"We've already bid on nine shops, totaling 115,000! At this rate, we'll have to keep going!"
"Then what's the point of us playing? Just watching him perform all by himself?"
Looking at Zhang Datou's stern face, Vice Mayor Sun muttered to himself, "An interesting young man."
Director Wang quickly chimed in, "To have such wealth at such a young age is quite remarkable."
As time went by, Zhang Da Nao bought more and more shops, to the point that he could hardly remember them all. Zhang Cheng had said that the total price couldn't exceed 600,000. He counted on his fingers, afraid of exceeding the limit.
At the same time, in a tenement building on North Street.
Zhang Cheng, dressed in a suit, appeared in the dimly lit corridor and knocked on the door of room 203.
"Who is it!" a voice called from inside the door, which then opened.
Zhao Zhengyong stared at Zhang Cheng at the door, startled at first, then his face darkened: "Zhang Cheng? What are you doing here?"
"If you're in trouble, call the police." Zhang Cheng said with a faint smile as he stepped into the house.
The room, which was about 30 square meters, wasn't dirty, but it was messy.
"Zhang Cheng, this is trespassing! Without a reasonable explanation, I'll arrest you right now!" Zhao Zhengyong said in an unfriendly tone.
Zhang Cheng glanced around before his gaze returned to Zhao Zhengyong's face: "A commercial apartment in the west of the city costs about two thousand yuan now."
Snap!
He threw a thick stack of ten-yuan notes on the table piled with miscellaneous items.
Zhang Cheng stepped forward, leaned closer to Zhao Zhengyong, and said in a low but clear voice, "Officer Zhao, I heard you're a little short on cash lately? Consider this a heads-up. Don't be ungrateful."
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