Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

[Chuanhai Courtyard, with mountains, rivers and seas in your mind, high-end quality, giving you a transcendent life! 】

"Heh." Father Wang sneered and handed the newspaper to the old friend opposite.

Su Jianshou took the newspaper from Father Wang, and saw the advertisement of Chuanhai Courtyard at a glance.

"Is this the project that Zhaomou has been busy with these days?" Su Jianshou took a serious look at the ad, "The ad was very loud, why didn't there be a call for the pre-sale?"

"He still doesn't know what the housing prices in Sucheng are like?" Father Wang picked up the teacup in front of his eyes and wiped off the foam. Pricing, he only realized after calculating how meager the profit was, so he simply put it off, not daring to face up to his own failure."

Su Jianshou smiled, and put down the newspaper in his hand, "Young man, if you don't fall a few times, you won't know what's wrong."

The nanny brought fruit and snacks, and an advertisement was playing on the TV. Father Wang took a sip of tea with a somewhat smug smile.

"To tell you the truth, Zhaomou also signed a gambling agreement with me. After more than ten months, he will lose a lot of shares in the Wang Group to me. This is what can make him feel painful. When the time comes Crying and begging me, do you believe it?"

"I believe it, of course I believe it!" Su Jianshou added tea to Wang, "Brother Wang, you eat more salt than he eats. Zhaomou is too ambitious, so he should be disciplined!"

Father Wang drank tea complacently, "If he wants to win against me, unless the housing prices in Suzhou City are skyrocketing, according to the current situation, if the housing prices can skyrocket, I can give him this set of tea sets!"

Su Jianshou and the father of the prince laughed heartily together.

[Next news, the State Council issued a notice on promoting the sustainable and healthy development of real estate, identifying the real estate industry as one of the pillar industries driving the country's economic development...]①

The hearty laughter was interrupted in an instant, and Father Wang took a deep breath, staring straight at the TV opposite.

Su Jianshou didn't react at first, but when he saw Father Wang staring at the TV set, he immediately turned around and looked at the news being broadcast on the TV, stunned.

what's the situation!

"Brother Wang, this..." Su Jianshou looked at the TV helplessly, and Father Wang raised his hand to signal the other party to be quiet.

[The real estate industry will become the engine driving the domestic economic development. ] There are experts' explanations on the TV, [the real estate industry will be a breakthrough, it can drive the development of a series of industries such as construction, building materials, and steel, and make our domestic demand market more vigorous. ]

[Next news, the supply and demand of the coal industry are booming...]

Seeing the end of the news broadcast, Su Jianshou looked at the distraught father Wang, and asked cautiously, "Brother Wang, I have never been in contact with real estate. The news said, what does this mean?"

"What's the point?" Father Wang looked at the tea set in front of him with a heavy expression. "With policy support, real estate will become a pillar industry in Huaguo, and housing prices will definitely rise."

"Zhaomou him, where did he hear the news in advance?" Su Jianshou asked tentatively, "This is too coincidental."

"His connections haven't reached that level yet! It can only be said that he is lucky, a blind cat meets a dead mouse." Father Wang gulped down his tea, feeling a little bored in his heart.

"Then bet..." Su Jianshou whispered.

"Even if the housing price in Sucheng is doubled, he still won't be able to reach the figure in the agreement!" Father Wang said forcefully, "It's still too early to win against me!"

"But..." Su Jianshou looked worriedly at the prince who was pouring tea, "I heard that Zhaomou bought three more plots of land..."

"puff!"

Father Wang couldn't hold back a sip of tea and spit it out.

Su Jianshou dazedly wiped the tea on his face.

"Brother Wang, don't you know about this?"

Father Wang coughed for a while, and the movement was so loud that Aunt Song was called over, and she kept patting Father Wang's back.

Father Wang coughed non-stop, his face was flushed, and he was complaining incessantly.

Ever since I signed the VAM agreement with Wang Zhaomou, I thought that I was sure of winning. Seeing Wang Zhaomou go on a business trip to Zhucheng, I relaxed my attention on Wang Zhaomou's real estate company.

This guy actually secretly photographed three more plots!

Is it fatal!

"It seems that Brother Wang is not feeling well." Su Jianshou glanced at his clothes that were sprayed with tea, and looked at Aunt Song with some embarrassment, "Then sister-in-law, I'm leaving first."

"Go slowly!" Aunt Song got up immediately, sent the guests to the door, and came back to see her husband. The old man's face was full of depression.

"What's wrong?" Aunt Song stepped forward and asked with concern.

"It's not Wang Zhaomou." Father Wang pressed his chest with a resentful expression, "This guy might want to take away part of my shares."

"That's your son, if you take it away, it belongs to the Wang family." Aunt Song caressed his wife's chest, "Zhaomou's ability to get the shares away from you, an old fox, shows that he is smarter than you. He holds the shares, not as much as you do." good?"

"I always feel a little strange." Father Wang thought for a long time, and suddenly noticed a problem.

"Zhaomou owns 30.00% of the shares of the Wang Group, and he wanted 40.00% of me at the beginning, so his intention is to own [-]% of the shares."

"What's wrong with 40.00%?" Aunt Song didn't quite understand.

"For 40.00% of the shares, he still can't get more than 50.00% of the voting rights..." Father Wang thought for a while, and suddenly became vigilant.

"Shareholders who own 40.00% of the company's shares have the right to request dissolution of the company!"

"What?" Aunt Song said in surprise, "Zhaomou is impossible!"

Father Wang also thought it was impossible, but for some reason, Father Wang suddenly remembered what Wang Zhaomou said before, "I just want to bring down the Wang family", and Ji Lianhuo who made Wang Zhaomou make many changes.

"Fortunately, I only signed [-]% at that time." Father Wang thought for a while, but still felt uneasy. After pondering for a while, he went to the study.

"Hongjin, what are you doing?" Aunt Song was a little uneasy, "You are getting old, so calm down!"

"Write a check." Father Wang said firmly.

I can use [-] million to exchange my daughter's return, and I can still use [-] million to exchange my most capable son.

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Ji Lianhuo didn't go back to the villa for a day, and Wang Zhaomou ate alone, always feeling that the side was a bit empty.

After thinking about it, he put Ji Dabao next to him. Ji Dabao sat on the children's chair, and began to learn to hold the spoon by himself and dig out the complementary food dumplings in the bowl.

The dumplings were slippery and difficult to dig, Ji Dabao forced the dumplings to his mouth with a spoon, took a bite, and bit into the big belly of the dumplings, the delicious filling juice popped out, splashing half of Ji Dabao's face.

Ji Dabao wiped his eyes with his small hands, lowered his head and continued to eat the dumplings, finished the big belly of the dumplings, leaving only the dumpling with pure noodles.

"Cheng Cheng! One dumpling!" Ji Dabao immediately raised his hand high after eating one, and looked at Mrs. Cheng.

Mrs. Cheng immediately added another dumpling to the big baby. Ji Dabao lowered his head and blew on the steaming dumpling. This time, he just scooped out the stuffing from the dumpling and only ate the stuffing, not the dumpling skin.

Seeing Ji Dabao taking a nap in the walker after eating, Wang Zhaomou asked Mrs. Cheng to save the dumpling wrappers and sides from Ji Dabao's bowl and put them in the refrigerator.

The next day, Ji Lianhuo came back to eat on time, took a shower in advance, and went to the dining table with wet hair, as if he hadn't seen Wang Zhaomou for a long time, he ate his food, his eyes kept falling on the man, and his mouth unconsciously raised up.

Wang Zhaomou calmly glanced at Ji Lianhuo's thin white half-sleeves that were wet with water droplets, revealing the elegant demeanor underneath, the fabric would cling to his body when soaked in water, and the muscle lines could be clearly seen.

"Wow, wow!" Ji Dabao drank half a bottle of milk powder, and was expecting to wait for his complementary food, but after waiting for a while, he saw that what was served was dumpling wrappers!

This makes sense!

Ji Dabao protested with a "wow wow wow". When Ji Lianhuo heard the voice, he turned his head and saw his nephew whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Baba!" Ji Dabao pointed at his small bowl aggrievedly, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Ji Lianhuo took a look and saw the dumpling wrappers in the bowl.

"Cheng Cheng!" Ji Dabao called out to Mrs. Cheng with a full face of grievance.

Mrs. Cheng walked over quickly, looked at the dumpling wrappers in Ji Dabao's bowl, looked at Wang Zhaomou with embarrassment at the young man's questioning gaze.

"This is what the young master meant."

"Huh?" Ji Dabao looked at Wang Zhaomou in disbelief.

Brother, what's wrong with you, why are you giving dumpling wrappers to your beloved Dabao!

"This is what you left over from eating dumplings yesterday." Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly, "Don't waste it."

Ji Lianhuo looked at the small uneven tooth marks on the sides of the dumplings, and immediately understood.

"Who taught you to eat dumplings instead of dumpling skins?" Ji Lianhuo frowned, and severely reprimanded Ji Dabao, "This is a waste of food, do you understand?"

Ji Dabao pursed his mouth, and reluctantly poked the dumpling skin with a small spoon.

"Eat." Ji Lianhuo looked serious.

The child quickly forgot the hard times before, and after living a good life for a few days, he learned to waste food.

"No time." Ji Dabao looked at the dumpling wrappers in the bowl with some disgust.

Serious people who eat this.

Ji Lianhuo's eyes darkened, he took Ji Dabao's feeding bottle, and turned to look at Mrs. Cheng.

"Sister Cheng, don't give Ji Dabao any food he wants."

"Oh, good." Mrs. Cheng gave the cub a sympathetic look.

Wang Zhaomou looked at Ji Lianhuo, poured all the milk powder from Ji Dabao's bottle into his own bowl, mixed it with rice, washed the empty bottle and put it back in place, not leaving a drop for him.

Ji Dabao pouted, and poked the dumpling wrapper in the bowl with a spoon, it was on the stick, but he just refused to eat it.

Ji Lianhuo came back after washing the baby bottle, lowered his head and ate the strange combination of milk powder and rice.

Wang Zhaomou looked at Ji Lianhuo with a smile. Ji Lianhuo was keenly aware of the man's gaze, raised his head, and stared blankly at the man in front of him.

Wang Zhaomou raised his hand with a smile, and wiped off the white stain on the young man's lips with his fingertips.

Ji Lianhuo's ears turned red instantly, and subconsciously licked lightly where the man touched.

Realizing what he had done, both sides of Ji Lianhuo's cheeks flushed instantly, he lowered his head and dared not look at the man again.

He actually went to lick the place Brother Zhaomou touched just now!

After the dinner, Ji Dabao was dissatisfied and continued to poke the dumpling skin with a spoon, watching his uncle ignore him, sitting on the sofa in the living room with Wang Zhaomou, and took out a deck of playing cards.

"Brother Zhaomou, I learned a little magic." Ji Lianhuo mustered up his courage and showed Wang Zhaomou the poker in his hand.

"Really?" Wang Zhaomou sat opposite the young man, his lips slightly raised, and his posture was natural.

Hearing this, Ji Lianhuo took out the poker from the box with red ears, and shuffled the cards in a fancy way in front of Wang Zhaomou.

The boy's fingers were surprisingly dexterous, and the playing cards were flying up and down, dazzling the viewers.

Like a little peacock showing off its tail feathers, after the show was over, Ji Lianhuo unfolded the poker in front of Wang Zhaomou, and looked at Wang Zhaomou with dark eyes.

"Brother Zhaomou, please help me choose one."

Wang Zhaomou smiled, and selected a 7 of spades from a deck of cards.

"Brother Zhaomou, help me remember it." Ji Lianhuo didn't look at the card, put the card back into the deck, then cut and shuffled the deck, shuffled the order of the deck, put it in front of Wang Zhaomou, and turned over the first deck. one sheet.

"Brother Zhaomou just chose, is this one?" Ji Lianhuo pointed to the nine of hearts turned out.

Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly and shook his head.

"It's not this one, it's the last one." Ji Lianhuo took out the last poker card and opened it in front of Wang Zhaomou.

Scanning the square Q under his eyes, Wang Zhaomou looked up at Ji Lianhuo and shook his head again.

"Huh?" Ji Lianhuo was a little at a loss, suddenly he seemed to see something and suddenly realized.

"I know where it went."

Ji Lianhuo got up, approached Wang Zhaomou a little bit, secretly breathed the breath of the man, put one hand behind Wang Zhaomou's collar, quickly shook it, took out a poker card, and showed it in front of Wang Zhaomou.

"It's so naughty."

Looking at the 7 of spades in Ji Lianhuo's hand, Wang Zhaomou raised his eyebrows. The young man was holding the card, inserting it into the poker pile, and tossed it upwards. With one movement, a red rose appeared in the boy's hand out of nowhere.

"Brother Zhaomou." Ji Lianhuo blushed and handed over the roses.

Wang Zhaomou raised the corners of his lips, his eyes filled with light and joy, and raised his hand to take the prop rose from the young man's hand.

Ji Lianhuo stared blankly at the man in front of him, holding a rose in one hand, a black shirt, a white hand, and a bright red rose, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Thank you." Wang Zhaomou looked at the boy and thanked him with a smile.

"No, you're welcome." Ji Lianhuo watched Wang Zhaomou get up, and went to the study with a rose in his hand.

Dazed, Ji Lianhuo couldn't help but smile, looking at the playing cards all over the floor, he bent down to pick them up with a bright smile.

Picking up all the playing cards, Ji Lianhuo counted them, and there was still one card short. He lowered himself to look under the sofa, and besides the playing cards, he saw another thing unexpectedly.

A bracelet with pink beads.

Just now at the dining table, Ji Lianhuo vaguely saw a string of beads on Brother Zhaomou's wrist, but it was under the cuff of his black shirt, so he couldn't see it clearly.

It turned out to be such a string of beads.

Ji Lianhuo carefully scrubbed the beads, went upstairs and knocked on the door of the study.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zhaomou had just opened the file when he heard the boy knock on the door.

"Brother Zhaomou, it's in your hand." Ji Lianhuo came in with an arm, holding the pink bracelet in his hand.

Wang Zhaomou glanced at his wrist, only to realize that the peach blossom bracelet that Captain Li begged for him fell to the ground.

"Come in." Wang Zhaomou unbuttoned his shirt cuff buttons and rolled them up.

When Ji Lianhuo walked into the study, he saw a man stretching out a hand with gentle eyes.

"Help me put it on."

Ji Lianhuo suppressed his joy, put the beads on the man's wrist, and tried his best to put the buckle in.

"Brother Zhaomou, this string of beads is very beautiful."

"Really?" Wang Zhaomou glanced at Zhuzhu, then raised his eyes to glance at the joyful expression on the young man's face with a smile.

"This is from Master Zhou."

"Given by that Feng Shui master?" Ji Lianhuo's eyes were full of curiosity, "Is there any special effect?"

Wang Zhaomou looked at the young man who was concentrating on fastening the bracelet tightly and putting it on his wrist, and smiled slightly.

"It is said to have special effects."

"Peach Blossoms."

Ji Lianhuo's hand stopped for an instant, and the corners of his raised mouth dropped slightly.