Chapter 1600

Name:Super Working Man Author:e lang
Qian Zhenkun then said, "the second phase of luxury villas we developed are mainly for the high-level use inside our company. There are not many commercial houses for sale, just like dozens of sets. As early as a month ago, they were robbed by some rich people, including Niu Yun of sesame group, Li Hong of QianDu company, Liu Dongqiang of Kyoto Mall... The bosses of well-known domestic enterprises are looting."

"How about the price?" Zhang Guangrong was curious.

"5 million."

"If 500 sets are not expensive, I think there is still a lot of room for improvement."

Murong Xue smiled: "Uncle Zhang, you misunderstood. Our house price is not 500 one thousand units, but 500 one thousand square meters."

"What? 500 square meters!" Zhang Guangrong was startled. He stared round his eyes and opened his mouth. He couldn't believe his ears.

If the house price is 500 square meters, it's going against the sky!

Zhang Guangrong's son, Zhang Yishan, also works in the happiness group. He is almost 30 years old. He is a senior management. He said seriously: "Dad, it's really 500 square meters. Even at such a high price, the supply is in short supply. Now many rich people are waiting for us to develop the third phase."

Qian Zhenkun said: "now many people come to our real estate company for consultation every day, including many messages on the website of our group company. Many of them are foreigners. Everyone is looking forward to our development of phase III luxury villas."

"No, there are too many rich people in this society now!" Zhang Guangrong sighed repeatedly. "Five million square meters, 50 million square meters, 500 million square meters, and at least more than a dozen billion villas!"

Murong Xue smiled: "our second phase villa has at least 300 square meters and at most 500 square meters, that is, between 1.5 billion and 2.5 billion."

Zhang Guangrong smiled bitterly: "I still want to retire to the happy village for the elderly. With such a high house price, it seems that I don't have this opportunity in my life."

Murong Xue smiled: "Uncle Zhang, you don't have to worry. Brother Yishan is your son and he is also the senior management of our company. According to our plan, he can be given a house or at least an ordinary villa. You are fully qualified to provide for the elderly in our happy village in the future."

Zhang Guangrong was overjoyed and completely relieved.

Qian Duoduo's face is calm and his heart is calm. Now money has no concept for him. How about billions, tens of billions and hundreds of billions? They all live the same life, as long as they can stay in the happy village.

Zhang Guangrong looked at him in a gentle voice, like looking at his son: "Duoduo, Lao Liang and I called Li Xiaogang's family to Zhongnan island this morning. The key point is to tell them about Li Mingyi and clarify our attitude. They all made it clear that they will never find trouble in Xingfu village and will never allow Li Mingyi to find trouble in Xingfu village. They have repeatedly declared to us that the kidnapping and murder of Xingfu village last time had nothing to do with Li Mingyi, Li Ming Yi is busy with the company every day. "

Qian Duoduo smiled and said, "do they know what Li Mingyi is doing in the company every day?"

"Investigation. The main purpose is to go to Shenzhen and Guangzhou for investigation. It is said that Li Mingyi is still in Shenzhen and Guangzhou these days, but his mobile phone is off, and they can't contact him for the time being."

"It doesn't matter. Now our happy village is thriving and booming, and the state attaches so much importance to the development of happy village, I also believe that the Li family won't find us any more trouble. As for the guy Li Mingyi, I don't bother to think about him now. Whether he is dead or alive has nothing to do with me."

Zhang Guangrong nodded: "yes, as long as I'm with Lao Liang one day, the Li family don't dare to make a happy village."

He didn't know that Li Mingyi had been secretly executed by Qian Duoduo.

Few people, including happy village, know it. Only Murong Xue, Ding Xiaomei and other girls closest to Qian Duoduo know it clearly.

The girls just looked at each other and smiled. No one said anything.

It's bad for everyone.

Qian Duoduo raised his glass: "thank you, Uncle Zhang. Uncle Zhang, I respect you. Come on, everyone respects Uncle Zhang."

More than a dozen people were in high spirits and all picked up their glasses.

Zhang Guangrong also picked up the wine glass, touched the glass with the people, took a sip of wine, looked at the people, and said with great feeling: "Duoduo, you usually see that Lao Liang and I are very beautiful. It's either a special car or a special plane when we go out. A group of bodyguards are in front of and behind us. In fact, we are under great pressure. We have to consider a lot of problems and never dare to say anything. It's good for you to sleep peacefully every day after work. We lie in bed and close our eyes Eyes, the problems in my mind are still spinning. Our mood is not understood by ordinary people. Old Yang can fully understand it. "

Yang Zhigao nodded again and again: "yes, yes, if you want to talk about the days, it's still the days of ordinary people. Now I'm an ordinary people. I sleep until dawn and don't want anything. I'm very happy."

Zhang Guangrong pointed to his head: "you see my hair is black and lush. In fact, it's all an illusion. My hair has been dyed, and more than half of my white hair has been dyed. But our hair dye is specially made, which doesn't hurt my hair or scalp."

Qian Duoduo was puzzled and said, "Uncle Zhang, don't you have a think tank? Why are you so worried?"

"Although we have a think tank, we still need to make the final decision. Many times, the difference is a thousand miles away. We don't dare to be careless at all. We always have to think and weigh again and again."

Yang Zhigao said with great concern: "Xiao Zhang, I've been paying attention to the news of the president recently. What should I do about it?"

"Alas..." Zhang Guangrong sighed gently, with a helpless smile on his face: "old Yang, you know, we dare not fight again. What else can we do except verbal warning."

Qian Zhenkun chimed in: "many people are paying attention to this matter, and I am also paying attention to it. For a long time, we have been giving verbal warnings, or military exercises. In short, we are letting people know our routine. Now people have more and more courage and have no deterrent to them."

Qian Duoduo, Murong Xue, Ding Xiaomei and many others looked at each other. They didn't know what they meant.

Qian Duoduo said, "Grandpa Yang and Uncle Zhang, what's the president's number?"

Qian Zhenkun pointed to his son and said reproachfully, "smelly boy, you don't care about national affairs at all. You don't know such important news. Do you know the truth that there is a country, there is a home, and do you know state affairs, family affairs and world affairs?"