Zhang Xiangui was naturally taking advantage of the crisis.
If he was not going to take advantage of the crisis, why would he and Yang Jian have set up this trap on the fly?
"President Zhang, can we talk after I get out of this cursed place? Please, I'm begging you. Get Yang Jian to save me. As long as I get out safely, everything is negotiable," President Qin pleaded.
"That won't do. Some matters are better discussed first. If President Qin isn't sincere, then forget it. We can talk next time we meet." Zhang Xiangui sounded as if he were about to hang up.
"Wait, wait." President Qin hurriedly said, "Everything is negotiable. Don't hang up yet."
Zhang Xiangui said, "Then are President Qin and President Qian selling those developments or not?"
"Even if we sell, President Zhang, you can't afford to take them on. I know your financial situation very well. Most of your capital has been invested in construction sites. Before those properties are sold, you shouldn't have much cash on hand," President Qin said.
"That depends on President Qin's sincerity. If you are willing to sell below market price, then naturally I can afford it," Zhang Xiangui said.
"How much are you offering?"
Zhang Xiangui said, "One billion."
"You want me to sell everything to you for one billion? Zhang Xiangui, why don't you just rob me? I invested six or seven hundred million in that land alone!" President Qin cursed furiously.
"Don't misunderstand. The one billion isn't just for your plot of land, President Qin. It also includes President Qian's land. Both properties, packaged together, for one billion. You would take a bit of a loss, but it's still a fair price. After all, there are rumors that the construction site is haunted. I'm having