The second thousand three hundred and forty-eight chapters
"The houses here are allocated by the state and can only be lived in, not sold.
You should know this well, why are you still having trouble with the people of Novan?"
Mr. Luo shook his head, "Just calm down.
Maybe Novan has spent a lot of money to get the management rights of this neighborhood.
If you are unbalanced, when their management rights expire, you can tell your dad to bid for the management rights here."
Xiao Song touched his chin, "This is a good idea! However, when will Novan's management rights expire?
If they had guaranteed it for ten or eight years, then I would have done nothing!"
"Don't worry, I'll check with my dad later."
Mr. Luo drank a glass of wine and smiled lightly: "According to my estimation, they shouldn't have kept it for a long time.
After all, this place is extraordinary. Except for Nuofan's group of people, the others who can come in are either rich or noble. They are all the families of the top people in China.
You also know, not to mention this place, even if we want to build a street industry in the core location of our imperial capital and Binhai, how much price we have to pay.
Those wealthy people on the surface have hundreds of billions of assets, which is not enough! Doesn’t your family have more than a dozen large shopping malls in Binhai Huangpu District?
That place alone is worth tens of billions."
"That's right.
In recent years, only Tongxun and Ali are pretty good, and can barely get into our circle.
But I just don’t understand how the Novo Group can obtain this level of industrial management rights when it’s not as good as those two companies.”
Xiao Song was still aggrieved.
Mr. Luo still had that calm smile.
"Xiao Song, as I said, they have some connections in the military region.
But that’s okay, our family has taken root in China since the Republic of China.
Whether it's in politics or business, we have connections with most of them.
Novan is in the limelight now, but it is only temporary. Compared with us, their foundation is too weak."
"Well, our family has gone through so many great storms, why are we still afraid of a small group that is less than ten years old?"
Xiao Song sneered, "I'll have to do something to their house again! I don't believe it anymore, how dare they do anything to me!"
Luo had seen Xiao Song holding such a grudge, and was about to give him some more advice.
Suddenly, the lights in the bar dimmed, all the colorful light beams were turned off, and the music suddenly stopped.
There was silence in the bar, everyone was confused.
"what happened?
!”
Xiao Song stood up and said angrily: "Who turned off the music?"
"Crack!"
Several beams of light converged together.
On the high platform, three figures appeared.
"Children, have you forgotten the rules of the neighborhood?"
A man in black stood in the center of the light beam, his voice was low and hoarse, and it sounded very scary.
"At twelve o'clock in the evening, no noise is allowed in the entire neighborhood!"
All the young people were stunned at first, and then they pointed at the three people on the high platform and cursed.
"none of your business!"
"Where are you stupid? Get out of here!"
"You dare to take care of us, are you tired of living?"
"What the hell, are you looking for a beating?"
The three people on the high platform looked down at the young people below.
"Stubborn!"
A short, stocky bald man spat, "Ye Fan, I've already told you that these guys are arrogant, why are you talking to them?"
"What Lao Yuan said is right."
Another tall and thin young man said with a cold face: "They are quite honest today, they are all making trouble in this side hall.
In the past few months, they stayed up late at night and roamed the streets with their stereos. My mother said something to them, but they scolded her back, which almost made me sick!"
"Okay I'm sorry."
Ye Fan shrugged, "What are you two going to do?"
"What else can we do? Let's ruin the place!"
Without saying a word, Lei Jun kicked over the loud speaker next to him.
"Boom..." The speaker was kicked off the high platform by him, frightening the young people below to scream and run away quickly.
The high platform was six meters high, and the speaker suddenly shattered when it hit the solid ground.
The dozen or so young people in the corner stood up in unison.
Mr. Luo walked away, and Xiao Song and others quickly followed.
The young people on the dance floor made way, and it was obvious that they were led by Mr. Luo.
"Who are you three, and what are you doing in our territory?"
Mr. Luo narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "I'll give you a chance and leave here immediately. I can pretend that nothing happened.
Otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences!”
"Hey, staying calm in times of crisis is a bit like my youthful demeanor!"
Lei Jun complimented him, but when he turned around, he kicked a loud speaker away.
"Crash!"
The loudspeaker flew to a position two or three meters in front of Mr. Luo and fell into pieces.
"Be bold!"
Mr. Luo was secretly angry and shouted in a deep voice: "What on earth are you going to do?"
"Idiot, of course we are here to cause trouble, otherwise why are we here, playing house?"
Lei Jun kicked all the remaining speakers on the high platform several times in succession.
"Rumble..." The young people around the high platform screamed and tried to avoid it.
"Depend on!"
Xiao Song didn't see the people clearly until this moment, pointed at them and shouted: "Brother Luo, the one who kicked the speaker is one of Novan's shareholders, called Lei Jun! The short man next to him is another shareholder, Yuan Yin.
The remaining tall guy, I don’t know him, he should be from the Novan Group! Damn it, we didn’t go to them, they actually came to cause trouble for us!”
"Give them some color and see!"
Mr. Luo said in a deep voice.
"good!"
Xiao Song shouted loudly: "Brothers, copy the guy!"
Suddenly, thirty or forty young people pulled out iron bars, baseball bats and other equipment from the corner, held them high and shouted to the people above.
"Come down, come down!"
"How dare you come to our place and run wild? Are you too brave to eat the heart of a bear or a leopard?"
"Hmph, my whole family is rich and powerful, and I can kill you all with just one phone call!"
"Come down quickly! If you wait for the young man to come up, you will be dead!"
Dozens of young people were yelling.
Most of these kiddies are around eighteen or nineteen years old, and the older ones are only in their early twenties.
But their voices are louder and more powerful than those adults outside.
Of course, their momentum is not the result of long-term battles, but the result of their extremely noble and wealthy family environment.
In their eyes, there are few people in the country who are qualified to be their enemies.
Even the rich men on China's Forbes list of richest people have to nod, bow and smile when they see them.
If placed in ancient times, they would have been among the highest-ranking imperial aristocrats. How could an ordinary noble family dare to go against them?
So reporting one's family name is their secret to becoming famous! What these bears possess is not imposingness, but nobility. To put it bluntly, they are arrogant.
If you really meet a ruthless person, no matter his status, he will only seek death.
Their momentum will instantly disappear and they will turn into little cowards who can only shout and threaten.