Yingjun agrees to temporarily hand over his equity to you to exercise his power, then you can concentrate more than half of the shares and move toward the Salt Island." Coco's words are plain: "Since Song Yingjun accepts the money, it's even better to talk. If you talk to him, rent his equity at a price of 10 million a year, and wait until the Salt Island is really done, you have money, and it's not too late to buy it."

When Qin Yu heard this, he was instantly injected with blood: "You are really smart!"

In the room outside, Cha Meng had just returned from the business and asked Xiaosang: "What are the teacher doing? Have you served him tonight?"

"He doesn't need me to serve him." Young Master Sang replied while playing with his cell phone: "He's talking to the goddess of the General Administration."
Chapter completed!