"Daddy!"
Shang Yeonyeon smiled and called him happily. It wasn't difficult for her. After all, she had been calling him that since she was a freshman.
"Sure."
Chen Hansheng nodded with satisfaction. The atmosphere was lifted.
"Daddy!"
Shang Yeonyeon called him again naughtily, "Look, I dare to call you that all the time. Do you dare to say yes?"
"… Hehe, hehe."
Chen Hansheng forced a smile. Of course, he couldn't say yes so easily.
He hadn't become a father yet, but he had already become the godfather of his female classmate. If the news spread, the popularity of the BBS of the University of Finance and Economics in 2005 would be maintained by this gossip alone.
"By the way, how's the business of your garment factory?"
Chen Hansheng cleared his throat and changed the topic abruptly.
"Humph!"
Shang Yeonyeon saw Chen Hansheng flinch and was a little proud.
However, she was tactful and didn't push her luck. She said with a smile, "With your two million yuan, my dad said that the business can last until next spring. Maybe the winter of this industry has already passed."
"That's good. With your grades, you don't need to take the postgraduate entrance exam. After graduation, you can go and help out."
Chen Hansheng turned down the volume of the music. He had the desire to talk now.
Therefore, when it was awkward, don't panic. Call him "Daddy" to warm up the atmosphere.
"I'm not going."
Shang Yeonyeon shook her head, "I've told you before that my life's dream is to open a coffee shop and a flower shop. I don't want to get married or fall in love. I only want to raise two pets. My only request is to be close to you so that I can help you take care of your children."
"F * * k, you haven't changed your mind yet."
Chen Hansheng smiled, "I'll definitely hire a nanny in the future. I don't need your help."
"Last time, when you pulled me out of the KTV."
Shang Yeonyeon adjusted her posture. She leaned her body and leaned her shoulders against the leather seat. She stared at Chen Hansheng with her bright eyes, "My desire is stronger."
Chen Hansheng didn't reply. His eyes were fixed on the road ahead.
"Sigh ~"
Shang Yeonyeon didn't see Chen Hansheng turn around. She said faintly, "When my father's business stabilizes next year, I'll borrow money to open a coffee and flower shop in Jiangling. You'll have a place to stay when you're doing business in the future."
"What's the point?"
After a while, Chen Hansheng said quietly.
"I like it."
Shang Yeonyeon lowered her head and unconsciously pulled up the thick stockings with her fingers. Then, she let go of the stockings with a bang and bounced them on her thighs.
At this moment, a miracle occurred.
When they were talking about feelings, Chen Hansheng, who had a heart of steel, was actually willing to turn his head and look at this scene from the corner of his eyes.
It seemed that long legs were more attractive to him.
"Men, men."
Shang Yeonyeon didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She might not have Chen Hansheng's feelings, but she might have a chance to have his body.
"Does it look good?"
Shang Yeonyeon leaned back, straightened her legs and said, "Do you like it?"
"Oh, you're looking down on me. We've seen a lot of things."
Chen Hansheng sneered, "I'm definitely not a man whose legs are filled with brains."
Just as he finished speaking, the car suddenly became quiet.
After a while, Shang Yeonyeon whispered, "His head is filled with legs."
… …
At around 1 pm, they arrived at Qingpu District in Hu City. The garment base was still very desolate. There was only one garment factory that was more lively, and that was Shang Yeonyeon's family's factory.
The assembly line was already in operation, and workers were moving in and out of the factory. It seemed that 2 million was indeed effective.
When Shang Furong greeted them at the door, he said to his wife, "Last time, it was Lexus. This time, it's Land Rover. If it wasn't for Yanyan repeatedly emphasizing that Chen Hansheng started from scratch, I really wouldn't believe it."
"What's the use?"
Shang Furong's wife said, "He doesn't like Yanyan."
"Uncle Shang, Auntie Qiu."
After getting off the car, Chen Hansheng greeted them with a smile.
"Xiao Chen, you're here!"
Shang Furong returned to his previous temperament. He had a neatly oiled hair and a neat suit, and under his arm was a crocodile leather bag that was bulging as if it was stuffed with 100 RMB bills. He had the image of a rich man.
"Boss Shang is still handsome."
Chen Hansheng imitated Hu City's dialect, "Looking from afar, he looks like Aaron Kwok."
"Xiao Chen, don't tease me."
Shang Furong hugged Chen Hansheng's shoulder, "I booked a private room. I've long wanted to bring you to try our local boiled prawns."
"Uncle Shang, let's just get some boxed lunch."
Chen Hansheng pointed at his watch, "It's too time-consuming to eat at a restaurant. I still have something to do at night. We'll have plenty of chances to drink."
"That … is fine."
Chen Hansheng had helped him so much, but he didn't even treat him to a meal. Old Shang felt very guilty.
However, Chen Hansheng obviously had something to do today, so he took Chen Hansheng to the scene of the incident, and explained the specific process as they walked.
It turned out that Shang Furong had secretly completed Chen Hansheng's request. It just so happened that many neighbors around wanted to sell their land, so he chose a round piece of land with good Feng Shui and a relatively complete area to negotiate.
Chen Hansheng was also quite satisfied. Feng Shui was one aspect, and it was not far from the road, so transportation and transportation were more convenient.
There were four families living on this piece of land. The first three families were very easy to negotiate. They paid the money, signed the agreement, moved, and left. For the sake of many years of neighbors, both sides didn't cause any trouble.
However, the fourth family had a problem. When they saw Shang Furong was in a hurry to buy the land, they thought it was a rare commodity and suddenly didn't agree to the previously negotiated price of 3 million RMB.
"However, the location of this family is the most important."
Shang Furong made a circle with his hand. "Their house is right in the middle. If they don't move, the original solid circle will become a hollow circle. Not to mention that it will affect the Feng Shui, you can't open a factory here."
"How much does this family want?" Chen Hansheng asked.
"10 million RMB."
Shang Furong was angry when he thought of it. "You old bastard, you don't want to accept the agreed price again!"
"What about the village committee? What did they say?"
Chen Hansheng wanted to know the attitude of the government.
"Of course, the village committee will help to persuade them."
Shang Furong said, "Every time you sell a piece of land, the village committee will have a commission. It will be faster to complete the procedures."
Chen Hansheng nodded. When they were talking, they had already arrived at the side of the land.
As expected, the other three families were empty, and only the one in the middle was cooking with smoke coming out of the kitchen.
"Motherf * cker."
Chen Hansheng walked around the land, raised his head and smiled. "This family is really the most important one. It's a bit difficult to deal with."
"It's really difficult."
Shang Furong pushed the door and entered. A middle-aged woman was washing vegetables under the faucet. When she saw Shang Furong, she shouted to the central room, "Dead man, come out, Old Shang is here again."
The door curtain was opened, and two men walked out. The middle-aged man was not tall, bald, and his forehead was shiny.
The other one should be his son. He had fluffy hair and looked like he had just woken up. When he saw Shang Yeonyeon, his eyes were looking at the lower part of the body.
"Old Xie."
Shang Furong did not introduce Chen Hansheng, but said seriously, "Today, give me a final price, the lowest one."
The bald middle-aged man looked at Chen Hansheng. His eyes turned quickly, revealing a sense of cleverness.
It was impossible for Shang Furong to buy so many pieces of land. It was obvious that he was a "white glove" for others. It seemed that this young man was the buyer behind the scenes, so Old Shang emphasized the bottom price.
"Bottom price?"
The bald middle-aged man named "Old Xie" picked up the porcelain cup, took a sip comfortably, and said slowly, "9.9 million, this is the bottom price."
"F * ck you, 13 points, and you are only missing 100,000?"
Shang Furong was furious.
Old Shang was a businessman. He knew how to eat, drink, play, and gamble. His temperament was also ruffian. His anger really scared the bald middle-aged man.
"In short, this is the price."
The bald middle-aged man remembered that this was a society ruled by law, so he calmed down a little. He looked at Chen Hansheng and said, "9.9 million. It's impossible to miss a penny. "
He knew that Chen Hansheng was the real buyer, and it was not worth getting angry with Shang Furong.
"Damn, you are an immortal, right? You jumped quite high."
Chen Hansheng smiled and directly said that this family was extorting money.
The bald middle-aged man was not angry. If this land was really sold for 9.9 million, it would not matter even if he was beaten twice, let alone being insulted.
"In business, everyone pays attention to the real price. Other people are asking for 3 million, but you want 9 million. This is not a sincere sale."
Chen Hansheng took out a pack of cigarettes and distributed them to everyone, including the bald middle-aged man and his soft son.
"I can sell it, but it has to be according to my price."
The bald middle-aged man was smoking his cigarette with a "Bada, Bada" sound.
"9.9 million is impossible."
Chen Hansheng raised two fingers. "How about this? I'll add this number for you."
"2 million?"
The bald middle-aged man calculated. It was only 5 million, which was far from enough.
"Hansheng."
Shang Furong hurriedly stopped Chen Hansheng. 2 million was too much of a premium. It was not worth it.
"Not 2 million, 200,000, 3.2 million for the land." Chen Hansheng said.
"Ha, ha, ha."
The bald middle-aged man seemed to have heard a super joke. He specially lifted the curtain and shouted to his wife, "This little boy wants to buy the land with 3.2 million. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
After he finished laughing heartily, he picked up his teacup and took a sip. With a "pfft", he spat out the tea leaves in his mouth. "200,000 is nothing!"
"Don't be a rascal."
Chen Hansheng raised his eyebrows, "If 200,000 is not enough, we can negotiate. With your attitude, I will let you know that 200,000 can actually do a lot of things."
"What? You want to hire a killer?"
The bald middle-aged man took out his phone and pretended to dial, "Believe it or not, I will call the police right now."
"Whatever."
Chen Hansheng directly threw the cigarette butt into the bald middle-aged man's white porcelain cup, which immediately made a sizzling sound. He said indifferently, "Call the police and say that I contaminated your cup of tea?"
Chen Hansheng said and walked out directly. Shang Furong followed him and said, "Let's wait first. Anyway, you are not in a hurry. Give me some time and I will slowly persuade him."
"I am not in a hurry. It doesn't matter even if I wait for a few years."
Chen Hansheng took off his down jacket and put his hands on his waist, "I just can't stand this kind of idiot."
"There are all kinds of people. It is normal to have a twisted mentality when a few million suddenly falls on your head." Shang Furong comforted.
"I can't go back with a stomach full of anger."
Chen Hansheng thought for a while and said, "Uncle Shang, do you know the construction team?"
Shang Furong nodded his head, "Yes."
"Then get me a few forklifts, I am going to flatten it!"
Chen Hansheng said loudly.
"Hello, is this 110?"
After the bald middle-aged man heard it, he immediately called the police, "Someone is going to flatten my house …"
Shang Furong also advised, "Don't be impulsive, this is illegal."
"What is illegal?"
Chen Hansheng sneered, "It is also illegal for me to flatten my own house. First, I will flatten the three houses outside, leaving only this one house."
"What?"
The bald middle-aged man was stunned after hearing it. It seems that he is not going to flatten his own house.
"I am a slacker, and I have a lot of time to waste."
Chen Hansheng smiled towards the bald middle-aged man, "I will just casually say a few methods, I just want to ask you if you are scared or not."
"If the method is milder, I will build a pigsty and surround your house, and you will be smelly to death."
"If the method is stricter, I will build a tall wall around your house, and if you can see the sun in the future, it will be my loss."
"As for the last method, I will change your house into a graveyard, and when you walk out of your house, you will see a grave!"
Chen Hansheng spat out fiercely, "Trying to act shamelessly with me, do you think you are qualified?"
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