Chapter 27 It's okay to move, but you need to pay more!
"Both my parents died when I was eight years old. They spent too little time together and separated a lot during their lifetime, so they didn't even leave me a family photo."
In the passenger seat, Zhang Ruoyu ate fried dough sticks and soy milk, and said solemnly: "I have lived in this house for eighteen years. It carries all my youth and memories. It is also the only thought left by my parents."
After a good night's sleep, Han Jiangxue's skin was rosy and could be broken by blows.
Although I was a little dissatisfied with Zhang Ruoyu's backbiting, I felt relieved after hearing his explanation.
Besides, I slept very soundly last night.
Can I, Han Jiangxue, change my bed and stop sleeping?
Seeing the sad look on Zhang Ruoyu's face, Han Jiangxue said calmly: "Forget it if you don't want to move. I have the final say whether this building will be demolished or not."
"We are a couple after all, and I don't want to make it difficult for you." Zhang Ruoyu stuffed half a fried dough stick into his mouth and slurred. "You can move, but you have to pay extra."
Han Jiangxue frowned, suddenly feeling that this bastard was not unreasonable.
At least, he knows to think about himself.
"You name a price." Han Jiangxue pursed her lips and said.
Of course, everyone is happy to be able to move. I don't have to live in a dangerous building or sleep on the floor.
The group's projects can also proceed smoothly. Without this land, the loss will be at least 100 million.
"One billion." Zhang Ruoyu said loudly. "Family love cannot be measured by money. Xiaoxue, you should understand that the reason why I made the concession was entirely because of you."
Han Jiangxue's face turned cold, knowing that she had been tricked by this bastard again.
He has never thought about moving at all, but he is still acting like that. Isn’t it disgusting?
"You can obviously just go grab the money, but you still want to give me a house." Han Jiangxue said with a straight face. "You are such a good person!"
"One family does not speak two languages." Zhang Ruoyu took out a wrinkled pass from his pocket and wiped the oil stains on his hands. "This project belongs to you. If you change it to another person, I can take it."
To become a poor peasant."
Han Jiangxue shut her mouth knowingly. If she talked about it any more, her mentality would explode.
Dudu.
Han Jiangxue's cell phone rang. It was her younger brother Han Dong calling.
"Hello." Han Jiangxue said calmly.
"Sister, did my brother-in-law give you a ticket? I heard that the pass tickets were released on the market before, which made Beimang Leiting furious, and he canceled the tickets and reissued them. In my opinion, this ticket source will become more and more popular.
The more nervous you are, the more you have to ask your brother-in-law to hold on tight, otherwise you won't be able to get it."
Han Dong's nervous voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I got it." Han Jiangxue glanced at Zhang Ruoyu, who was wiping his hands with the pass, and was in a terrible mood.
"Got it? Great! Where are you, sister? I'll come and get it right away!" Han Dong said excitedly.
"He just gave me one." Han Jiangxue was a little embarrassed.
"Just one piece!" Han Dong on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "I can't control the lives of others!"
"This is mine." Han Jiangxue was used to putting on airs, and it was difficult for her to explain to her brother.
Especially explaining it in front of Zhang Ruoyu is so shameless!
"What do you mean!?" Han Dong was shocked and angry. "You won't give me a ticket? Do you want to go by yourself?"
"I was driving, and I hung up." Han Jiangxue guessed how unpleasant her brother's next words would be, so she simply hung up.
The carriage fell into silence. Zhang Ruoyu even crumpled the pass into a lump without any quality, then opened the window and threw it out.
It seemed that she was afraid that Han Jiangxue would secretly pick it up and give it to Han Dong after getting out of the car.
"There are only two days left." Han Jiangxue glanced at Zhang Ruoyu coldly. "How long will you continue to torture Xiaodong?"
"Look at what you said, how could I torture my brother-in-law?" Zhang Ruoyu narrowed his eyes and said with a smile. "Don't worry, I have made arrangements."
"Really?" Han Jiangxue was doubtful.
"When did I lie to you?" Zhang Ruoyu asked.
When did you stop lying to me?
"But I also have a concern." Han Jiangxue said calmly, with a worried look on his face.
"Say." Han Jiangxue said calmly.
"I've taken care of the matter, but I'm worried that Xiaodong will worship me too much and force you to serve me and give me a few children. You must hold on to it when the time comes." Zhang Ruoyu said cautiously, looking a little bit nervous.
It's not like it's a joke.
Han Jiangxue's face was filled with disgust and her heart was full of disdain.
Are you saving the world? It’s just a few tickets, and that’s all my Xiaodong can do?
"He doesn't dare." Han Jiangxue said coldly.
"Then I'll be relieved." Zhang Ruoyu nodded slightly and closed his eyes to rest.
I watched something exciting last night, and all I could think about was a slim waist and big butt, and I was almost harmed by Han Jiangxue several times in my dream.
This will need to be remedied.
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Binhai Academy, a certain boys' dormitory, the atmosphere is extremely depressing.
Han Dong jumped to his feet and scolded his mother, and his mentality was completely exploded.
My brother-in-law gave me the ticket, but you, Han Jiangxue, just kept it to yourself?
Why are you, a profiteer full of money, joining in the fun?
Do you know how to give a military salute?
Several buddies in the dormitory came to persuade Han Dong. Although they were disappointed, they didn't blame him.
This pass is indeed difficult to obtain. Even their Binhai Academy, only the principal is qualified to go there. Asking Han Dong to obtain four of them is as difficult as going to heaven.
At the beginning, Han Dong was somewhat concerned about ostentation and saving face.
From the moment he learned about the existence of the pass, he patted his chest in front of the whole class and promised that everyone in the class must send idols!
But now not only could the whole class not be allowed to go, but he himself was also in trouble.
He felt bad about losing face, but it was just bad.
I couldn't give my idol a ride. His face was ashen and his heart was in throbbing pain.
You can't live in an idol's style.
If you are dead, you are not even qualified to burn incense sticks.
Han Dong's heart was like the weather outside the window, with dark clouds, as if the sky was falling.
