Returning to the end of the world before the natural disaster, I emptied the world of supplies

"You said you just took a photo of me buying a lot of takeout, and you were going to post it online?" Jiang Yan asked casually, while opening his press card, and took out his mobile phone to quickly log in to the national reporter website.

Quickly enter the person's name and press badge number.

well.

No such person found.

The anti-counterfeiting mark on the document also looks a bit rough.

"Yes, but if you can, Miss Jiang." The other party hesitated to speak, and the greed in his eyes didn't even want to be concealed.

Jiang Yan sneered secretly, and said calmly and bluntly: "How much do you want?"

The curly-haired man's eyes lit up, he smiled and raised his index finger.

Jiang Yan: "One thousand?"

The curly-haired man smiled maliciously and said: "Ms. Jiang, no, with your identity and status, I'm afraid you can't get away with a thousand yuan."

"Ten thousand?!" Jiang Yan pretended to be dumbfounded for a second.

When Curly Hair saw this, he felt happy.

Sure enough, the other party, like the little internet celebrities who had followed and photographed secretly, could not withstand threats.

Jiang Yan is rumored to be worth several billion. Asking her for even one million is probably just a drop in the bucket to her.

But now, let’s get one hundred thousand first.

Anyway, he kept the photos and blackmailed him into taking advantage of this money tree, because he was afraid that there wouldn't be a steady flow of money later.

Thinking of this, Curly Hair gritted his teeth, and the lion opened his mouth and said: "One hundred thousand!"

Jiang Yan secretly thought to herself: I dare to claim a hundred thousand for a randomly made-up photo. Do I think I am stupid or do I think I am stupid?

She is rich, but it was not brought by the strong wind!

The key is to meet a low-level liar who doesn't understand the law and has no moral bottom line.

"Ah?! One hundred thousand?! Are you sure I need one hundred thousand to buy the photos you secretly took?" Jiang Yan raised her voice and asked again.

Curly suppressed the joy in his heart, nodded seriously, and said with a mean expression: "Yes!"

He also wanted to add that he only accepted cash, but he heard rapid footsteps coming from not far away.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the community security captain running towards the two of them with two policemen and several small security guards.

"stop!!"

"stop!!"

Curly Hair was stunned, turned around and ran away. Jiang Yan directly raised her leg and swept it under his feet.

"Oh!"

Curly Hair, who had no time to dodge and was thrown to pieces, was easily subdued by the police and security guards who arrived.

The on-site transcript was quickly completed, and the fake reporter who was extorting money was naturally taken away by the police.

The cameras in Jiang Yan's home are all equipped with video recording functions, and all evidence is retained.

Someone like him who used fake press credentials and extorted more than 10,000 yuan could already go to jail and work on a sewing machine for ten years!

Although Jiang Yan had eliminated another scumbag, she was not happy at all.

In order to follow and get close to her, this person deliberately rented out the neighbors' houses.

What about other people with evil intentions?

It seems that the matter of selling the house and looking for a house cannot be postponed any longer.

Jiang Yan closed the door and entered the house.

After sitting on the sofa and thinking for a moment, she dug out the housing agency that had helped her mother deal with real estate and dialed their boss directly.

The owner of the agency is named Du Ziteng. Although his name sounds a bit funny, he is very reliable in his work.

The key is that before he opened an agency, he worked for Jiang Yan's mother's company for a long time and served as the head of the distribution department. His work performance and character were very good.

After his mother sold the company, he did not choose to stay with the new owner. Instead, he took a bunch of his delivery boys and switched careers to become a housing agency.

Speaking of which, Jiang Yan can be considered a relatively trustworthy person.

"Mr. Jiang!" Du Ziteng was naturally surprised to receive a call from Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan smiled helplessly: "Stop it, sir, my head is swollen."

Du Ziteng reacted instantly: "Um, Sister Yan, I'd like to express my condolences. By the way, is there anything I can do to help you? Just wait a moment, I'll go back to the office, where we can talk more privately."

Jiang Yan went straight to the point and briefly explained to him about selling and buying a house, as well as finding a warehouse.

When buying a house, her requirement was that the community should not be too big, with only two or three households being the best.

After all, heavy rains and various natural disasters will come later. If there are too many residents in a community, there will be many problems between neighbors.

In addition, the community should be far away from the city center, but it should be surrounded by shopping malls, supermarkets, hospitals and other supporting facilities, and the houses of small developers should not be considered.

Because relatively speaking, the quality of houses built by large developers is better than that of smaller ones.

To put it bluntly, the foundation must be stable.

It is best to have floors above 30, and only the top floor will be considered.

Although there are usually problems with the insulation and waterproofing of the attic, she originally wanted to renovate the house, so she felt that this problem was not a big problem.

As for the warehouse, her requirements were that it should be large, without surveillance, highly enclosed, and also far away from the urban area.

But it’s best to be close to a highway or a city transportation hub.

And whether it's a high-rise or a warehouse, it's best to buy, move in, and rent right away, even if you pay a little extra.

This was one of the reasons why she didn't consider the mountainside villa area where Song Deming lived.

It is actually one of the few areas in Anming City with relatively high terrain. After all, it has withstood the heavy rains after the end of the world.

But apart from leaving a lot of psychological shadow on her, the remaining residents were all large families who had lived there for a long time.

It is simply unrealistic to want to buy it.

In addition, there will be floods after heavy rains. Living in the middle of the mountain, landslides, mudslides, etc. are also great safety hazards.

After Jiang Yan explained her requirements and positioning, in fact, the range of choices for high-level and warehouses was significantly narrowed and more accurate.

Although Du Ziteng is the boss, he has always been personally involved in business.

After just listening, I already had an idea in my mind, so I said:

"Sister Yan, I will come to you later to fill in the information for the house you want to sell, and then I can put it on the trading platform. As for the high-rise buildings and warehouses you mentioned, I have several options on hand now. It will be convenient for you later. , I’ll take you to see it myself.”

When Jiang Yan heard this, she said without thinking: "Okay, you can send me the address and I will go now."

Du Ziteng was stunned: "Ah, are you going now? Sister Yan, do you want to take a break from jet lag?"

The story of Jiang Yan rushing back to China because of her mother's accidental death has been written about by various media in Anming City.

In addition, this is also the era of self-media, and she is considered a semi-famous figure and Internet celebrity in the local area.

Basically there is no privacy at all.

That is to say, the police station blocked the matter of her being detained in the basement in the morning and the death of Song Deming and Zhang Kai.

Otherwise, let alone going out to look at houses and buy supplies, the pointing fingers and Tumo Xingzi behind her back could drown her.

Jiang Yan took out a bottle of black coffee from the refrigerator and said, "I'm fine. Please send me the address."

"Okay, Sister Yan, I'll do it right away." Upon hearing this, Du Ziteng couldn't say anything else.

He had been struggling in the mall for so many years, and he still had the sense of boundaries he should have, and it was hard to ask Jiang Yan too much.