The road to whitewashing for the male supporting role

Chen Jingran looked at him and smiled, "What kind of service?"

Seeing the playfulness in his eyes, Xie Liang'an snorted lightly, ignored him, and turned his head for a moment with an inexplicable strange look in his eyes.

The clenched fist, the nails didn't sink into the flesh, but it was so painful that it was thrown away. There was a thought in his heart that kept clamoring, but he didn't know what he was clamoring for.

After arriving at the place, Xie Liang'an took Chen Jingran to a house type with ease and skillfully, and explained to him, "This house type is very good, take a look, and the location is also good. I have seen the greenery done. Very good, especially there is a rose garden inside, the roses grow very vigorously, and this kind of house..."

The salesman who came from the side stood by, feeling as if his job had been robbed.

But he knew Xie Liangan as a client, and he had visited this apartment many times, but he had never bought it. He looked at the gentleman next to him, and saw that although he was dressed in a low-key manner, he was full of extraordinary bearing, giving him a sense of extravagance.

It vaguely gave him the feeling that the house might be sold today.

Chen Jingran listened to Xie Liang'an babbling to him, and looked at the salesman standing beside him with a smile, "Get the contract."

The salesman on the side was full of surprise when he heard this sentence, "Okay, sir, please wait a moment." After speaking, he left quickly.

Xie Liang'an touched his arm, "You just decided not to look at the house? Do you know how much this house costs?"

Chen Jingran tilted his head and looked at him, "If you like it, I have to buy it for you even if I lose my fortune."

Hearing such a joking sentence, Xie Liang'an actually felt that he was serious, and his heart was knocked.

An inexplicable gaze was placed on his face, and he couldn't look away.

The heartbeat is very strong.

It wasn't until the salesman came over with the contract that he turned his attention to other matters.

Chen Jingran asked Jing Mushu to transfer some of the money from the plate to him last night. He now has more than [-] million in his hands, and the liquidity in his hands is more than that of some small companies.

But for the villa that Xie Liang'an is optimistic about is just enough, that villa is located in the noble area, not only because of the terrain but also because the feng shui there is very good.

Seeing the 2000 million written in the contract, Chen Jingran's face did not change at all. After he was optimistic that there were no traps in the contract, he threw it to Xie Liang'an without any muddle and asked him to sign and press his fingerprints. It seemed that to him it was 300 million, 30 Wan yes.

Eight contracts were signed at once, making Xie Liang'an a little dizzy.

The salesman looked at the signed contract, and couldn't bear the joy on his face, "Sir, drink tea first, let me go and back up the contract, and then complete the certificate and the next process."

Xie Liang'an was still blindfolded on the way back, holding the real estate certificate and contract in his hand, and returned home with a dazed expression on his face.

Sun Qingqian saw him come back with a smirk on his face, and threw the pillow at him, "Did you go out and pick up some money?"

"I'll let you see something, don't scream later." He walked over and carefully took the real estate certificate and contract in front of him, "Look!"

"What the hell did you buy in such a mysterious way?" I thought it was an ordinary commercial house, after all, Xie Liang'an was rich, and he knew it all along.

But when he saw that it was a villa and the transaction amount, he stared at him with wide eyes, "What did you do, how can you afford so much house? You are being taken care of by rich people, Xie Liang'an, please explain to me today Explain the history of this house!"

Seeing his fuss, Xie Liang'an pouted, "What do you mean by explaining the origin of this house, and what origin can this house be used for? This is what I earned."

"What did you earn? Do you think you are an entrepreneur? You can earn [-] million!"

"I earned it."

In the end, Sun Qingqian didn't pry out the origin of the house from him, but was pissed off.

His cousin has been withdrawn since he was a child. He looks smiling on the surface, but in fact he has always been out of group. Otherwise, he would not have been brought here by his mother to share the rent with him. The key is that he pays for the water and electricity bills.

Forget about money, after all, my cousin didn't seem to have any special hobbies other than money since he was a child, and he is the only child of his uncle.

But this time he was obviously taking a detour. How could he take out the [-] million?

When he was furious, an auction was being held in the city. It was too difficult to raise a wife. Chen Jingran decided on things like jade pendants, table benches and fabrics.

Although the plates are quite valuable, if you sell too many at one time, the price will be depressed.

But the set of plates is worth the money.

For half a month, Bai Yili didn't see Chen Jingran, which made him not only breathless, but also thought that he was planning to make some big move behind his back.

Yu Shijin always hated him in his heart, especially the shares held by Chen Jingran, which made him a little hard to let go.

Without his knowledge, Chen Jingran exchanged 10% of the odd shares of their company with a stack of plates. In addition to the shares given by Mr. Bai, he now owns 13%.

As far as he knows, the Bai family only has 46% of the company's shares, but after all, the rest of the shares are too scattered, and everyone else basically holds the shares of the Bai family's company.

It's not a threat to them.

After those old men bought a house next to Chen Jingran and lived there, they basically spent every day at Chen Jingran's place.

Whenever Chen Jingran eats, it makes them feel distressed. The table he uses is from the Qing Dynasty, and the plates he uses are from the Tang Dynasty. Fortunately, the chopsticks in his hand are made of silver, but they are modern.

They were so scared that Chen Jingran would accidentally break a bowl and a plate, and the more they were afraid, the more they would do something.

When they were playing chess in Chen Jingran's yard, they suddenly heard crackling in the kitchen, the sound of broken porcelain.

A few old guys ran towards the kitchen quickly with straight old bones, and when they saw a pile of broken plates on the floor, they pointed at Chen Jingran breathlessly, "You——why did you break the plates so carelessly?" so much?"

Chen Jingran looked innocent, "My hand slipped."

A few well-known old men squatted on the ground picking up pieces of plates, looking like they wanted to cry, but these plates belonged to other people, and the owner broke them himself, so they couldn't say too much.

But my heart hurts and is bleeding!

Xie Liang'an, who was running errands to help Chen Jingran deliver things, looked at the old gentlemen who were squatting on the ground picking up the plate fragments, and was a little puzzled, "If the plate is broken, don't pick it up, it will be bad if you scratch your hands."

Mr. Jing looked at him with resentment on his face, "This is not a plate, this is culture, and this is RMB. Take a good look at your partner and see how big his heart is. He smashed hundreds of millions of plates just like this." .”