In this life, Gao Bin lived until the end of the 20th century. He witnessed the reunification of the motherland in Xiangjiang. He closed his eyes with joy and died at the age of 107. He lived for a full century.

In Yorkshire, he is a legend, and throughout the Commonwealth, he is a great man.

Under his leadership, the Crowley family exists in economic textbooks around the world, and many of his acquisitions have been included in textbooks and passed down as classic cases.

His funeral was broadcast live to the world by the BBC, and many heads of state, including the Queen, spoke out. The scale was comparable to a state funeral.

It is worth mentioning that Gao Bin's son has been the duke heir all his life, but in the end he could not survive Gao Bin and went underground to wait for him.

The person who took over the Crowley family flag at the funeral was Gao Bin's grandson.

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In the virtual space, Gao Bin felt that his consciousness was swollen, and he felt like it was about to explode at any time. He was so frightened that he quickly asked Huahua:

"What's wrong with me?"

"Host, don't worry. You have lived too long in this life and have broken some taboos. You just need to adjust."

In fact, he should have died at the age of 82, but he was unexpectedly saved by the joint efforts of several top medical experts.

The first time he woke up, he thought he had entered a new world and almost revealed some shocking secret.

What he thought at the time was that since he had survived, it would be interesting to live a few more years and witness more history.

He found it interesting, but it frightened his family. What almost 100-year-old man could fly to the Middle East in a helicopter to watch the Kuwait war live without using crutches?

Thought you were watching the World Cup?

In order to protect his safety, the Royal Air Force even dispatched a squadron of fighter planes to escort him. There was no other way, who couldn't kneel down when he saw the father of the donor?

Furthermore, Britain was going through turmoil at that time, and Gao Bin's existence was like a stabilizing force in the economic world. Anyone could die, but he could not die. If he left, the British economy would go back 30 years.

The thing that made him tremble three times after sneezing really happened to him.

"That's good. By the way, Huahua, I think your sense of existence is getting weaker and weaker. Now not only are there no tasks, there are no rewards, and there is no benefit of drawing character cards. What the hell is going on?"

"Host, you don't have to worry about me disappearing. In fact, I will be fine on the day when your soul is gone."

Gao Bin really wanted to roll his eyes:

"Are we talking about the same thing? Forget it, just continue to help me erase useless memories. I have seen too many dirty things in my life, and I don't want to remember them forever."

"Good host, sleep peacefully, you won't remember it when you wake up."

Gao Bin felt as if someone had hit his forehead and his head was shattered, and he immediately lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I was in an office, with Huahua's message remaining in my mind: A new world has opened, a friendly reminder that this world is a fusion world.

Fusion world? What does it mean? What new gameplay is this?

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a burst of noisy slogans outside:

Work hard, work hard, work hard, work hard; work hard, work hard, work hard.

Gao Bin was a little irritable, sat up and stretched, and heard someone talking to him:

"Xiao Gao, where did you go to be cool last night? Are you so sleepy this morning?"

A greasy middle-aged uncle, who was eating greasy scallion pancakes, leaned next to Gao Bin's workstation and asked.

He hadn't had time to sort out his memory, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense at this moment, so he forced a smile and said:

"I didn't sleep well last night, so I went to the bathroom to wash my face."

"Go, go, don't you want to eat this scallion pancake? How about I..."

"Oh, I won't eat, you can do whatever you want." Gao Bin responded casually and quickly scanned the surroundings. Several young people were chatting excitedly together, and they all looked familiar.

I rushed into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, held water in my hands and splashed a few handfuls of water on my face.

Phew~comfortable!

Gao Bin shook his head subconsciously, and his cervical vertebrae made a crunching sound. Good guy, this body is so bad.

He raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror. He had an unpretentious pretty face with a clean and neat haircut. He looked good and had a sunny temperament.

Habitually open the memory gate and straighten out your background.

Gao Bin, who just passed his 30th birthday, is a senior agent of Anjia Tianxia Real Estate. He is an orphan, with poor academic performance. He entered the society early. He has worked in at least half of the 360 ​​industry. He has more experience than anyone else and has more pockets than anyone else.

Clean.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to save money, but he really can’t save it. Working hard in Shanghai, renting a house, transportation expenses, eating, drinking, and having sex, are there any things that don’t require money?

He is a normal adult male, so it’s not too much to fall in love, right?

With the spending power of these little girls now, let alone saving money, even if they don’t save money, their monthly salary and commission will not be enough.

Being a real estate agent was the longest job he had ever had. It was a good time and he really made a little money. Unfortunately, it was all wasted on the little girl.

Gao Bin cursed his stupidity in his heart and made a decisive call, calling up the phone number marked "Baby Baby".

"Hey~ I want to inform you that we broke up!"

"What? Are you sick, Gao Bin? Are you awake and talking in your sleep so early in the morning?"

"Just think that I'm sick. In short, that's it. You can rest assured to sleep with the rich second generation."

After saying that, I hung up the phone and thought to myself: This month’s salary has been saved.

Fortunately, he traveled back in time to today when his salary had just been paid. If it were two days later, the money would have nothing to do with him.

Blocked and deleted the combination set, Gao Bin shook off the water stains on his hands and stepped out of the bathroom.

He probably knows the world he is in, An Jia, Fang Sijin, but what does merging the world mean? Is it a world fused with other TV series?

Gao Bin couldn't figure it out for a while, so he ignored it and returned to his work station. Lao Xie was eating his own scallion pancake and said with a shiny mouth:

"Xiao Gao, Lao Xie told you that young people should save more money and buy a house early so that they can find someone to marry, right?"

"Yes, yes, everything Lao Xie said is right, but what, I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

Lao Xie was embarrassed and handed over the half-eaten scallion pancake:

"How about you come here?"

The corner of his mouth twitched twice, and Gao Bin turned to look at the girl on the other side who was touching her lips in front of the mirror:

"Dingying, do you have anything to eat? My scallion pancake went into Lao Xie's stomach."

"Brother, if you are not active in eating and have a problem with your thinking, how can you make such delicious scallion pancakes so cheap for Lao Xie?"

Lou Shangguan on the other side of Zhu Xianxian poked his head and said.

"It's not cheap, he's cheap for you, right? You two are foodies." Gao Bin complained and looked at Zhu Shanshan.

"I only have two bags of potato chips left here. Brother Bin, why don't you take care of it first?"

"Okay, it's better than an empty stomach."

At this time, Wang Zijian, who was wearing a suit, patted the table and said:

"Comrades, congratulate me, it's once again a success."

In a real estate agency, there is nothing more exciting than closing a deal.

Everyone came together.

"Brother Jian is awesome!"

"Jian Ge v5."

"Brother Jian, please tell me, which house is it?"

Wang Zijian looked embarrassed:

"Say it and scare you to death."

"Isn't it? Is it that haunted house?"

"There are people living in the haunted house? Male or female?"

Wang Zijian stood up:

"Female! Binzi, how do we calculate our bet?"

The two of them had made a bet before, whoever sold the haunted house would treat the other party to a restaurant.

"Okay, let me treat you to the restaurant tonight." Gao Bin was not stingy and said simply.

"I just like people like you who are willing to admit defeat!"

Everyone was having a heated discussion about where to go to kill the big money in the evening, when Fang Sijin, dragging a suitcase and wearing a rustic uniform, walked in.

"Is this Miss Fang?" Wang Zijian asked.

Seeing the other party nodding, he quickly stretched out his hand to signal:

"Please wait in the conference room for a moment while I prepare the contract."

When everyone took a look, they saw that this was the woman who bought the haunted house? She didn’t even have 8 eyes. How could she be so brave?

Lou Shangguan helped with the reception, but Fang Sijin didn't even look at him, and walked straight in, taking in the store environment as he walked.

Seeing this, Gao Bin stepped forward:

"If I'm not mistaken, you are the new house manager, right?"
To be continued...