Rebirth: If the school beauty is not sweet, why should I lick her?

In the next half month.

Zhou Jiangnan had a fulfilling life.

He would go to his coach to practice driving, and occasionally he would give him a pack of cigarettes, so he would be in his hands most of the time.

He would set up a stall at night.

Although he had grabbed a good position, others didn't dare to make trouble because they saw that he was tall and strong, with tiger head tattoos on his arms from time to time, and a big gold chain hanging around his neck.

Zhou Jiangnan's social appearance was of course fake.

The tiger head was a tattoo sticker he made, which was completely invisible if you didn't look carefully. When he wanted to remove it, he just washed it with alcohol or toothpaste and it was gone.

The big gold chain on his neck was just a cheap stall product, the kind that would float in water.

In order to look stylish, he also specially bought an exaggerated shirt and sunglasses, which he only wore when he was setting up a stall.

Then he would occasionally make calls with his mobile phone, saying harsh words like "kill him", "break his legs", "do you want me to help" and so on.

In fact, if you look closely, the screen of the mobile phone is all black.

He did this to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Sure enough, the vendors around him kept their distance, and most customers didn't dare to buy things when they saw him like this.

Zhou Jiangnan didn't care, his target customers were not these honest and good citizens.

Those spirited girls who ride ghost fire and dye their hair are the target.

In this era, in a sixth-tier city like Lingjiang, people who wear stockings are either wealthy ladies who are ahead of the trend.

Or they are little girls who don't care about reputation and are sexually liberated.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this thing is a sex toy, and wearing it is not a serious person.

Zhou Jiangnan set up a stall in a Buddhist way, and as a result, he sold hundreds of pairs of stockings in half a month, and made nearly a thousand yuan after deducting the cost.

Sure enough, if you want to make money, you have to take a different approach, and working honestly is useless.

He calculated the time, the early admission has been completed, and the first batch of undergraduate admissions in Sichuan Province will begin in a few days.

Old Zhou had already spread the word at home that he would hold a banquet for his college entrance exam after receiving the admission letter.

Zhou Jiangnan let him do whatever he wanted, after all, the college entrance exam was a major event in the eyes of his parents.

During this period, the demolition office called him almost every other day, and all they said was to persuade him to sign and agree to the demolition.

Occasionally, they would say something harsh, such as forced demolition or planning and diversion if he didn't sign.

Zhou Jiangnan was dismissive.

Who were they trying to scare?

So far, no household in that area has signed.

As for planning and diversion, that was nonsense. How could a small county town change a national-level road network?

It wasn't that he was asking for too much, the key point was that 610 square meters was too low.

He had to pay more.

After another two days of bargaining, the demolition office called again.

"Hey, Director Su, don't rush me. I'm very busy. If I agree to that little money, others will chase me home and beat me to death."

As soon as the phone was answered, Zhou Jiangnan practiced Tai Chi skillfully, and Su Hailiang frowned on the other side of the microphone.

After many interactions, the two became familiar with each other. Zhou Jiangnan knew that the other party's surname was Su and he was the deputy director of the demolition office.

Su Hailiang knew that Zhou Jiangnan was not as harmless as he seemed on the surface.

This kid is a little sly, and he is very careful in what he says and does.

He said in a deep voice: "Okay, don't beat around the bush with me. Come over now. I'll call our director and he wants to talk to you in person."

More than half a month has passed, and there has been no progress in the demolition work. Every household is a veteran. The only hope for a breakthrough is Zhou Jiangnan.

"Okay, you guys have to pay for my dinner."

Zhou Jiangnan threw a pair of black silk stockings to a coquettish woman in a short leather skirt, ignored the peaches she was squatting on, and skillfully packed up his stall and left.

The woman watched him ride on the bicycle, stamped her feet and cried: "Handsome guy, you haven't given me the change yet."

"Nineteen dollars and eighty, round it up, twenty is just right after removing the decimal."

The handsome guy waved his hand on the wheel.

"Oh... that's not right, shouldn't you round it off for me?" When the woman realized it, the shadow of the bicycle was gone, and she was so angry that her stomach hurt.

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"Master, please help watch it."

Zhou Jiangnan threw the snakeskin bag in the hall of the demolition office, greeted the security guard and walked in.

The security guard was used to it, and he was very puzzled when he smoked the cigarette he handed over. Why did this kid always bring a snakeskin bag?

To put money in it?

If he didn't know the details, he wouldn't have let this fancy-dressed guy in so easily.

As soon as Zhou Jiangnan entered the room, Su Hailiang rushed over impatiently and grabbed him to the director's office.

"Xiao Zhou, have a good talk with the director later. Harmony brings wealth. Don'tXu is being unreasonable. "

"Don't worry, Mr. Su, I, Zhou, have always won people over with my virtue."

The two of them went into the director's office together and talked for more than an hour before coming out.

When Zhou Jiangnan left, he walked briskly, and Su Hailiang was also very happy.

Damn it, after talking for so long, they finally broke the ice. If they don't open the door again, the county will hold a meeting to scold them.

He was actually a little grateful to Zhou Jiangnan, because with him taking the lead, it was like breaking a hole in the fortress, and the subsequent breakthrough work would be relatively easier.

In fact, the director's demolition base price for Zhou Jiangnan did not increase much, 600 yuan per square meter, but An additional reward was added for the first person to reach an agreement.

Zhou Jiangnan was quite satisfied. His four houses were calculated based on a total area of ​​800 square meters, and the compensation was 480,000 yuan.

Then an additional reward of 40,000 yuan was given, adding up to a total of 520,000 yuan, which averaged out to 650 yuan per square meter.

This had already reached his psychological price, so there was no need to continue to bargain.

Dinner was cold pork head with porridge, Su Hailiang treated him, and Zhou Jiangnan ate with his mouth full of oil.

"Teacher Su, I have signed the agreement. When will the money arrive?"

"You hand in the keys, and the money will arrive at the latest within seven working days. This time, the funds are used for specific purposes and will not be delayed. "

Su Hailiang's face was complicated. In addition to the excitement of completing the first demolition task, he also felt a little absurd.

He had worked in the township for a lifetime. He finally became the deputy director with the help of his brother-in-law. He was almost fifty years old and his savings were only a little over 100,000.

Zhou Jiangnan, a young man, was about the same age as his son. In the blink of an eye, he had become a nouveau riche with 500,000.

Damn it, damn it.

"What's wrong? Is your stomach uncomfortable?" Seeing his face change, Zhou Jiangnan asked.

Su Hailiang shook his head: "No, I just feel a little unbalanced. Why don't I have a son like you?"

"Don't worry, you can find a son-in-law like me."

"Bullshit, I don't have a daughter either, but I have a beautiful niece."

"How beautiful?"

"Very beautiful, you don't deserve her. My sister said she is the school belle of a middle school."

"Tsk, Lao Su, you are not talking about Zhao Wanwan, right? "

Zhou Jiangnan was stunned for a moment. The surname of this fifty-year-old man is Su, and Zhao Wanwan's mother is also surnamed Su. Could he be Zhao Wanwan's uncle?

Su Hailiang was also stunned: "Do you know Wanwan?"

"Nonsense, I am also a schoolmaster, okay? Who doesn't know the school beauty?"

"Fuck! You can also study in a schoolmaster?"

Old Su was completely depressed, and the pork head meat was no longer fragrant.