Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

"I don't think it's fair that Dad deprived you of your inheritance without letting you try it."

"Starting tomorrow, I will let you join the company and give you three months. If you can make some achievements, I will suggest to Dad that you be the general manager of Wang's Group."

Wang Zhaomou's eyes under the lens were serious, and Wang Zhaoyun shrank into the corner subconsciously.

"You, did you dig some kind of hole and wait for me to jump down?" Wang Zhaoyun's eyes dodged, "I was in trouble for so long before, and I cried, made trouble and hanged myself, but you didn't let me into the company."

"At that time, I didn't fully control the company." Wang Zhaomou's eyes were gentle and gentle, "Dad wants you to study hard, but I know that even if you take the exam for another eight years, you will not be able to pass the college entrance examination, so I want you to enter the company early. It's also very familiar."

What Wang Zhaomou said was the truth. Wang's father forced Wang Zhaoyun to fail the college entrance examination eight times, and failed every time. People in Sucheng called him "Wang Bajie (session)". The contact was broken, and the prince didn't come back when his father died, and his life and death are unknown.

"Really, really?" Wang Zhaoyun stretched his body slowly. Although it felt a little weird, the excitement in his eyes was still unbearable. "Brother, do you really agree to let me join the company?"

"I don't tell lies." Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly, seeing Wang Zhaoyun jumping up and down in the car like a monkey, his face flushed with excitement.

"Brother, you are really my own brother!" Wang Zhaoyun hugged Wang Zhaomou happily. She always thought that he was a profiteering, greedy and ruthless profiteer. It turned out that she had misunderstood him all along!

Brother, he even said that Dad's arrangement was unfair, and he wanted to give himself a chance!

"Brother, I apologize for what I said before! I was a fool before!" Wang Zhaoyun covered his heart, his eyes were full of expectant little stars, "I go to work tomorrow?"

"Go to work tomorrow." Wang Zhaomou bowed his head and straightened his suit which was wrinkled by Wang Zhaoyun.

Laughing to death, some people really think that going to work is very happy.

Wang Zhaomou decided to give the honor of 996 and 007 to the happy guy in front of him.

"Brother, I love you!" Wang Zhaoyun confessed passionately. When the car arrived at the door, he was reluctant to get out of the car. Before getting out of the car, he turned his head and blew kisses to the people in the car.

"Let's go." Wang Zhaomou quickly directed the driver.

The driver slipped his foot on the accelerator, leaving Wang Zhaoyun with exhaust gas.

The car parked steadily in the newest villa area in Sioux City. The design here is modeled on foreign single-family villas. In front of each villa, there is a large garden and lawn. The residents here are generally either rich or expensive.

When Wang Zhaomou became an adult, he moved out of his home and lived alone. He bought this garden villa and hired a nanny and a driver. Lao Qi also met him by accident. It's a pity that he simply paid Lao Qi ten times the salary, and Lao Qi has been by his side since then, loyal and loyal.

Until 20 years later, even if Wang Zhaomou could no longer pay his salary, he followed Wang Zhaomou, and finally was driven into the river by people who took revenge on Wang's family, and never climbed up again.

Because of Leng Ye's words, he lost too much.

Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, and called Lao Qi into the villa to have dinner together. Lao Qi ate very fast. As soon as Wang Zhaomou picked up the chopsticks for a while, Lao Qi had already eaten the bowl of noodles in front of him.

"I'll bring you another bowl." The nanny's surname is Cheng, and Wang Zhaomou usually calls her Mrs. Cheng. Although Mrs. Cheng is over fifty, she is still very agile. When Lao Qi finishes eating, she immediately carries the bowl to the kitchen. Another bowl was served.

"Boss, are you feeling unwell today?" Old Qi mumbled, sensing the change in Wang Zhaomou's mood.

"A little bit." Wang Zhaomou didn't shy away from it, "Old Qi, I entrust you with something."

"Boss just say it." Lao Qi put his chopsticks away and quickly took out a notepad from his pocket.

"Look for a real estate company with a clean foundation and average operating conditions in Sioux City. It doesn't matter if there is no construction in progress, but it is best to have the right to use a piece of land on hand." In the bowl, "The most important thing is, you have to be pleasing to the eye."

Lao Qi looked at the meat in his bowl with a smile on his face, and wrote down Wang Zhaomou's words in his notebook without asking too much.

The process of re-registering and establishing a real estate company was too troublesome. The first thing Wang Zhaomou thought of was to buy ready-made products.

Before the turning point of next year, the real estate industry in Sioux City has been tepid. Although the previous Asian financial crisis did not affect Sioux City too much, the haze it produced not only enveloped the open areas, but also the real estate industry. The bubble is always alert to the banks in Sioux City.

Therefore, during this period of time, the banks in Sioux City no longer lend money easily to real estate companies. Many real estate companies hold land in their hands, but suffer from lack of funds, and can only watch the companies being dragged down little by little.

Wang Zhaomou had done some liquidation before. His current private assets are enough to buy a real estate company with land reserves in Sucheng, and enough to inject capital to make that piece of land "live", or to build up some more land, and he can make a steady profit. business.

"One more thing."

Just as Lao Qi was about to pick up his job, he saw that his boss had thought of something, and his expression was indescribably deep.

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"Sweet and savory hot chestnuts!"

Uncle Yu put his hands in his hands, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he exhaled a puff of white mist, which drifted away with the cold wind.

"It's been getting colder and colder these days." Uncle Yu turned his head and waved to the one big and one who just came out of the stall next to him, "Come here and warm up."

Ji Lianhuo was still wearing the same unlined clothes as before, but it became whiter after being washed. Ji Dabao huddled up on Ji Lianhuo's back from the cold, stuffed his fingers into the crotch pants, and warmed them with the warmth of his legs.

"Look at freezing Dabao." Uncle Yu stomped his feet and looked at the young man beside him, "Xiao Ji, you've earned a few these two days. After selling all the fruits today, why don't you go buy a padded jacket for Dabao?"

Ji Lianhuo was silent, let out a breath, and rubbed his hands.

"Hey, Xiao Ji, what's wrong with your face?" Uncle Yu suddenly saw a bruised mark on Ji Lianhuo's face, and frowned tightly.

"He lost the bet again." Ji Lianhuo's tone was flat, his eyes fixed on the street, "The creditor came to him, and he wanted to pay off the debt with Dabao."

In just a few words, Uncle Yu's heart twitched when he heard it. Xiao Ji's injury has never been broken. He doesn't talk much except for buying fruit on weekdays, and he has never taken the initiative to cause trouble. How can he become bitter This look.

"Your half of the durian is also sold out." Uncle Yu glanced at Ji Lianhuo's cart, "Why don't you set up a stall on Confucian Temple Street next to it, where you can get more sunshine from the wind."

Ji Lianhuo was silent for a long time, subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the night hunting bar opposite.

"Tsk." Seeing the boy's appearance, Uncle Yu shook his head several times.

"How many days have passed, believe it or not, the young master of the Wang family has many important things, and he has long forgotten you. Why, you still have to remember him for the rest of his life, and set up a stall here for the rest of his life?" Uncle Yu looked full of hatred. Iron is not steel, "What kind of demon are you, do I have to find a sorceress to go to hysteria for you?"

Ji Lianhuo didn't speak, and raised his hand to support Ji Dabao on his back.

"If my old man says something unpleasant, there must be many people who admire that Young Master Wang. Who are you?" Uncle Yu wanted to reprimand him a few more times, when suddenly he saw several tall and burly men walking over. , standing at a distance, a person, like a demon, wandering in the street.

"Look at it." Uncle Yu subconsciously lowered his voice, "This street is in chaos, these people are probably here to grab the land, and then they will collect protection fees. If you don't pay them, they will be as strong as a wall , you can't beat it."

Ji Lianhuo looked at a few strong men on the street. These people have been wandering around for several days in a row. Everyone seems to have a division of labor, and they seem to have little communication.

Obviously there is an organization behind it, and it is much stronger than the previous batch of gangsters.

"What can I do about this? I don't know if the protection fee will rise again." Uncle Yu sighed, making the hearts of the big and small next to him heavy.

Ji Dabao is really bitter in his heart. These days, he lives like in hell. He doesn't have enough to eat, doesn't wear warm clothes, and his diapers are washed to pieces, so he can only barely put them on first.

Yesterday's gambler Li Daquan came back with all his underwear left after losing, and he set his sights on him in a blink of an eye, and brought his creditors with him, trying to cash out his living child.

If Ji Lianhuo hadn't resisted desperately and threatened to call the police, his life and death might be in doubt.

And the money that my uncle had managed to earn during this time was also searched by the creditors. I don't know if Ji Lianhuo is distressed, but Ji Dabao is so distressed that he wants to chop Li Daquan up.

The money was earned by myself and my uncle, ten cents a catty, oranges fifty cents a catty, apples thirty cents a catty, how much would I have to sell to save the tens of dollars!

By the way, there is also the money given by the young master of the Wang family.

It's all gone.

Ji Dabao sighed, thinking about the days when he used to spend a lot of money, it was like a dream.

Now his rice cereal is almost finished, Ji Lianhuo still has no money in his hands, and Ji Dabao doesn't know if he will survive until the Leng's family finds him this time.

Ji Dabao sighed again, his small face wrinkled with worry, at this moment, Ji Lianhuo's shoulders stiffened instantly for some reason, and he trembled slightly.

Ji Lianhuo picked up Ji Lianhuo's shoulders with ease, and when he saw someone coming, Ji Dabao's eyes lit up instantly.

Wang Zhaomou was wearing a double-breasted black woolen coat with a white shirt and a silver-gray tie. His whole body was meticulous, and his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were smiling. There was something indescribable about him elegant.

The one-eyed man followed behind Wang Zhaomou, carrying a document bag. The two seemed to be discussing work nearby.

"Wang, Young Master Wang."

Ji Dabao heard his uncle struggling to suppress his emotions, stuttering.

This prospect!

Ji Dabao clenched his fist excitedly.

"Just call me Zhaomou." Standing in front of the stall, Wang Zhaomou took off his black lambskin gloves, exposed his slender white fingers to the cold air, and hung down to pick up a bright red apple.

Ji Lianhuo was stunned, staring blankly at the apple in Wang Zhaomou's hand, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Bring the bag here." Wang Zhaomou held the apple, looked at the young man, and laughed dumbfounded.

After all, he is young and cannot cope with various situations.

"Okay, okay." Ji Lianhuo's mind was blank, he was in a hurry, but he didn't know what he was looking for.

Seeing the young man's bewildered look, Wang Zhaomou leaned slightly, and took a plastic bag from Ji Lianhuo's hand.

Ji Lianhuo looked at the plastic bag in the man's hand, stopped his movements, reacted for a moment, and his ears turned red.

The author has something to say:

Ji Lianhuo (blush): It's embarrassing in front of him!