Liu Handong is not a suspicious person, nor can he understand the intricate and entangled relationships behind this unfinished building. He believes in Brother Qi's character and the belief he holds deep in his heart.
"Why don't you come with me so that I can take care of you?" Qi Qingyu said.
Now Liu Handong was in a dilemma. He was Shu Fan's driver now. It might not be a good idea to ask for leave just after starting work, so he asked: "When are you going to go?"
"It's not a big deal if I go there on the weekend. I just want to treat people to dinner."
"Oh, I should be able to go."
Qi Qingyu was very happy and invited Liu Handong to have a drink. Liu Handong readily agreed. The two set up a small table, peeled four preserved eggs, and drank small packages of oil-salt peanuts with white wine.
Suddenly Liu Handong remembered something, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Ma Ling, reporting his location and what he was doing. After coming out of the detention center, he was equipped with two mobile phones, one for daily communication and the other specifically for Ma Ling.
Ling is on 24 hours a day and disappears if he doesn't play again.
After drinking a little wine, Liu Handong was not drunk at all. He drove back to Huanghua Community, walked into the new landlord, and looked around. The more he looked around, the happier he became. Although the property rights of this house were not in his hands, as long as he did not leave Qingshi Hi-tech, the theory
You have permanent right of residence, which is no different from buying a house by yourself.
He couldn't help calling Ma Ling over.
Five minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Liu Handong opened the door. Ma Ling stood at the door wearing slippers, with a surprised look on his face: "What's going on in this house?"
"How about the welfare of the unit? Let's take a tour." Liu Handong said proudly.
Ma Ling threw off his slippers and walked barefoot on the smooth solid wood floor. He marveled: "I know this house. The original owner sold it for 900,000 yuan at the beginning of the year. It was renovated for several weeks. My mother was still watching when the furniture was put in."
Come on, I didn’t expect that the house was bought by Qingshi Hi-Tech. Why did they buy an old house in Huanghua Community? They might as well buy a house with a river view."
"If I said they bought it specially for me, would you believe it?" Liu Handong said with a smile.
"You are so beautiful." Ma Ling took out her cell phone, "I'll call my mother over to take a look."
"I'll call you later." Liu Handong picked up Ma Ling, walked into the bedroom and threw her on the bed.
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Ma Ling drew a circle on Liu Handong's chest and said with great longing, "We will live in this house from now on. There are many rooms anyway. It's okay to bring your mother over to live with us. It would be great if we all live in the same community. I'll drive
For the bus, you drive a small car, and the driver family will raise a small driver in the future..."
The two of them burst out laughing, feeling infinitely happy.
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The next day was Friday. Liu Handong came to the villa on time to pick up She Xiaoqing and Shu Fan. On the way, he mentioned the issue of rest tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Before She Xiaoqing could say anything, Shu Fan agreed, saying that he didn’t have to work on statutory rest days. If he had anything to do, he could go there.
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The car drove to the vicinity of the Jiangda High School. The road ahead was congested and horns were honking one after another. Three buses occupied most of the road. Private cars were driving in the wrong direction. Electric vehicles were trying to find every opportunity. The traffic jam was so tight that it was estimated that it would not be able to clear the road for half an hour.
Shu Fan and She Xiaoqing had to get out of the car and walk to school. Liu Handong noticed that a high school student in school uniform also got out of a Jetta taxi in front of him. He looked at the license plate number again and saw that it was Zhang Aimin's car, so he honked the horn. Zhang Aimin
He looked back and greeted happily: "Xiao Liu, you've got a good car."
"Driving for the boss, why are you here doing work? There are always traffic jams here." Liu Handong said.
"Isn't that right? I am sending my son to school. He is in his third year of high school and will soon be admitted to college." Zhang Aimin said proudly.
After chatting for a while, the traffic police began to divert the traffic and the traffic moved slowly. Zhang Aimin quickly got into the car, Liu Handong also sat back and drove away at a fast speed.
In the afternoon, Liu Handong picked up Shu Fan and She Xiaoqing and went to the Four Seasons Hotel to attend a charity gala. The hotel parking lot was filled with luxury cars, banners were hung in front of the door, and many well-dressed guests stood in the lobby.
As a driver, Liu Handong didn't have to go in. He only had to wait outside. He saw a familiar Bentley. Yu Xiaodong got out of the car and greeted him, saying that he was here to see Mr. Long. The two started chatting, and Liu Handong realized that this was
The mayor's wife held a charity sale party to raise funds for poor students and lonely elderly people. Famous entrepreneurs from Omi and even Koto were invited.
"Do you know who the mayor's wife is?" Yu Xiao asked with a wink.
Liu Handong said: "I don't know, but I know that the man who fucked her must be very powerful, and the man who fucked her mother must be very powerful."
Yu Xiaodong slapped his thigh: "Brother Dong, hit the nail on the head. The mayor's wife's husband is Secretary Xu of the Provincial Party Committee and the top leader in Jiangdong."
Liu Handong became puzzled: "Secretary Xu transferred his son-in-law to be the mayor of the provincial capital, didn't he avoid suspicion?"
Yu Xiaodong said: "The mayor is not the secretary of the municipal party committee, and he is not on the Standing Committee. Besides, he does not avoid relatives when promoting talents. Mayor Liu is the only one who can revitalize Omi's economy."
"Oh, my surname is Liu, and my family is with me."
"Yes, Mayor Liu is young. He is the youngest deputy provincial cadre in Jiangdong Province. He is born in the 1970s and is less than forty years old. He is handsome, highly educated, and married to the daughter of the provincial party secretary.
"My life is really wonderful." Yu Xiaodong said with joy and excitement.
In the large multi-functional hall on the second floor of the Four Seasons Hotel, a charity sale is going on. What is being auctioned now is a landscape painting donated by the mayor’s wife, Ms. Xu. It is the work of Secretary Xu of the Provincial Party Committee, with high mountains and surging rivers. The painting boldly uses a lot of
red.
"The name of this painting is "Red Rivers and Mountains". The starting price is 50,000 yuan. The bidding is now open." The host is a professional auctioneer invited by the organizer from Christie's. He is in a suit and leather shoes and has a personable demeanor.
Someone immediately offered a bid of 60,000, and then gradually raised it to 100,000, 120,000, and 200,000, but the big entrepreneurs sitting in the front row were still chatting and laughing and did not bid.
When the price reached 500,000, An Xin held up a sign and quoted 1 million, and there was a burst of exclamation.
"One million, is there anyone with a higher bid?" The auctioneer looked around the audience.
Someone held up a sign, it was Yang Qing sitting next to Long Kaijiang, "Add 500,000."
"Okay, now it's 1.5 million. The painting "Red Country" with a low price of 50,000 is now auctioned for 1.5 million. Is there anyone who bids higher?"
An Xin raised his sign and added 100,000.
Not to be outdone, Yang Qing added another hundred thousand.
The auction turned into a battle between Qingshi Hi-Tech and the Long Consortium. Everyone was happy to watch the excitement. Qingshi Hi-Tech was committed to the development of new energy and battery production, while the Long Consortium was engaged in real estate and finance. They were both wealthy owners. It was hard to say who would win.
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An Xin's psychological price is two million. In terms of artistic value, Secretary Xu's paintings are only worth five hundred yuan, of which four hundred yuan is still the value of decoration and scroll wood, but its added value is great, especially
In an occasion like a charity bazaar, the price you bid represents the sincerity of the company. Two million is already a sky-high price.
The price soared to 1.8 million. Yang Qing and Long Kaijiang murmured a few words and bid another 1.9 million.
An Xin smiled and held up the sign, "Two million."
This time Yang Qing stopped following and made a sign of submission.
An Xin nodded in greeting. In fact, the trading fair is just a performance. The Long Group's financial resources are not as good as before. Everyone tacitly cooperates in the performance, which not only raises the price, but also attracts attention. Why not do it.
"The first time in two million."
"Two million times for the second time."
Just as the auctioneer's hammer was about to fall, someone at the end of the seat held up a placard, and a lazy voice sounded: "Five million."
Everyone turned around and saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy sitting in the last row. He was wearing a star-studded evening dress, with his legs crossed and his toes swaying.
Everyone started whispering, not knowing this guy very well.
The young man saw Shu Fan in the crowd and blew a kiss to her.
Shu Fan recognized that this boy was the one from the High School Affiliated to Jiang University, the one who drove the sports car.
"Five million! The current bid for "Red Country" is five million. Is there any higher price? Let's see if there are any dark horses. The first time is five million, the second time is five million, and the third time is five million.
times, deal!"
When the hammer fell, the ink painting with a base price of 50,000 yuan increased in value a hundred times, and was bought by a mysterious customer for a sky-high price of 5 million.
The mayor's wife Xu Jiaojiao was very surprised. She called the staff over and asked in a low voice: "Which company took the photo?"
The staff member said: "The seat belongs to Shifeng Group, and the child should be Wang Shifeng's son."
Xu Jiaojiao nodded, keeping Shifeng Group in mind.
Next, some artworks and luxury goods donated by entrepreneurs were auctioned, and An Xin finally spent the two million.
After the auction, there was a buffet-style dinner. The price per guest was 2,800 yuan. Xu Jiaojiao wore a floor-length purple evening gown, Swarovski jewelry, and held a champagne glass in her hand. She talked and laughed happily.
"I heard that the mayor's wife is almost forty years old. She looks so young and has a good temperament. Look how elegant and generous she is, just like a queen." She Xiaoqing was dumbfounded.
"No worries, naturally young." An Xin came up with a glass of wine and started chatting with Xu Jiaojiao. This was the first time the two met. Xu Jiaojiao is a child of a high-ranking official, but she has no arrogance or domineering air.
On the contrary, he is very approachable, generous and decent, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.
"Why isn't Mr. Xia here?" Xu Jiaojiao asked with a smile.
"He is in poor health and still has rejection after the liver transplant surgery..."
"Oh, then you must get more rest. I know an old Chinese medicine doctor who has folk prescriptions to protect the liver..."
The two hit it off and chatted about their children. Xu Jiaojiao said: "I originally accompanied my son to study in the UK, but later I felt that the impact was not good. My husband is a leader in China, but my family members are abroad. This is not a naked official.
Well, our family member said that he must return to China, so I brought my son back."
An Xin said: "Yes, Mr. Xia's daughter was also studying in the United States. She returned to China this month and is a sophomore in high school at the High School Affiliated to Jiangnan University."
"What a coincidence, my son is also in the attached middle school."
"What a coincidence, which class?"
"In Class 5, I don't want to put pressure on my children, so I didn't choose the top class."
"Our Xiaofan is also in class five. Let me call her over to get acquainted with her." An Xin looked back, but she couldn't see Shu Fan anymore. She only saw Wang Shifeng's son hugging two people.