Tang Lin is always serious and a little nervous in front of the female mayor. How can I put it, he is a real man; he is very relaxed and cheerful around Chu Feifei, seemingly heartless; he is very steady in front of Tang Guo.
He is very loving and a caring brother; when facing Li Hongjie, he always has a little bit of sadness and careful protection; as for Liang Shuang, of course he can't help but look at him more every time, he is very bold and hot; Zhang Panpan tells the truth
When I meet you, I will definitely think about doing that first and enjoy myself.
Now he is habitually rude in front of the youngest, and talks about a 15-year contract, which gives the youngest, who had just been relieved, a splitting headache again.
"How about I sell it to you for life? You, a small company with a registered capital of only 50 million, want to sign me for 15 years? Is your head okay? I don't believe you at all. I just said you should think about it seriously. If you can take over this place and be a gangster,
Leopard Headquarters is just one of them. Of course, I am very fair in this matter. If you feel that I am not worthy of so many conditions, you can give up at any time, and I have no objection at all."
Tang Lin raised his hand and touched his nose, "Do you think I'm going to give up? You're tired just after getting off the plane, so go to the room and rest first. There are a total of 7 houses in this backyard. You can choose whatever you want."
The youngest was not polite to him, and chose the first one on the right, the one closest to the Moon Gate where it was best to escape. She was still autistic at heart and did not trust Tang Lin. This was completely her instinctive choice. She went in
Fatty also came in holding his Yuelai Inn signboard. The signboard was made of solid wood, high-quality red pine. The wood grain was maintained and only a layer of varnish was painted on it to prevent corrosion, so it was very heavy.
Tang Lin laughed when he saw it. He slowly sat down on the wicker chair and leaned back comfortably. In fact, the specially customized parasol was covered with a tall and well-made large locust tree that covered the sky and the sun. At first glance,
We knew from the past that the tree was very old, and it was thick enough for Tang Lin to carry it by himself.
The parasol is just to prevent leaves and insects from falling on the table when eating and drinking tea under the tree. The green crown, the light yellow parasol, the solid wood sitting position, the brown wicker chair with the large black and white cushions, everything,
Tang Lin had to admit that he fell deeply in love with this place the moment he walked in.
Just like the youngest, he is reluctant to leave once he comes. This is Jiujing City. If this is really regarded as the global headquarters of the Black Panther, then any high-level guests who have been here will definitely have a better impression. Let's talk under this big locust tree.
In business, people's mood will be surprisingly good, and the probability of success will be surprisingly high.
However, he had to talk to the fat man seriously about this matter without the youngest son present. It was no small matter. "Are you really willing to take it off? If I'm guessing right, this is the capital of your net worth. You should have saved up through hard work over the years.
Use them all here!" The fat man carefully placed the wooden sign against the big locust tree, then sat down with a smile, and directly pressed an inconspicuous red button on the left side of the wooden table, and the flat wooden table opened automatically.
A tea ceremony tool slowly emerged from inside, and then the wooden table returned to its original shape, but now they could drink tea.
Making tea is not complicated. The water is boiled electronically. The fat man's chubby white hands are actually flying up and down very dexterously, like busy butterflies. Tang Lin looked a little dumbfounded. He somewhat admired this fat man who was so versatile because he didn't know how to make tea.
I know tea ceremony but don't know how to make tea. I never thought that a fat guy could do this job so smoothly. If I use the old saying in Jiujing City, this should be called playing ticket.
"The best Dahongpao, try it, Brother Bing, haha." Fatty Fatty has always respected Tang Lin, and has always called him Brother Bing. It seems that he has known Tang Lin for a long time, and seems to be a life-long friend. It seems that he will never change in his life. No matter what
Is this a temporary illusion given to Tang Lin by Fatty Fatty? But Tang Lin enjoys this kind of brotherhood at the moment. It is like rain hitting banana trees, crisp, powerful and free of impurities. Fatty Fatty has a strong sense of loyalty and shrewdness in himself.
Xiao Jiujiu, but what Tang Lin felt more was his respect and sincerity for him.
Tang Lin picked up the small brown pottery tea cup. It was very interesting and fun. He took a sip. Well, the fragrance immediately filled his mouth and nose. The hot water flowed down his esophagus. It felt like thousands of horses on the grassland.
He couldn't help but drink it all in one gulp, and the fat man immediately filled it up for him again.
"It's not bad. I have been practicing this skill for several years. My sister has been flying these days. In fact, my favorite place is here when she is not flying. Last time you were in Jiujing City, this place was being partially renovated. The cobblestones and the
The custom-made aquarium with constant temperature all year round was built at that time. I wish I had brought you here earlier! I know you won’t use my place in vain, but this place is a bit special. It is not like this originally. This is actually my old yard.
It was not originally a courtyard house, but I built it myself later, deliberately imitating the old style. In fact, the blue bricks and tiles used in the construction are indeed old goods, and the cost is not low. But my sister also has half of it here..."
Tang Lin was stunned, "Is your sister also involved? Fatty, you didn't mean to trick me, did you? Let me tell you that I am very serious about discussing business with you now."
The fat man's expression became serious, "It's true. In principle, this is actually my sister's place. Because we separated when we moved to our new home, this old yard was given to my sister. I later spent money to build it.
Then my sister said that we should share half of this courtyard, because I can’t live in such a big house anyway. But this is also a secret between my sister and me, and that’s how it is. Brother Bing, do you understand?”
Tang Lin nodded seriously, but his balls suddenly ached. This place turned out to be Deng Zijun's property. Alas, to be honest, he would rather discuss business one-on-one with the fat man from a businessman's perspective. But it involves Deng Zijun, what should I say?
Well, if he insists on taking over this yard, he is clearly trying to take advantage of others.
Besides, he couldn't afford it at all. The courtyard itself was well built and the location was good. It was a quiet place in the middle of the hustle and bustle. What was more important and implicit was that in the current era of Jiujing City, where every inch of land was at a premium, the fat man had actually achieved the highest status in the city.
The right to build on your own in your old yard is an extraordinary ability and value.
This value definitely exceeded the money spent to build the courtyard itself, Tang Lin understood. That was why he had a headache. Originally, he had planned to discuss the rental price with the fat man, but since he couldn't afford it, he had no choice but to rent it.
The fat man seemed to notice that he was feeling uncomfortable, and immediately reminded with a smile, "Brother Bing, you don't have to think so much. You are in the entrepreneurial period and are doing big things. My sister has never paid much attention to money. Although our family is not rich,
Dagui, but the money I have earned over the years is enough for them to enjoy their lives, so it depends on how you talk about it. As for me, I have no problem. I will do what I say. Fat people are never good at beauty.