I Don’t Want To Be Popular

The female saleswoman said with a trembling smile: "How could it be possible that the people who buy this watch are all rich people. At least tens of millions at home."

Chen Chuan wore a watch and left here with a bag. He went to the LV counter next door and bought a carbon gray leather business shoulder bag for 58549 yuan.

In terms of bags alone, nearly 60,000 yuan is indeed quite expensive. Even in a feasting city, there are not many people who can buy bags at this price. The main sales range of the LV brand is still around 20,000 yuan.

However, 6.7 billion in bank deposits, the daily interest is around 550,000, so buying a 50,000 package is not too much.

After buying clothes, watches, and bags, Chen Chuan was almost done, and then took a taxi to Tianlong International Building on Binhai 1st Road.

...

The office of the property company on the first floor.

The property manager Ma Wenqiang looked at his watch and waited with a solemn expression on his face. He received a call and learned the news that the building has just changed its owner and may come these days.

咚咚!

A young man knocked on the office door.

Ma Wenqiang stood up and looked at the young man standing at the door.

"You are looking for?" Ma Wenqiang asked cautiously. In these years, if he wants to survive well, he will not despise anyone by virtue of his clothes or his youth.

What's more, the young man at the door was dressed in glamorous clothes and looked at ease, which made him have to be cautious and polite.

The young man at the door was Chen Chuan. He took out the "Tianlong International Building Property Right Transfer Contract" and the "Property Trust Contract".

Manager Ma immediately stood at attention, knew what was going on right away, and said hurriedly, "What do you call it?"

"My name is Chen Chuan." Chen Chuan said.

"Hello, Mr. Chen, I am Ma Wenqiang, the manager of Tianlong Property. I received a call yesterday. This building was purchased by you and has been transferred to your name, right?" Ma Wenqiang said.

Chen Chuan nodded and handed these documents and his ID card.

Ma Wenqiang took out the verification one by one, and after confirming Chen Chuan's identity, he was even more in awe when he saw that Chen Chuan's ID was 22 years old. Nima's 22-year-old new owner of Tianlong International Building!

And it seems that this little lord does not seem to be a bad person.

Ma Wenqiang politely said: "Mr. Chen, this is the property information I compiled about the building. The building has a construction area of ​​49,000 square meters, with a total of 39 floors. The daily rent is 6 yuan per square meter, the occupancy rate is 100%, and the monthly rent is 882. Ten thousand, our property company collects rent on a quarterly basis. One quarter is 26.46 million. At present, we have just received the fourth quarter rent. The funds are already in the company's account and can be transferred to you at any time."

"It's done according to the contract." Chen Chuan pointed to the "Tianlong International Property Custody Contract". The contract was filled with his bank card number.

"Okay, then I will ask Finance to transfer the rent of 26.46 million in the fourth quarter to you, and it is expected to arrive tomorrow." Ma Wenqiang said, "Mr. Chen, would you like me to take you around? You look at the sanitary condition of the building."

Chen Chuan shook his head and motioned not to.

Because of this building, he used to work here every day, knowing that the property management is good, the security is perfect, the sanitation is clean, the fire automation, the communication automation, and the office automation are good. It is a modern Grade A 5A office building.

Chen Chuan looked at Ma Wenqiang on the opposite side. He was in his early thirties. He was a little bald, and he looked stressful in life, with a little sweat on his nose. Look at the other employees in the office, three women in white shirts. They all stood nervously, looking at Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, everything is business as usual. Do your work well, there will be a big red envelope at the end of the year."

Seeing Chen Chuan say this and how close people are on ordinary days, Ma Wenqiang and others were relieved and all laughed.

"Mr. Chen, take you around?" Ma Wenqiang asked again.

"Row."

Chen Chuan looked at him as he wanted to behave. There was nothing wrong with him anyway, so he let Ma Wenqiang lead the way.

Ma Wenqiang systematically introduced the floor height of the lobby, decoration and maintenance, elevator operation and so on.

"There are currently 109 companies in the building with 2,900 people working. There is a canteen on the second floor, but many white-collar workers will order takeaways at noon. Every day at noon, there are fifty or sixty people at the door." Ma Wenqiang said.

It was almost exactly lunch time. Chen Chuan saw white-collar workers walking out of the building one after another, some of them in thin clothes, taking the food they ordered from the takeaway brother, and quickly returning to the building.

In fact, Ma Wenqiang does not need to say about these situations, he also knows.

Because he used to be one of these hard-working little white-collar workers. He came down to grab fast food at noon every day, or went to the next shopping mall to buy boxed lunches. Sometimes he ate in the restaurant outside. After eating, he returned to the company, took a small pillow, and lay down on the table in the morning. Sleep for a while.

Can't sleep for too long, from about 12:30 to 1:30.

Since I went to work, I have deeply understood what it means to not sleep at noon and collapse in the afternoon.

But now, he doesn't have to live the hard life of the past.

Even if it saves 6.7 billion for retirement, the rent of Tianlong International Building alone is enough for daily expenses. A monthly rental income of 8.82 million yuan, if not for mobile games, it should be enough to spend.

At the door of the property office, Chen Chuan saw the recruitment advertisement:

"Tianlong International Building recruits security guards, under 35 years old, 175cm tall, good image, good temperament, and security work experience is preferred. 12-hour work system, shift work, 4 days off a month. The company pays five insurances and provides board and lodging. , The monthly salary is 3300 yuan."

Ma Wenqiang said: "Our building needs 30 security personnel. There are 23 people now. There are still 7 gaps. We are hiring people."

Chen Chuan looked at the blue clothes that the security guard wore at the door, and said, "The security clothes almost mean."

Ma Wenqiang knows: "Wearing a suit and leather shoes? I understand. I will arrange it right away. Each person will give out two suits and shirts. They must be worn throughout the year during work. The company will put them away for cleaning every Friday.

Chen Chuan feels that this manager Ma is also very agile.

At this moment, Chen Chuan thought of Ah Wei, the fat man, the Internet cafe manager in the world of fiction. He didn't know if there was such a man in reality.

Chen Chuan left the property office and went to the 17th floor, the advertising company where he worked.

He came to hand over his resignation, and by the way, he packed up his personal belongings. Some gadgets on the desk, such as the Gundam figure, are worthless, but they carry many years of memory.

"Chen Chuan, what are you doing packing up?" Jun Tiande at the table beside him was eating bread and said.

Chen Chuan looked at him. This Jun Tiande also graduated from Haiqin University, one level higher than Chen Chuan, and is considered a senior. The two work in the same advertising company and are colleagues, so they have a good relationship.

In order to save money to buy a house, Jun Tiande, UU reading www.uukanshu. com gnaws bread at noon every day, and whenever he sees him, he gnaws bread. A boxed lunch is a big meal for him.

Chen Chuan gave Jun Tiande a hug, although according to the real world, the two have not seen each other for a day.

But after all, Chen Chuan spent 381 days in the world of novels, and he felt that he had a strong sense of time in his heart.

"Go, old gentleman, let's see you by chance. My buddy will withdraw first." Chen Chuan patted Jun Tiande on the shoulder.

"Go? Where are you going, shouldn't you be right now?" Jun Tiande stared at the bull's eyes with a dazed expression.

In the office, several other little beauties in short skirts also looked at Chen Chuan in surprise.

Chen Chuan passed by the manager's office and saw Andi sitting inside and talking on the phone.

Chen Chuan walked in, and Anti happened to be finished.

When Antey faced Chen Chuan, she didn't seem to be as cold as before. Perhaps she was thinking of drinking together last night. She looked at Chen Chuan holding the cardboard box and asked: "Are you really going? You are too irresponsible like this. Right?"