After the cannon fodder male supporting role became the richest man

"Happiness Real Estate?" Jiang Sen was silent for a while, "I've heard of it, a very low-key real estate company."

low key?Did Jiang Sen misunderstand him? In just three years, Xingfu Real Estate has reached the point where most people in China have heard of it, and it is still low-key?

Ling Xiao was thoughtful, "Then... what do you think of the president of Xingfu Real Estate?"

Ling Xiao leaned back and straightened his body again, clenched his fingers tightly again, his eyes turned left and right regularly, and there was no abnormality on his face, only the slightly trembling eyelashes that were almost invisible revealed his expectation.

Just in front of a red light, Jiang Sen stopped, put his left hand on his cheek and thought for a while: "I have never worked with him, but I admire him very much. Linshi real estate started very early, and its development is quite mature now. Under the pressure of a big company like Yixing Real Estate, it has risen rapidly and become a real estate company second only to Yixing, which shows its ability."

Ling Xiao tilted his head and lowered the corners of his mouth, and his face darkened again when he heard the last two sentences: "Second only to Yixing Real Estate?"

The word "below" is wrong, and using "equal share" is an insult to him.

Didn't Jiang Sen say he didn't like him?Why do you still admire him so much?

Jiang Sen felt that Ling Xiao's eyes were a little strange, and he couldn't tell whether it was puzzlement or... resentment.

He secretly laughed that he must be too tired, he couldn't even distinguish a look, Ling Xiao must have felt that he had exaggerated the happiness real estate.

He explained: "The Zhou family has been in business for more than ten years, and Yixing is naturally unshakable in a short period of time. It is already very good to achieve this level of happiness."

Ling Xiao was a little frustrated. He didn't expect that Happy Real Estate could not compare to that old man Zhou Ming in Jiang Sen's eyes. It seemed that he was too low-key.

On the second day, the company's publicity department received a large sum of money personally approved by the president, specifying that it would be used for publicity.

Everyone in the Propaganda Department was stunned. Isn't the publicity plan of Xingfu Real Estate decided long ago and will never be changed easily?

Of course, this is something for later.

In fact, strictly speaking, it is only the top management of the company who are low-key, and the title of "Happy Real Estate" is not low-key at all.

Xingfu Real Estate is headquartered in Linshi, but it also has branches in several other first-tier cities. Its positioning is mainly to make money from the rich, so properties are generally located in more luxurious and more suitable locations.

And the building materials are first-class, and good quality brings good reputation. Although it is not so down-to-earth, when it comes to Happy Real Estate, most people subconsciously think of information such as "good quality" and "rich people".

Everyone has the mentality of showing off their wealth, and if they can afford a house in Xingfu Real Estate, they can be regarded as superior to others to a certain extent. This is the concept that the Propaganda Department of Xingfu Real Estate has been promoting to everyone.

One person bought a house in Happy Real Estate, and showed it off to himself, and his relatives and friends said "I have a relative xx who lives there" to show off a wave, word of mouth, and the degree of publicity is not low at all.

Even in some cities, the popularity of Xingfu Real Estate has surpassed Yi Xing, but Yi Xing made his fortune in Lin City, and the locals are more recognized, so it is impossible to surpass it in a short time.

Ling Xiao was full of thoughts, and suddenly he leaned forward passively. After a while, he heard the sound of the car turning off.

"What's wrong?" He leaned forward and asked.

Jiang Sen opened the car window and took a look with his head: "There seems to be a car accident ahead."

At this time, it was the rush hour for getting off work. Some people were in a hurry to go home and wanted to overtake another car, but the person in front refused to give way. The two cars scrambled for the lane and collided inevitably, and one of them hit the outside of the lane.

It's Monday, even if you go back to the city from a remote place, there will be a lot of vehicles coming and going.Now that the accident vehicle blocked the road, all the cars in front of him came to a sudden stop, and the entire road was completely blocked. We had to wait for the police to deal with the traffic accident, and we had to wait for a tow truck to tow it.

Jiang Sen also wanted to send Ling Xiao back and take a look at Jiang's mother who was chattering on the phone an hour ago and Jiang's father who was on the sidelines, but now it seems impossible.

In desperation, he had no choice but to call Mother Jiang to explain the reason.

At first, Mama Jiang asked anxiously, for fear that he might have bumped into something, but after learning that he was unharmed, she started to find fault with Papa Jiang again.

Jiang Sen listened on the side of the phone, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, until he heard Jiang's mother complaining that Jiang's father had nothing to do and stepped on dog shit, which made his son stuck in the road and unable to go home, he finally hung up the phone in peace.

"Ling Xiao, I'm afraid it will be very late when the driveway is cleared. Why don't you rest at my house and go to work tomorrow? By the way, is it okay for your grandfather to be alone at home?"

Jiang Sen suddenly thought that Ling Xiao's house wasn't too close, so he would inevitably delay a lot of time to pick him up every now and then.

What does this mean?Let me live in his house, is he inviting me to live together?

Or, is he trying to do something bad to me?

But he hasn't confessed to me yet?

Ling Xiao's heart was beating like a drum, and it took him a while to suppress it: "My grandpa has returned to his hometown."

"Haven't you guys only been back for a few months?" Jiang Sen asked casually, and it was less than two months before Chinese New Year.

Ling Xiao's expression didn't change and his heart didn't beat: "Old...he may miss his homeland more."

"That's true." Jiang Sen nodded.

Not to mention the elderly, even he, after transmigrating into the book, still misses his home from time to time.

Jiang Sen asked Ling Xiao two questions, and the other party only answered one, and the other was acquiescing, so he drove the car home directly.

The two went upstairs and changed into slippers at the door. Ling Xiao's feet were bigger than Jiang Sen's, and the slippers were a bit small, but they could barely fit. Then the two entered the house.

The house with two bedrooms and one living room can be seen at a glance. It is really not too big, but the style is exactly the same as that of Jiang Sen himself.

Clean, cool, unpopular, but a little inexplicably attractive.

Jiang Sen took two bottles of water from the refrigerator, handed one to Ling Xiao, and said, "Sit whatever you want and treat this place as your own home, you're welcome."

Ling Xiao snatched both bottles of water away, and shook his head in disapproval: "Drinking cold water hurts the stomach, I'll boil the water first."

Johnson: "..."

Forget that this person is still a health madman.

Jiang Sen had no choice but to follow him, watching him skillfully boil water, wash the cup, and then filled the cup with boiled water and handed it to him.

"I don't work overtime at night, and I don't need to drink tea. Plain water is fine."

Jiang Sen has always felt that in front of Ling Xiao, he is a younger brother who needs to be taken care of, and now this idea is even more verified.

He drank water in a daze, and then mechanically handed the empty glass back to the other party.

Until he remembered that this was his home, he was the host, and neither his guests nor himself had dinner.

It will be nine o'clock soon, the place where Jiang Sen lives is not too prosperous, and the long waiting time for takeaway is not in his consideration.

The convenience store downstairs was closed before they came back, so naturally it was impossible to buy dinner.

So, he opened the refrigerator again, looked at the four packs of instant noodles in the fridge, and fell into deep thought: two packs for one person, should it be just right?

"What's the matter?" Ling Xiao looked at Jiang Sen who had been opening the refrigerator door for a long time, and his footsteps had not moved, and walked forward.

"At home...there's only instant noodles, two packs...is it enough for you?"

Ling Xiao: "..."

Seeing that he was silent, Jiang Sen was afraid that he would not give in: "How about you three and one?"

The author has something to say: Ling Xiao: Do ​​you want to invite me to live together?

Johnson: I don't mean that

Ling Xiao: He, do you want to do bad things to me?

Johnson: I don't mean that

Ling Xiao: But you haven't confessed to me yet

Johnson: ... oh