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Halfway through the meal, Han Lie went out to thank him.

He was empty-handed, followed by two beauties, one carrying the tray and the other helping to pour the wine. Then they chatted a few words at each table and drank a small cup worth one cent each to express their gratitude.

Everyone who has attended a wedding must have experienced the exact same occasion.

Han Lie is nothing special.

only……

The beauty holding the tray on the right is the daughter of the mine manager, recognized as the most beautiful woman among all the mining companies in Mengcheng.

The beauty on the left who is responsible for pouring wine is the granddaughter of the first brother of the Chamber of Commerce. She has just graduated and returned to her hometown. She is the number one golden flower of China Construction Bank.

We are not saying that there is any ambiguity in this situation. In fact, there is really no ambiguity.

Let’s just say that Han Lie’s card is truly the only one in Mengcheng.

While the tables were drinking, many people began tentatively bidding.

To be honest, there are really all kinds of strange things, and they come in all shapes and sizes.

There was a reserved but noble one: "Teacher Han, my second uncle is so-and-so from the province. Whenever you have time, I will take you to visit you. He is full of praise for you!"

Isn’t it weird?

That's right.

The world of Mengcheng is rich in weird things. If Wang Qiwei can go to one extreme, it's natural that some people can go to another extreme.

Han Lie did not show shame to that buddy, and replied with a smile: "Okay, okay, I will definitely visit the leader when I have the opportunity!"

The words were spoken beautifully, but the wine glass was held motionless, without even touching his lips.

The meaning is very clear.

The guy obviously couldn't lose his face, but he didn't dare to make a fuss. He snorted coldly, which was his last stand.

Some went straight to Xia San Road.

"Teacher Han, when you come to our table, we can't let you drink dryly!"

He turned around and waved his hands, and with a snap, the three girls stood up and hugged Han Lie delicately in the middle.

It is no exaggeration to say that each one has an appearance score of over 90.

Of course, since they all wear makeup, I can’t be sure what the condition of their skin is, but just looking at the contours, they are as exquisite as the others, and they are naturally recognizable.

The clothes are not gaudy, they are full of luxury goods and the matching is quite good.

Celebrity?

Are you looking down on them?

They are the top names in the biggest nightclub in Dream City!

In public, they didn't do anything too extreme, they just cooperated with each other and rubbed each other.

Ahem, they are all civilized people. Let's use another adjective - warm and fragrant nephrite, with their ears and temples rubbed.

"Teacher Han, we can't afford the house anymore. Can Chengmeng Fund bring a little girl with us?"

"We don't have much money, don't let 20 million be too little."

"If you want to repay...it's not convenient to talk now, can you please come over to the three poor little guys tonight and have a chat?"

"Hehe~~~ In the entire Dream City, you are the only one who has the opportunity to play mahjong with the three of us~~~"

Of course Zhengpai Lie was not tempted.

He just felt a little emotional. If the top three nightclubs could save 20 million in cash, how much total non-cash assets would they have?

They are just the top ones on the job, so what kind of family backgrounds do the previous batch and the previous batch have, who have left the front line and are being raised?

You just say it, do you want to talk about it?

But Dream City is indeed such a magical city.

Han Lie was tightly entangled by three beauties, and it was difficult to tear them apart. A group of people nearby laughed and booed.

It’s not that there’s any ill intention, it’s just that it’s not as sophisticated as the Demon City here.

Han Lie didn't bother with them at all. He just glanced at their boss and said with a half-smile: "Brother Huang, you are so powerful, so impressive!"

Lao Huang's expression changed immediately, and he immediately stood up and blasted all three of them away.

"What's the fuss about? What's the occasion? You guys are just making a fuss, no matter how big or small!"

Then he put on a smile and nodded to Han Lie: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Teacher Han, they are young and have been spoiled by all the big brothers to no avail. Mine, mine!"

On the big day, Han Lie didn't want to go online, so he raised his right index finger and tapped him twice with a smile.

"I made a note of it for you. Next time I have a chance to come to your store, we can talk in detail."

Lao Huang was overjoyed and was about to climb up when Lao Hai, his deskmate, spoke angrily.

"No, Lao Huang, who are you trying to encourage with your petty thoughts? Damn it, if you want to put someone in Teacher Han's bed, just do it freely, just do something that you don't have the balls to do!"

Lao Huang turned his head and was about to spray, when Lao Hai slapped Han Lie's chest again, banging hard.

"Teacher Han, don't pay attention to him. He is playing secretly and mysteriously every day. Isn't that what he is doing? If you have a chance to come to my store, I will directly vacuum the whole place for you!

From the first floor to the fourth floor, from the front desk to the kitchen, there are all kinds of places, and you can come to any scene! It works from the moment you walk in! "

Damn it!

Han Lie's eyes widened in his heart.

It turns out, is it really wild to play in your hometown?

It's so shameless...

Then, before Han Lie could think of how to refuse, Lao Huang and Lao Hai got into it, and soon got Lao Bai next to him involved.

These brothers are all the most famous seafood merchants in Mengcheng.

The difference is that Lao Hai is engaged in wholesale, while Lao Huang is engaged in high-end customization. Lao Bai goes around and commits crimes. The scale is not large, but he can often come up with three top-notch products worth 90+.

Peers are enemies, and this is clearly reflected in them.

Han Lie frowned and turned around to walk to another table.

All PASS!

No matter how much money he spent, Han Lie would never be able to sell Dream Garden to them.

Even though all the eldest brothers are familiar with them, they are brothers and have lively chats.

In fact, if they really live together, they will definitely feel at odds with each other.

What grade?

He keeps coming to me all day long!

The eldest brothers also talk about women and like to play around, but they are spending money to have fun, not making money from this stuff.

In order to clearly express his position to everyone, Han Lie even put his wine glass back on the tray and strolled to the next table.

People who can keep things in mind will understand immediately.

Lao Huang was so angry on the spot that he pointed at Lao Hai's nose and cursed: "You stinking idiot!"

Lao Hai said proudly: "Anyway, I don't have much of a fucking habit, so it's worth it to mess you up!"

I almost rolled my eyes in anger...

At the next table, Han Lie met another guy who said, "Teacher Han, I don't care what kind of evil tricks they do, they have to have my way anyway! Money is not a problem, no matter how much they pay, I will always be a thousand higher!"

He drank three ounces of white wine in one gulp, then put the glass on the table with a bang.

"Pour another glass! Double serving to Teacher Han!"

Then before he had a second drink, the old village chief was unhappy.

——That's the mine head who went to Han Lie's lecture and looked like a village cadre in his gray clothes.

He stood up in a hurry and sneered: "You have such a strong tone! You are not afraid of flashing your tongue! Teacher Han, I won't play tricks with you. It's 188,888 per flat. I want the rest of the building king!"

We don’t want anything else, we just want our sons and grandsons to be neighbors with you, so that they can learn some skills, learn some skills, and learn how to be a good person if they can’t learn skills.

Come on, Xu Erleng, if you have the guts, you can shout up with me and see if I can crush you to death. Then you can kill me! "

Damn it!

Not only Xu Er was stunned, but Han Lie's head was also buzzing.

He had known that these mining gangs were arrogant, save face, and loved to fight for wealth, but to be honest, before today, he had never thought that they would be so violent.

A 750-square-meter building costs 200,000 per square meter, a total of 150 million!

This is not a small amount of money anywhere.

The Magic City is directly comparable to the Tomson First Grade, slightly inferior to the Binjiang Arc de Triomphe, and far superior to Han Lie's own villa!

The actual purchase price of the 1,680-square-meter Huazhou Junting villa owned by Pan Ge was 170 million.

The 597-square-meter Tomson first-class apartment owned by Sister Shuangxue had an actual purchase price of 95 million.

Good guy, now a top-notch building in a fourth-tier city is actually worth 188,888 yuan per square meter? !

Of course, such a direct comparison is not actually possible.

The two houses in Magic City have very strong human feelings in them. They are special circumstances and have been heavily discounted. Their external quotations are basically more than 230,000.

The owner of the Binjiang Arc de Triomphe even quoted a price of 264,000.

Moreover, no matter what grade the houses in the Magic City are in, there are competing products.

Tan Palace has 18 buildings, Junting has 21 units, and Tomson's first-class duplex units seem to have 8 units. Add in the competing products, and there are not many at all.

There are actually many choices for home buyers, and they don’t have to stick to any one goal.

How to stir up it?

But Mengyuan is different. Now, the only thing left is the king of the building, the neighbor downstairs with Han Lie's parents.

So how much is it worth?

have no idea.

This kind of scarce gadget is no longer a specific commodity, nor does it only have financial and social attributes. It also has some idealistic meaning.

I like it, I have to do it, then I can shout as loud as I want, and you can only watch obediently from the side.

At this moment, the satisfaction this house brought to the old village chief was unparalleled.

Not to mention that Teacher Han was not mentally prepared, in fact, everyone present was not prepared at all.

Including the old village chief himself, he had just made the decision.

Many people think he is too impulsive, but he himself firmly believes that the money spent is definitely worth it!

After being stunned for a moment, Xu Erqiang became furious.

Well, actually his real name is not much better than his nickname...

But that’s not the point. The point is that he actually increased the price!

"189,888!"

Holding the wine glass, he pointed at the old village chief, furious.

"Dad Xu, I really didn't think of buying a house at first. There are only a few people in the family, and any apartment is enough for us. But now, dad really doesn't believe in this evil! Come on, shout up, I'm you Made!"

"ha!"

The old village chief smiled contemptuously, suddenly unlocked the car key hanging on his waist, and threw it backhand to the younger generation who came with him.

"Second son, go back to the village to get money now! If you don't have enough cash at home, call your uncles and aunts and tell them to dig out all the cash for me. No matter what you use to hold me back, bring me two coins before it gets dark today. Hundreds of millions!"

A speech of this level would be enough to explode anywhere...

The tough-headed Er Zi responded with a muffled "Oh", then wiped his lips and turned around to leave.

Damn it!

Play for real!

Xu Erqiang was a little weak at that time. He dared to shout ten or eight rounds with the help of alcohol. If he was anxious, he might not get a high price.

But now if you ask him to spend 200 million to buy a house, he will definitely murmur.

But now he has been put on the shelf, and it is impossible to be cowardly.

"Prick a chicken feather?" Xu Erqiang's eyes widened, "Brief price!"

"200,000!"

The old village chief didn't even think about it, and just shouted back: "Who has the time to fight with you for a thousand times? Come on, ten thousand rounds, don't stumble!"

"218,888!"

Xu Erqiang really lived up to his nickname of the idiot, he actually shouted it, and he directly raised it to nearly 220,000.

The old village chief followed immediately, saying just one word: "Add!"

If Xu Erqiang calls for another round, it will be 248,888.

He gritted his teeth and tried to hold on, but his eyes were already bloodshot.

At this critical moment, Han Lie stood up and stopped the farce.

"Both of you, I accepted it with great kindness, but this Building King is not for sale. I'm sorry, I have forgotten to mention it to you before - I have already decided to give one of the Building King to Pan Dajun, Mr. Pan, as a way to thank him for his kindness to me. help and support.

Without Mr. Pan, there would be no Dream Garden today.

The greatest hero should have the highest status among his best works.

The fact that you sold this house to 200 million proves that you are not short of money, but I am not bad either. In my heart, feelings are always the most important.

You two, you are going to be neighbors in the future. You are both good-natured people. Maybe you will have true feelings for each other at some point. Today’s conflict ends here. Don’t really hurt the harmony..."

Look, what is the overall view? !

What is convincing courage? !

The King of Buildings was definitely not for sale before. There were so many people concerned about it, and Han Lie didn't come out to refute the rumors and said he wouldn't sell it.

As a result, today, the old village chief and Xu Erleng unexpectedly got into a fight. In such a critical situation, no one could step down.

Then Han Lie not only did not add fuel to the fire, but also did not sit back and watch the fight between the two tigers. He directly took the initiative and gave away the house worth 200 million in front of everyone.

And it’s not a random gift, let alone an excuse.

Giving the king of the building to Pan Dajun, who was losing blood, was really a stroke of genius.

People nearby who heard these words clearly gave a burst of warm applause on the spot, and cheers that almost toppled the roof of the shed.

"Well done! Teacher Han is awesome!"

"If I could make a friend like this, I would wake up from my fucking dreams laughing!"

"Mr. Han is so awesome! He is so righteous!"

"You are so willing to ride a horse...Old Pan can laugh out of his dreams this time!"

Pan Dajun was drinking in the small hall, but suddenly he heard many people calling him outside, and everyone was stunned.

"what happened?"

"I don't know... go out and have a look?"

"walk!"

As soon as the people in the room got up, the door was pushed open and a local businessman who had a good relationship with Pan Dajun rushed in.

The guy's face turned red with excitement, and he shouted: "Damn it! Army, Teacher Han just announced in public outside that the king's room is prepared for you!"

"Ah?" Pan Dajun was dizzy, "What do you mean?"

"The old village chief and Xu Erlengzi got together in public and raised the price of that building to almost 200 million. Then Teacher Han announced in public that he would not buy that house. It was prepared for you and given to you for free!"

With a "wow" sound, the small hall also exploded.

Two hundred million, that’s it!

Not a small amount of money for anyone here.

However, what is more important is the human touch reflected in Han Lie's words.

"The greatest hero should have the highest status in his best work."

Listen! What level? !

Pan Dajun was so moved that his eyes turned red at that time. It was not an exaggeration at all, and there was no element of acting at all - there was no such script at all!

"You guys drink, I'll go out for a while!"

Pan Dajun put down his wine glass, clenched his fists and went out.

If he didn't squeeze it tighter, he was afraid of exposing the trembling of his fingers.

Everyone could understand his emotions, so they sat down one after another and did not follow him out.

The scene outside belongs to Pan Dajun, but the glory will go to Han Lie. A sensible person will not go out to steal the show.