People are setting up stalls and are worth hundreds of billions

In order to prove himself, the elite man also took out his business card and shook it in front of everyone.

Zhen Yiming.

Founder of the Million Dollar Elite Club.

Company address: Room 704, 7th Floor, China Resources International Building.

The awesomeness of China Resources International Building is known to everyone in Shencheng.

For a while, many people looked at Zhen Yiming's eyes, and they changed instantly.

"China Resources International Building, that's a top office building with a price of 200,000 per square meter!".

"200 square meters! That's more than 40 million!

The onlookers praised it.

Zhen Yiming glanced at Qin Feng, triumphant.

"Do you want to know how I made this million in three months and made a fortune!"

"I don't want to. Qin Feng directly refused.

Because ......

No matter how bad I am, it is impossible for me to have millions of assets left in three months!

The rent of the building is rising every day.

Banks are lying on their stomachs with billions.

Law firm dividends are too explosive.

It's really hard to be poor!

Qin Feng was calm and calm, and Zhen Yiming's mentality collapsed.

Zhen Yiming: "......

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I'm here to smash you, you don't follow the usual routines......

Let me take over the show!Let me continue to pretend!

But.

Zhen Yiming's passionate speech just now attracted many passers-by to stop.

Qin Feng didn't want to hear it, they wanted to.

We don't want to be poor all our lives and watch the goddess be married by another man!".

"Yes, what kind of chance can I make a million in March!".

"I don't want to move bricks anymore, I also want to drive a luxury car!".

The pursuit of everyone made Zhen Yiming satisfied, and glared at Qin Feng proudly.

"Hehe, I kindly took you to make a fortune, but you didn't know how to seize the opportunity!".

"Some people are destined to set up a stall for a lifetime, and they will never reach the top of wealth!"

Atmosphere rendering, already in place.

My show, officially begins!

"Life is about hard work, what is the difference between a life without dreams and salted fish!".

"If you want to succeed!, join our Million Elite Club, dozens of business CEOs, will share their successful experience with you!".

"Meeting is fate, join now, don't 88888, don't 58888!As long as 18888, the secret of success is brought home!".

"Believe in my vision, the next Daddy Ma is you!".

Qin Feng: "......

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Advertising is like a tornado, it always comes so unexpectedly......

Hey, since ancient times, the affection can't be retained, and the routine has won the hearts of the people.

"How about it, are you moved by what I said!Do you think that your previous self was too salty!" Zhen Yiming said proudly.

After watching the play, the acting is really bad.

Suddenly, Qin Feng remembered that there was still one last order, and he would be able to brush out the reward.

In that case, let's make up the numbers.

And then!

Qin Feng pressed the car key.

Brilliant headlights, stunning and shining!

Smooth body, mighty and domineering!

The Bugatti Veyron Mansory parked next to it silently brushed its existence.

Zhen Yiming: "......

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Fox-eyed beauty, double ponytail cute girl, long-legged hot girl: "......

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Onlookers: "......".

As soon as the lights came on, everyone was confused, and the scene suddenly fell into dead silence.

it!

You have tens of millions of luxury cars and supercars, what kind of stall do you put up!

Sorry for the interruption, farewell!

In the dead silence, Qin Feng's voice sounded faintly.

"Do you want to know? How do I get a multi-million supercar in two weeks?".

Similar words came out of Qin Feng's mouth.

But this is forced, why is it suddenly elevated!

Tens of millions of pks millions.

Two weeks pk March.

Burst!

Originally, Zhen Yiming, who pretended to be slapped in the face, wanted to take advantage of the moment when everyone was stunned and quietly slipped away.

But now!

As soon as he heard Qin Feng's words, he knelt down and returned.

"The little brother is ignorant, ask the big guy for advice!".

Zhen Yiming's eyes flashed with longing, full of admiration.

Now, only the last 1 piece is missing, and today 10 pieces are completed.

Qin Feng's gaze swept over his stall, his expression unfathomable.

"A little thirsty. "

Zhen Yiming understood in seconds, and directly scanned the QR code on the stall.

"Ding! Alipay has arrived at 10,000 yuan, please pay attention to check!".

The payment was successful.

Zhen Yiming picked up a bottle of mineral water and respectfully presented it to Qin Feng.

"Little meaning, please drink some water from the big guy. The secret of success, please give us advice. "

Ten thousand, a bottle of water?

It's still at Qin Feng's stall, and the ...... bought for Qin Feng

That's when it happened!

It was detected that the host had completed ten orders of sales per day, and two ancient folding fans painted by the painting saint Wu Daozi were rewarded, with an estimated value of 30 million. 】

This time, the reward turned out to be an antique!

And it is also the authentic work of Wu Daozi, who is known as the saint of painting!

Qin Feng was stunned.

You know, in the history of ancient art, only three people have been crowned with the laurels of "saint"!

The book saint "Wang Xizhi", the poetry saint "Du Fu", and the painting saint "Wu Daozi"!

And Wu Daozi's painting skills are superb, and he was highly respected by Tang Xuanzong, and he was summoned to Kyoto for worship.

It's a pity that later, an imperial decree that "no painting unless there is an edict" made Wu Daozi's paintings scarce.

In other words, Wu Daozi's paintings have a price but no market!

And these two ancient folding fans, although the system is estimated at 30 million, if they are sent to the auction house for auction, they can definitely be multiplied several times, and there will be many people rushing to buy them!

Antiques in prosperous times, gold in troubled times!

That's the real good! Money can't buy it!

Now that the reward is in hand, the next thing ...... be

Under Zhen Yiming's reverent gaze, Qin Feng calmly took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone.

"Manager He, 704, it's time to collect rent, right?".

He Jing, who was on the other end of the phone, quickly gave an answer.

"Room 704, Million Elite Club, 547,150 rent a month. Our building, bet one and pay three, a total of 1,094,300, more than a million. "

"There are three days left, and the rent payment date for the next quarter is coming, so I'll urge it right away. Please rest assured that Mr. Qin's rent will definitely arrive on time. "

"Hmm. Qin Feng hung up the phone.

Zhen Yiming: "!!

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Jingle bells!

Zhen Yiming's mobile phone vibrated rapidly!

It's He Jing!

"Hello, Mr. Zhen. I am the property manager of China Resources International Building. As a reminder, it's time for you to pay your rent. "

"According to the regulations, once the deadline for rent payment arrives, if the rent is not paid, Quanhong Law Firm will negotiate with you. "

Zhen Yiming: "......

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I just want to brag.

But who would have thought that a stall boy on the side of the road would be my landlord!

Zhen Yiming asked Cangtian speechlessly.

At this time, Qin Feng patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly

"You see, in a minute, the wheels of the supercar break out. With the wheels, will the supercar be far away?".

"Meeting is fate, in order to motivate you, the rent for the next quarter will be free of you a fraction, and the 300 will not be given. "

"Do a good job, the new supercar depends on you!".