Lu Ming's suite on the fifth floor of the New Era.
"Qian Xing, Qian Xing, look, this is it!" Liu Laocai excitedly placed a document in front of Lu Ming, which was a financing agreement.
Lu Ming rubbed his sleepy eyes, feeling helpless.
I was too busy last night and didn't go to bed until about four o'clock. Now it was about eight o'clock when I was woken up by Liu Laocai.
Now Liu Laocai and Ha Shan have reserved the No. 3 courtyard of Wolong Xiaoguan as the long private room.
Lu Ming didn't even know that he was going to a private room. When he found out, he paid for the private room for a year in advance.
However, Liu Laocai now earns 500,000 yuan a year, and is the owner of a small courtyard owned by Wolong Xiaoguan. For him, it is only a drop in the bucket, so it is just casual.
Yesterday he called and said that he had found a good project. Someone was raising funds to build a skyscraper in Bad City.
Liu Laocai was very excited and said that this was a great thing and he must buy a share.
Firstly, someone is raising funds to build the Bate City, which is to support Qianxing's oil city blueprint; secondly, that is Hashan's hometown, and I want to contribute; thirdly, after taking a stake, it means that I will also be there.
Now that I have roots in Bate City, I will also have face when I go back to my parents’ home with Hashan.
Lu Ming was a little worried and asked him to bring over the financing agreement.
He said it was morning, but unexpectedly, Liu Laocai came to ring the doorbell at around eight o'clock.
Lu Ming picked up the agreement and looked through it, and immediately burst into laughter.
History is always surprisingly similar.
Looking at Liu Laocai, Lu Ming said helplessly: "Did this financier tell you how high the skyscraper should be?"
Liu Laocai said: "He said it was very clearly written in the agreement. I also read it. Why don't you write it down? The building is 110 meters high?"
Lu Ming shook his head: "It says the height of the building is 110 decimeters."
Liu Laocai asked curiously: "Really?" He came over, picked it up, looked at it, and said with a smile: "This guy is really sloppy, and he is still financing it. I don't think I can buy his debt!"
Sloppy? Lu Ming smiled, in this world, the words "meter" and "decimeter" are indeed very similar, just one less stroke.
Looking at the agreement, the building plans to raise a total of 2 million yuan, and will have corresponding ownership of the building in proportion to the capital contribution.
The skyscraper scam is similar to the one in my previous life.
In the previous life, the population of a small town where oil fields had just been discovered increased rapidly, so a construction contractor appeared to raise funds to build a skyscraper. However, he used inches instead of feet. Originally, people thought he would build a 150-meter skyscraper.
A skyscraper, who knew it would end up being a 12-meter-high three-story building.
Angry investors who suffered huge losses sued the builder, but lost the case. The judge believed that the builder gave them what they wanted according to the agreement.
Today, the world's smallest skyscraper has become a local sight in the oil city.
Of course, if Liu Laocai is really cheated now, this financier will not be able to escape.
Because this fraud occurred in the 1920s, if it had occurred in the 1950s, especially in the 1950s in today's East China Sea, I guarantee that I can send the scammer to jail.
Looking at the agreement, Lu Ming shook his head and smiled, but he was in a good mood. Scammers were targeting it. At the very least, it showed that Bate City would become an investment hotspot in the near future. It was the consensus of many investors that an oil town would rise there.
"Qian Xing, look at that evil smile on your face, you are a liar, right? Damn it!" Liu Laocai slapped his thigh hard in anger.
Lu Ming smiled and said, "I'll ask someone to investigate him." He got up and went to make a phone call.
He came back and sat down, looking at Liu Laocai and still smiling.
Liu Laocai was helpless, "In the past few years, I feel that I am really getting old. In the future, I don't want to invest in anything. I just want to take care of myself. Also, I want to adopt a child."
Lu Ming smiled and said: "It's okay. You can be happy just because you want it. Isn't money just for happiness? Five hundred thousand a year is enough for you."
"Okay, I'm leaving!" Liu Laocai stood up, "Ha Shan is still down there waiting for me to go shopping!"
Lu Ming looked at the clock on the wall, "Well, I'm going home. Today is a day off. Bisi has a day off, so I'll take her to play."
Going home is not just about playing with Bi Si. According to Bi Zhu, she will give herself acupuncture tonight, and before her birthday, she will have to get acupuncture every full moon night, which was probably the 15th day of the lunar calendar in her previous life.
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The music room on the third floor of the main building of Hepu Daolu Mansion.
The beautiful lady in the green dress plays the pipa gently, and the fairy music is like the gurgling of a clear spring, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Wearing a pair of white lotus silk skirts with pearls and a soft green skirt, she looks more and more elegant. The snow-white jade hands holding the pipa are playing or stroking, as smart as a dream.
She was sitting there, obviously very dignified, but when she played the pipa, her little embroidered shoes, which were looming under the light green skirt, curled up and hooked in time with the music, and her seductive curves made people want to explore her stockings.
What a little snowfoot looks like, and how ecstatic it is to hold it and play with it.
Bisi, who was lying in Lu Ming's arms, was dressed in a snow-white gauze dress, just like the cutest Snow White in the world. At this moment, she was biting her fingers and looking at Sister Hanzhu with eyes full of stars. This "good little barbarian" might be...
My current ambition is to become a musician.
Outside, there was a sudden knock on the door, and Luo Jiu's voice was very small: "Master, your phone number is Liu Teng. It's urgent."
The sound of gurgling water gradually faded away, and the pearly white slender hands gently touched the strings of the piano.
Lu Ming gritted his teeth. This Liu Teng, if it wasn't an emergency, would skin him tomorrow.
Originally, Hanzhu said that she wanted to sing a song to herself.
I have always known Hanzhu's three skills in singing, dancing, and playing the piano, but I always felt that it was a bit disrespectful to ask her to sing and dance for him. I really regarded her as a kabuki performer. But gradually, now I feel that she is my closest relative, and I feel much calmer.
Yes, it just so happened that today Hanzhu took the initiative to play the pipa to herself. The moment she nodded, Hanzhu's happy eyes filled with tears. Come to think of it, I had always insisted not to listen to her singing or watch her dance and play the lute.
Hanzhu probably felt that the meaning of her own existence had been lost by more than half.
"Hanzhu, it sounds so good. Play it to me often in the future." Lu Ming said with a smile before walking out of the music room.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hanzhu immediately nodded happily.
Arriving outside the music room, Lu Ming took the microphone from Luo Jiu and said yes.
The flattering voice of Liu Teng, the head of the government department, came immediately: "Boss, that guy Pirlo hired him and said he was Shylock's younger brother. I checked and found that they should be cousins, not too far apart."
Lu Ming was slightly startled, "Sherlock's cousin?"
"Yes, boss, the exact relationship is, Mrs. Sherlock's cousin's son."
Lu Ming was helpless. Is this relationship still far away?
I don’t know when Liu Teng started calling himself boss like the business officers. He probably thought that this would make him look like his confidant.
The Pirlo Liu Teng was talking about was the liar financier.
"Did he do it? Or did he use Sherlock to scare people?" Lu Ming asked calmly.
Liu Teng hesitated over there, as if thinking about what the boss wanted him to say.
"Okay, I understand, has he done anything bad before?"
"He is a liar who cheats and kidnaps. However, this guy always deceives rich people. I don't know why he has never been prosecuted."
Lu Ming frowned: "He told you on his own initiative?"
Liu Teng coughed and said, "I don't know either. They were interrogated by the Investigation Department."
Lu Ming also knew that when interrogating some scoundrels who looked like they had no food or salt, they would still use some means that could not be tested by injury, such as hitting the soles of the feet with a phone book, or even
Scratching the soles of the feet with fur or something like that.
Usually this kind of interrogation involves asking about some information and the like, and does not involve witnesses, defendants, etc. who are in court.
In this regard, as long as it is not too excessive and does not happen in front of my eyes, I will turn a blind eye. After all, it is only the 1950s.
Like this Pirlo, according to the current evidence, there is no accusation against him at all. He just asked the officials handling the case to scare him and let him go.
Somehow, they found out during interrogation that he was related to Sherlock.
Liu Teng probably immediately felt that it was a rare commodity and felt that he might be useful.
"Let him go if there's no big problem." After saying that, Lu Ming handed the microphone back to Luo Jiu.
