Zhang Xian returned home.

the next day.

The alarm clock woke him up.

After resigning, he felt refreshed and just clicked it.

Until a phone call woke him up again.

"Hello, is this Mr. Zhang Xian?"

"I am."

"Hello, Mr. Zhang. I am Luo Jiaxing, the regional president of the Penguin Group's Ganning City branch."

"From Penguin Group?"

Zhang Xian was startled and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Ma wants to meet with you."

"The Mapps?"

"Yes, I wonder if you have time, Mr. Zhang."

"when?"

"In a few days, President Ma will come to Ganning City for an inspection. I will inform you of the specific time."

"Okay, let's get in touch."

Zhang Xian hung up the phone.

He was still a little excited at the thought of meeting the legendary Mapu family.

I wasn't nervous or stage frightened at all.

What is coming will eventually come. When the time comes, just put yourself in the right position and deal with it calmly.

Then, Zhang Xian got up and went to class.

Near dusk.

Just when I was worried about losing my part-time job and didn’t know what to do.

Niu Huaqiang called.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm at Ninghua Jiayuan right now. I need to discuss something with you."

"Can."

Zhang Xian agreed and asked, "By the way, have you eaten?"

"Not yet, what's wrong?"

"Wait for me to come over and take you to eat something delicious."

Zhang Xian drove over quickly.

Niu Huaqiang met him at the intersection.

"Here are the demolition drawings. Everything has basically been agreed upon."

"Huh?"

Zhang Xian took it and looked at it, and found that the food street he often went to was included.

Fortunately, I came today. If I had come a few days later, I would not have been able to have even the last bite.

"Let's go, eat and talk."

Zhang Xian brought Niu Huaqiang to the duck rice stall.

"Boss, two servings of duck rice, please."

"Okay."

The stall owner was very enthusiastic: "Young man, you haven't been here for a long time."

"Yeah, I've been a bit busy lately."

"You said there's a building in Ninghua Jiayuan. I go there often, but I've never run into you."

"I don't live here."

Zhang Xian said calmly: "I first lived in Yintan Qianxi, and recently I have been living in Biyao Seaview Villa."

“…”

The stall owner was secretly shocked.

Baguio sea view villa?

One is worth a whole building here!

This kid is still as generous as before.

Not only did he say something shocking, but he also looked so calm and composed.

I was once shocked.

But things are different now.

The value of the body has been qualitatively improved again due to certain opportunities.

He sat next to Zhang Xian.

Imitating Zhang Xian's appearance, he said calmly: "You haven't been here for a long time. Something big happened here recently. You must not know."

"What's up?"

"We're going to have our house demolished."

The stall owner proudly said: "The developer is very rich. I lost tens of millions on this store, and I still have houses and shops!"

After saying this, he looked forward to the other party's shocked expression.

A word decomposition!

Often means getting rich overnight!

Of course!

Even if the compensation for demolition is taken into account, I am still not as rich as Zhang Xian!

But money is different from money.

Too many wealthy people are busy all day long and have borrowed a lot of money from banks, which puts them under a lot of pressure.

Demolition is a way to get money without any effort. You can make money just by lying at home, and you can directly achieve financial freedom.

Who doesn’t want to encounter good things that fall from the sky?

"oh."

Zhang Xian asked with concern, "From what you said, the merchants here are quite satisfied with the compensation plan?"

"yes."

"That's good."

Zhang Xian was relieved: "That kid Zhang Hou really didn't lie to me. And Mr. Niu, you did a good job too."

"ah?"

The stall owner was puzzled.

There's something wrong with the reactions of these two people.

He emphasized again: "Ahem, I said, I demolished the house."

"Yes, I know."

Zhang Xian nodded in agreement: "I took it apart."

"Um?"

The stall owner was stunned.

Niu Huaqiang echoed, "Mr. Zhang is the project manager for the second phase of Ninghua Jiayuan. What I have in my hand is the demolition plan."

He shook the contract in his hand.

"What?"

The stall owner was confused.

What did you hear?

This project is actually in charge of Zhang Xian?

He's still bragging about himself!

In the end, the capital for bragging was donated by Zhang Xian!

How ignorant!

Too arrogant!

The stall owner was stunned for a moment and wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into!

After staying there for a while, he quietly got up and left.

"Take your time eating."

"Let's chat for a while. Don't you have any guests?"

"No, no!"

The stall owner shook his head like a rattle.

Still chatting?

If I continue talking about this, I will definitely get depressed again!

Last time it was because of you that I was depressed for several days!

well!

Don’t be too arrogant, you will get hurt sooner or later!

He hurried back to the kitchen, really not wanting Zhang Xian to see him crying!

It’s so unfair!

I own several properties and am worth nearly 100 million yuan, yet I am bullied like this!

How can I not feel wronged!

Zhang Xian curled his lips.

He wanted to persuade his boss to go for a brain check-up.

Always silent intermittently and not talkative.

He was cheerful one second and shut his mouth the next.

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