"Who are you?" Zhao Mingyang asked, looking at the girl opposite. He looked about seventeen or eighteen years old and was wearing a school uniform with Shencheng Foreign Language written on it. It was probably a high school uniform.
"My cousin-in-law asked me to come and get things for her, but she's not at home," the girl said.
Cousin? Cousin?
Wait, cousin, cousin? A relative or cousin of the landlady’s husband?
Isn't this the uncle who the landlady in her previous life often mentioned to others when she was playing mahjong that her husband owned more than 100 houses in Pengcheng?
At that time, some poker players secretly said that the landlady was bragging that she had more than 100 apartments in Pengcheng. What was the concept? It was like the noodle seller who said he had ten buildings, but the reporter heard that he had ten apartments. Who the hell?
I believe there are ten buildings.
The rent collected in one month is hundreds of thousands, which is pure profit without paying taxes. If you rent for a few months, you can buy a house. If this continues, you will keep increasing your assets without doing anything every day.
The most important thing is that the charterer's network of contacts is very large. This cousin is not simple.
The term charterer was first introduced in the Greater Bay Area, because many places were formerly fishing villages, and many people were demolished and divided into dozens of houses, especially those with several grandfathers and only one male grandson.
, then there are hundreds of properties.
If she is from Pengcheng and is the cousin of the landlady's husband, she is probably the daughter of the landlady's husband's uncle. But isn't the age difference a bit big?
"It sounds like your accent is from the Greater Bay Area?" Zhao Mingyang said. Actually, he couldn't tell what the accent was. Mandarin was pretty standard, but he wanted to give it a try.
If it wins, then another project worth hundreds of millions will be added, Pengcheng! There are more than one hundred suites, with a market value of at least seven to eight billion. These are pure fixed assets.
"Do I have a Greater Bay Area accent? How did you recognize it? Very few people recognize it," the girl asked.
It’s true, this is such a big baby, and she looks pure, sweet and cute, despite her young age.
"I may have loved listening to Cantonese songs and watching Hong Kong dramas since I was a child, so I may be more sensitive to the sounds there. Please take your things back. It's getting late, so I'll leave first."
"My cousin-in-law asked me to tell you thank you." The little girl carried her things and went upstairs.
A bold idea suddenly came to Zhao Mingyang's mind. I used to see Penguin CEO's daughter celebrating her birthday and she could get 999 Q coins by forwarding this comment.
Does the boss of Goose Factory have a daughter? Where is her daughter? This is a mystery. Does Xu Qingqing know the daughter of the boss of Goose Factory? Is she a best friend?
Is his daughter also in Pengcheng? It seems that Rebus also has a daughter.
Don't ask too much about this for the time being, and don't have too much contact with the girl, so as not to arouse the landlady's suspicion. Shencheng Foreign Languages School, I guess she is in high school, and she looks like a high school uniform. Take some time to go to their school for a walk.
What's her name? How old is she? What does she like?
With these doubts, Zhao Mingyang drove Xu Qingqing's car and left.
When I returned to the community, I gave the security guard a pack of cigarettes and told the security guard that the car would be parked for one night and would drive away tomorrow morning. The security guard asked Zhao Mingyang to park in an unused parking space. He could only park it for one night, otherwise he would have to
Long-term rental parking spaces, after all, parking spaces in the community are limited.
After returning home, Zhao Mingyang exercised for a while, read a book, and recreated a ppt with the file name [Landlord's Little Cousin].
After sorting out the files, I lay on the bed and fell asleep. I was a little tired today. I haven't been so tired for a long time.
This is probably because I am inexperienced and need to strengthen my studies. I am struggling to control two lines now. Think about those who control twenty or thirty lines, they are all ruthless people.
Zhao Mingyang suddenly remembered the news he saw in his previous life. A friend was hospitalized for emergency treatment after a traffic accident. The police helped contact more than 20 of his girlfriends.
One of the girls accused the man of lying to the girl, saying that because she had a hidden health problem since she was a child and her kidneys were not good, she could not often do things between lovers, no more than twice a month. The girl cried bitterly and told the reporter about these things, and even exchanged words with each other.
I'm jealous of who I've been living with for a long time.
It seems that the girl who has been living with this scumbag for a long time is the reason why other girls cannot get the blessing of the last name. It is really an eye-opener that they are actually quarreling over this point.
Even a kidney made of steel can't hold up. It will rust after being used for a long time.
How do these people achieve multi-line control? This must be skillful. There is a way to do everything. It just depends on whether you study thoroughly or not.
When I make money, or when the company has the opportunity to cooperate with Xiaozhu, I will definitely learn from him. During this period, his character was still stable. He only fell over after more than 20 years of debut. He is indeed very stable.
When he woke up in the morning, he took a deep breath. Zhao Mingyang turned over and continued to sleep. Ten minutes later, the alarm clock rang again and he got up.
Whenever I have a choice, I would not choose to go to work. Going to bed early and getting up early is not as good as the cats and dogs in the village who can sleep until they wake up naturally, eat when they are full, sleep when they are full, go for a walk on the street when they have nothing to do, and when they see what they like, they will output like crazy.
Many cats and dogs in the village don't know who their biological fathers are. The cats and dogs in the city are more like social animals controlled by capital and have no freedom.
After washing up, I went downstairs to buy some breakfast, called Xu Qingqing, and prepared to pick her up.
One of the more painful things for girls than boys is that they have to get up about an hour earlier in the morning to put on makeup. Girls who don’t wear makeup are basically young, beautiful and naturally beautiful, and don’t need too many skin care products.
Especially those with natural beauty, such as Xu Qingqing, can simply wash up and pack up before going out in the morning. This is the envy of many girls.
Zhao Mingyang parked the car in a parking space and waited for Xu Qingqing. After a while, Xu Qingqing was wearing a white shirt, a gray and black striped pleated skirt, a pair of white stockings on her legs, and a pair of black leather shoes.
A set of JK outfit.
Yes, I know how to wear it, and I have a good figure. I really look good in JK. It’s not a double ponytail, which is not cute, but a ponytail that exposes the whole face, which is a mature schoolgirl style.
It is said that a beautiful woman can only test whether she is a real beauty if she combs her hair up. Those with bangs and hair on both sides wrapping their faces mostly have ugly and big faces.
Very few girls dare to do this. Their whole face is exposed, and all their facial features are exposed. This is basically a 360-degree blind spot before they dare to go out like this.
"I got up quite early, it's only eight o'clock, and I still have an hour to go to work," Xu Qingqing said.
"Don't you check the company email? Everyone gathered at 8:30. Minister Gu sent it last night. There is probably a big order or something tricky. Four groups need to work together. This is for you.
Coffee, toast, and egg tarts." Zhao Mingyang handed a paper bag to Xu Qingqing.
"Company email? I really haven't looked at that one. Now that we all have WeChat, why do we still use the company email to send it?" Xu Qingqing took out a piece of egg tart and said.
"The company's mailbox will not be cancelled, and it will not be canceled in the next few decades. This is because the superiors do not give the subordinates a chance to refute and question. The subordinates can just follow the orders issued by the superiors, and the mailboxes are reviewed layer by layer.
Yes, some of them are directly quoted and forwarded, which can avoid their own risks and find the root cause of accidents."
The car was stuck on the road, and the original ten-minute drive was estimated to take twenty minutes or even half an hour.
After the number limit, driving in Shanghai becomes more troublesome. Odd and even numbers have no impact on the rich. Originally, these people only have more than one car. For ordinary people, just sell the car. There is a stage of application.
Second-hand cars in Shanghai are really cheap, because private cars have become a burden for many people in Shanghai.
"What big event will happen that requires everyone to arrive half an hour early?" Xu Qingqing asked curiously.
"It won't be a big thing. Otherwise, we would have been notified to go to the company last night. It should be a big project that requires everyone to be on hand. It is more likely that a higher-level person will come over today and let us go there in advance."
Get ready." Zhao Mingyang said.
"Where's the Lingshi Palace Company?" Xu Qingqing said.
"Who knows, we'll find out when we get there."
While Zhao Mingyang and Xu Qingqing were chatting, a whistle suddenly broke their chat.
Driving side by side, Zhao Mingyang was on the left, and the driver of a black Mustang coupe on the right whistled at Xu Qingqing. This was obviously looking for trouble.
Zhao Mingyang turned to look at the other person. The other person was a young man with dyed yellow hair, wearing earrings, holding a cigarette on the car door, chewing gum in his mouth, and the music in the car was DJ dance music.
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Sitting in the co-pilot of the other party was a woman with a spiky hair and tattoos on her arms. She was probably not a couple, but playmates hanging out together.
"Beauty, please add us on WeChat. Let's get to know each other. Stop pretending. You look like a coquettish type at first glance." The other party lay on the car door, exposed her head and said to Xu Qingqing.
Xu Qingqing wanted to close the car window and ignore this kind of person. Zhao Mingyang looked at the green light ahead and asked Xu Qingqing to give way. He tilted the seat back, then took a deep breath and took a precise breath.
He spat into the man's mouth. This move requires practice, and then stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
The car behind Zhao Mingyang also followed. Zhao Mingyang was turning left, and the other person was going straight. Through the rearview mirror, he saw that the other person was vomiting, with a look of death on his face, as if he had chewing gum stuck. The scene was very disgusting, and he vomited.
There are foreign objects on my car door.
"You are so disgusting." Xu Qingqing said.
"Does spitting mean you have to spit into the trash can? You can't spit anywhere, right? I am a responsible person and I have always done my duty and done things honestly. It is right for me to spit into the trash can."
Xu Qingqing(⊙o⊙)…
It seems to be true, but it is indeed disgusting. It makes me sick just thinking about it.
"Aren't you afraid that the other party will catch up?" Xu Qingqing said.
"When he catches me, the most I can do is say sorry. There is no law against spitting into other people's mouths, right? If he wants to beat me, I will hit the ground and I will make hundreds of thousands in an instant.
If he doesn't have money, I'll let him know what it feels like to be stepped on.
I'm not bragging, just for his virtue, I taught him how to behave in every minute. This kind of person is afraid of a hammer." Zhao Mingyang is right. No matter whether he bought this Mustang or rented it, he can be provoked in Shanghai.
My Lord, Zhao Mingyang really doesn't take this kind of people seriously. No matter in his past life or now, after staying in Shencheng for a long time, who doesn't have any connections?
The car was parked in the underground garage of the company's office building. At this time, Sun Chengwei's A7 also drove in, and Bu Fenjin's car also drove in.
Others saw Xu Qingqing and Zhao Mingyang coming to the company together. The two got out of a car, each holding a cup of coffee. The most important thing is that Zhao Mingyang was wearing a white shirt, a pair of black casual pants and a pair of leather shoes today.
, it looks like he and Xu Qingqing are wearing couple's clothes.
"You guys came quite early." Bu Fenjin looked at the two of them and said.
"Are you living together?!" Sun Chengwei asked angrily.
