Love apartment under one person

Chapter 60 Hu Yifei: This is on me!
He took out a series of documents such as the certificate of ownership of the office building and the decoration design drawing from his pocket, and Meng Lang handed them to everyone for circulation.

"I took the time to go out in the morning and bought a building. It's not far from the apartment. It takes less than 10 minutes by car. It will be the office building of the health brigade in the future."

Hu Yifei looked at the document in her hand, the corner of her mouth twitching with doubts about her life:
"I feel that if I can buy a top-floor excavator in Shanghai, I'm already a winner in life, but Meng Lang, you actually bought a house when you disagreed?"

Lu Ziqiao couldn't help complaining: "And what the hell is your expression and tone of 'just went downstairs to buy a dish'? Are you flaunting your wealth?"

Zhang Wei put down the documents in his hands, also full of disbelief: "The most important thing is that the lawyer you are looking for is not me for such a big matter as buying a house!"

Meng Lang waved his hand casually, took a sip from the water glass on the table, and said flatly, "It's just a building. Don't worry about those details. What I'm going to talk about now is the purpose of buying a building."

Pointing to the decoration sketch, Meng Lang explained: "This building will refuse to be opened to people other than the health brigade in the future. At the same time, I plan to use the eleventh and top floors as office areas and laboratories, and the first to tenth floors below will be transformed into training area and recreation area."

Hearing Meng Lang's words, everyone present couldn't help but stare wide-eyed, and there was a light called longing in their eyes.

"A good corporate culture has always been a feature of Nadutong, and our health team, as the most elite department of Nadutong, needs to be more responsible for the physical and mental health of employees."

With that said, Meng Lang flipped through the decoration plan and began a detailed introduction.

"In addition to the front desk, the first floor is a gym and swimming pool, the second floor is a bar and ktv, the third floor is a buffet bar and private cinema, the fourth floor is a game room and chess room, and the fifth floor is a celestial meditation hall for practice and relaxation .”

"The above are entertainment facilities. From the sixth to the tenth floors, I will build special medical rooms and practical training grounds."

"Because of the high bid, the decoration company guarantees that it will be completed and delivered within half a month. The estimated future maintenance costs and the consumption of chefs, bartenders, and cleaning personnel are about several million per year."

All the funny people in iPartment are drooling, this is simply a dream castle!

Hu Yifei: "We are going to work in this kind of place in the future?"

Zhang Wei: "Boss, can I move the law firm there?"

Lu Ziqiao: "Honey, pinch me quickly, let me see if I'm dreaming."

Chen Meijia: "Honey, can I accompany you to work?"

Curry Sauce: "Brother Meng Lang, are you still recruiting? I can be the front desk and do odd jobs!"

Meng Lang rubbed the center of his brows when he heard the words, and felt that these teasers seemed a little too excited, but he still said:

"Curry Sauce, if you don't want to be an anchor anymore and are willing to come to my place, that's fine. I can recruit you and sister Meijia as the front desk."

"The salary is 2 yuan per month after tax, and the five insurances and one housing fund are the highest standard in Shanghai. Although the income is far from doing live broadcasting, it is stable."

"Yeah! Brother Meng Lang, you are so kind!"

The black girl was so excited that she hugged Chen Meijia.

Seeing that everyone was almost happy, Meng Lang changed the subject and started pouring cold water on it:

"However, let me put it bluntly in front of you. The company benefits are good because the work tasks are heavy. It's not enough to just eat and do nothing."

"From tomorrow, Sister Yifei and Dali will tailor a training plan for each of you. If you fail to complete it, your salary and performance will be deducted."

Zhang Wei, who was excited, jumped up immediately after hearing the three keywords of "deduction of wages", and swore: "Meng Lang, don't worry, Zhang Yida, the golden armored warrior, is willing to accept all challenges!"

"I hope you can still say this sentence tomorrow. Don't forget to study the book I gave you this morning on the basis of the five spirits and immortal arts."

"Hey! Good boss, no problem boss!"

Meng Lang nodded, then looked at Hu Yifei.

"Sister Yifei, not only the two of them, but also the three from Zhuge's family, Jia Zhengliang who will arrive in Shanghai tomorrow, and the following people are all employees who will receive training this time."

"I will entrust you with the task of the head coach. There is a bonus of 100 million for training a qualified fighter. Zhang Wei and Lao Bu are a bit more difficult. I will give you 300 million each."

"Crack!"

The handle of the teacup in Hu Yifei's hand was accidentally broken by her. She seemed to have seen her magnificently decorated... excavator.

So, the female man immediately got up and hurriedly ran to Zhuge Dali's room, shouting as she ran:
"Meng Lang, don't worry, they will leave it to me! I'll go find Dali and discuss the plan together!"

Seeing that the explanation was almost over, Meng Lang glanced at the door of Zhuge Dali's room that was still closed after Hu Yifei entered, shook his head, and prepared to go back to the room to catch up on sleep.

At the same time, in an office building somewhere in the magic city.

A young man in a golden suit and flat glasses stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with his hands behind his back, looking down at the bustling crowd below, and asked plainly, "How is things going?"

"Mr. Zhang San, everything has been done." Shen Chong stepped forward and bowed to report.

At this time, there were dozens of people standing neatly behind Shen Chong, each of them was dressed up as a successful person in a suit and leather shoes, and they have now joined Zhang San's men and been successfully "whitewashed".

Hearing this, Zhang San lowered his head and played with the gold ring on his hand for a while, then said in a deep voice:

"For you bastards, Mr. Zhang has now been passed down as an 'outlaw lunatic'. Next, do things well, and the benefits will be indispensable to you."

"Yes, Mr. Zhang San!"

Most of the whole-sex disciples present showed joyful faces, but there were still a few sporadic people who couldn't help whispering.

Zhang San heard movement behind him, frowned slightly, and made a concealed gesture with his hands behind his back.

Seeing this, Dou Mei, who had been paying attention to Zhang San's every move, immediately stood up and asked loudly:

"Mr. Zhang San is the first to fight against everything, and he donated money to help us get rid of the crime. Is there anything that cannot be said in front of Mr. Zhang San but also discussed in private?"

Hearing this, a person immediately stood up and said with hesitation:
"Mr. Zhang San's life-saving grace, we are certainly grateful, but we are all-in-one! If it wasn't for the pursuit of freedom and freedom, I would never have done it back then."

"You wouldn't have survived back then!" Dou Mei interrupted him with a look of disdain, "Without Mr. Zhang San, one of you would have been chased and killed by Meng Lang long ago!"

"Mr. Zhang San is just procrastinating and procrastinating to let you understand the rules. What are you!"

Hearing that his number one dog leg had spoken, Zhang San nodded in his heart and at the same time turned around, and said in a warm voice with a smile on his face:

"Sister Dou, don't get angry with him, it's normal for young people to be ignorant..."

When Zhang San spoke, the speed of uttering each word became slower and slower.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed behind him, and a flying sword flew towards the person who stood up just now.

As the flying sword passed by, the man's eyes widened in disbelief, and he tightly covered his throat with both hands, making a sound of "ho ho" - a transparent blood hole had already appeared there.

The body fell down slowly, and Zhang San walked up to the dead body with a refined and easy-going smile on the corner of his mouth, playing with his taste:
"As long as he is reincarnated early, won't he be sensible in his next life?"

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