The richest man: My headlines have changed

Just as Chen Xingyu was racking his brains about how to deal with the aftermath, in a quiet courtyard somewhere in the capital, an old man about seventy years old was sitting under the old locust tree in the courtyard drinking tea

On the stone bench beside him sat a dignified man in his fifties.

The old man's name is Chen Dewang, who just retired from the position of Sanpin two years ago, and next to him is his only son Chen Qinghai, who is now an official of the fourth grade of a real power unit in the capital.

The acacia flowers are in full bloom, and the faint fragrance is pervasive in the yard.

"Qinghai, you are incompetent to be a father!" The old man put down his cup, stared at the pomegranate tree in the corner, and said softly: "You have to remind the boss that if you are so unstable again, you will suffer a big loss in the future!"

"It's father, I remember!" Chen Qinghai nodded respectfully.

"Alas," Chen Dewang raised his head and sighed, his old face revealed a deep sadness and helplessness, "The most distressing thing in this world is that father and son become enemies, brothers are on the wall, and in ancient times, princes and sons fought each other, that is because of the throne, and our family has no succession to the throne, what are you fighting for?"

"Over the years, the boss has gotten enough, and he is still not satisfied, does he have to force his own brother to death before he is willing?

Especially in the past two years, he has become more and more disagreeable, his eyes are fixed on his younger brother, as long as Chu Liang makes a little mistake, he will immediately come to me to say.

Take Chu Liang's purchase of a house this time, the boss just dug a pit for himself to jump, now it's okay, the second child is watching, watching how I, a grandfather, deal with this matter, the boss is giving me a problem!

In the end, the pattern of the boss is too small, how many times have you reminded him, how can he never understand it, conspiracy and trickery will always be inferior, and he will never be able to get on the table.

The more he goes up, the more upright he becomes, and if he keeps going like this, he really won't be able to help him!".

In the end, Chen Dewang shook his head, his face full of loneliness.

Chen Qinghai's face was pale, the old man rarely said so much, I'm afraid he was really angry this time, but what can he do as a father, the palms and backs of his hands are full of meat, it's difficult!

"Dad, you said, is it luck or ...... for the second child to buy a house this time

."

"Luck, the second child has met a nobleman!" Chen Dewang's somewhat cloudy eyes showed a light of insight into everything, "The stock was sold in such a timely manner, and the house was bought in such a timely manner, who believes that it is luck?"

"Dad, how do you know these things?" Chen Qinghai was a little surprised.

"Hmph, the second child is also my own grandson," Chen Dewang said with an unconcealable anger, "Our old Chen family is already thin, if the boss is killed, he is really the only seedling, can I not look at it?"

Speaking of this, Chen Dewang breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay now, the second child has met a nobleman, and I don't have to watch it every day, let the two of them fight, whoever has the ability is whoever." "

"Dad," Chen Qinghai asked tentatively, "Do we need to check this noble person you said?"

"No one is allowed to check, including the boss, we owe enough to the second child, he finally met his nobleman, and he can't change because of our appearance, then it would be too unfair to the second child!".

"Yes, Dad, I know!".

"Alright, you can get busy, I'll go back and catch up on sleep. With that, Chen Dewang stood up, ignored Chen Qinghai, and walked directly towards the house, his back a little rickety.

Only two hours after the official announcement of the General Administration of the Metro, the sales office of Hongyu Building was surrounded by people who came to buy houses, but without exception, they were all told that the houses had been sold.

Even the nearby intermediary company posted a notice that there was no existing house at the door.

By half past eleven, the house price of the tulip community had risen from 10,000 to 15,000.

At this time, Shen Zhuo, the largest owner of Daejeon, was sitting on the balcony on the second floor of Linjiang Villa looking at the scenery, with a light face, as if the price increase of Daejeon's house had nothing to do with him at all.

From the official announcement of the subway realignment by the General Administration of the Metro to the present, Chen Chuliang has called twice, all of them are grateful, thankful, and grateful, and Shen Zhuo's head is big when he hears it, and finally he wants to invite Shen Zhuo to Fengyulou at night, and he wants to put the wine to thank Shen Zhuo in person.

couldn't resist his enthusiasm, Shen Zhuo had to agree.

Looking at the watch, it was already noon, and I was thinking about what to eat for lunch, when the mobile phone on the rattan table next to me rang, it was a strange number.

Shen Zhuo picked it up casually, "Hey, which one?"

"That, may I ask if you are Shen Zhuo?" is a nice female voice.

"Liu Yiyi?" Shen Zhuo immediately heard that this was the voice of the intermediary company in Daejeon selling Liu Yiyi, which was sweet and a little crispy, and the recognition was too high.

"I am, Shen Zhuo ......

".

"Okay, I'm just looking for you," Shen Zhuo directly interrupted her and teased her: "I didn't buy a house after listening to you, and now the housing prices in Daejeon have gone crazy, and I can't afford to buy it if I want to, how do you say you should compensate me?".

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