Hello!What about the straight guy?

City B

The car was quiet, matching his own heartbeat, Zhong Liyan closed his eyes slightly, and sighed in his heart, forget it, just pamper yourself.

He gently stretched out his hand, stroked Song Yuan's hair, and leaned on the seat to take a rest.

Ignoring the corner of Song Yuan's upturned mouth.

"President, Mr. Zhong, we're here." The driver stopped the car and woke them up softly.

Zhong Liyan opened his eyes, smiled apologetically at the driver, and then motioned him to leave first, calling himself Song Yuan.

"Song Yuan, wake up." Zhong Liyan stretched out his hand and shook his shoulder.

Song Yuan was also very tired these few days, and after finally taking a rest, he woke up unwillingly, frowning tightly, and murmured: "Xiaoyuan..."

Zhong Liyan didn't react for a moment: "Huh?"

"Xiao Yuan, it's called..." Song Yuan rubbed Zhong Liyan's shoulder, as if he was about to fall asleep, and his suit was wrinkled ugly.

"Eh." Zhong Liyan understood, he whispered softly, "Xiao Yuan, get up quickly, the banquet is about to begin."

Satisfied, Song Yuan unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth, reacted for a while, and slowly woke up: "Well...why didn't you call me?"

Zhong Liyan was silent, and decided not to tell him about Song Yuan's acting like a baby.

"I overslept, come out quickly, if you are late, it will affect your image." Zhong Liyan patted him.

The two stepped out of the car, and the huge villa in front was brightly lit, and attendants in black tuxedos stood at the door, welcoming every visitor.The bidding meeting this time was held after the banquet, so it took a long time.

"Hey, wait a minute." Zhong Liyan looked at Song Yuan's back as he walked forward quickly, "The clothes are wrinkled, I'll help you fix them."

After speaking, he held Song Yuan, smoothed his tie and sleeves, and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Forget it, let it be like this, let you sleep dishonestly."

"Ahem..." This sentence was a little ambiguous, Song Yuan turned his head a little embarrassed, "Well, let's go."

"...Okay." Zhong Liyan, who realized something, followed silently.

The two of them walked into the hall under the leadership of the attendants. Song Yuan glanced sharply at the guests, then walked up to a middle-aged man with a smile, took out two glasses of wine from the plate served by the waiter, and handed them to Take Zhong Liyan for a cup.

"Chen Dong, long time no see." Song Yuan was the first to say hello. They had met briefly at a tea party before.

The man named Chen Dong, seeing them, clinked glasses with them pretending to be friendly: "It's Mr. Song, I didn't expect you to be interested in these places?"

"Slightly interested." Song Yuan took a sip suddenly, "I don't know what Mr. Chen is interested in?"

"It's not hard to say, it's a street in Yong'an Town, I think it's not bad." Chen Dong's mouth was full of smiles, and he didn't know if he was telling the truth.

Yong'an Town is where Xiao Yu's family's house is located.

"I'm afraid there is something wrong with that place." Song Yuan took Chen Dong's words without changing his face, as if he knew something inside.

In fact, Mr. Chen himself was thinking of getting this place as long as he could get it. Hearing Song Yuan's words, he immediately said with interest: "Oh? Mr. Song seems to know something? Why don't you tell us? disclose."

"This..." Song Yuan said slowly while drinking, "I have a friend who lived here when he was a child, and this time I also asked him to help, so I came to this banquet with peace of mind. "

"It's this one?" Chen Dong had actually seen Zhong Liyan behind him a long time ago, and because of his exquisite looks, he attracted a lot of attention.

Seeing this, Zhong Liyan walked to the front slowly, and drank all the wine proudly: "My surname is Zhong, I am just a small person, and it is easy to help our President Song."

"En." Chen Dong nodded, "I don't know... what information can Mr. Zhong tell us?"

Seeing that this problem was left to him, Zhong Liyan could only make up a story by himself. This is a rather difficult matter, Zhong Liyan couldn't help frowning at Song Yuan, as if saying in his eyes: "You make me think Why go?"

Song Yuan also cast a wink from the angle: "Don't you want to help your little assistant? You have to figure out a way for yourself."

Zhong Liyan had no choice but to sigh calmly, then turned to Chen Dong cheerfully and said: "It's just a little rumor, Yong'an Town used to be Yizhuang, and it's usually not peaceful, so until now, the economy Well, I have never been nervous."

After finishing speaking, he accurately caught the displeasure flashing in Chen Dong's eyes.

Entrepreneurs have never paid attention to entertainment news, so they don't know Zhong Liyan's name. They just thought he was Song Yuan's friend. What's more, these people are superstitious and pay attention to Feng Shui when they do any real estate business. According to a rumor, I am afraid that he has some concerns about the development of this town.

Mr. Chen was not the only one present, so the news was also shared with them.

There was a smile in the corner of Song Yuan's eyes: "Hey, this is just a rumor, so it can't be taken seriously."

"Yes, yes." The other people responded without moving their expressions, and they also had some plans in their hearts. They were not allowed to take those places after thinking about it. If Song Yuan likes it, then give it to him. It is best... to be able Destroy his Feng Shui, and give less obstruction to their business.

In this way, a sentence that is not very practical has caused waves in the hearts of many entrepreneurs.

When the conversation was about the same, Song Yuan pulled Zhong Liyan in a timely manner and left their chat team.

They sat down on the sofa, Zhong Liyan took out the cake in front of him with a little interest, tasted it, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

"How did you come up with this reason?" Seeing Zhong Liyan like this, Song Yuan felt much happier.

"Aren't you so-called entrepreneurs afraid of Feng Shui?" Zhong Liyan picked up another piece of pastry and took another bite.

"That's them." Song Yuan leaned back slightly, "I'm not afraid."

"You young people..." Zhong Liyan patted him on the shoulder pretending to be mature, "Always newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."

Song Yuan smiled and said, "Senior, are you afraid of ghosts?"

"How is it possible, this kind of thing is so boring." Zhong Liyan waved his hand, "Well, the things here are not bad."

As he said that he wanted to pick up another piece of cake, Song Yuan quickly stretched out his hand to hold it: "You have eaten two pieces, so don't eat it."

Zhong Liyan has always liked to eat sweets, he didn't have much appetite a few days ago, he was in a good mood today, so he wanted to eat more.

"I'm hungry." Zhong Liyan stared at him.

Song Yuan forcibly put down the cake, picked up the juice on the side and replaced Zhong Liyan's wine: "It's not just this, you have a bad stomach, so drink less wine."

"Mother-in-law." Zhong Liyan should have been annoyed that he was meddling in his own business, but unexpectedly felt a warm current slipping through his heart. Although he muttered in his mouth, he still took the juice that Song Yuan handed over and drank it. a mouthful.

Song Yuan was satisfied. He suddenly thought of something, turned his head and asked, "Although this place is not big, it can't be bought for several million dollars. Does your little assistant have enough money?"

"Not enough." Zhong Liyan looked at Song Yuan who was close at hand, his face was hot, "But I said I will pay him in advance."

Song Yuan frowned immediately: "You...how did you treat your assistant so well?"

"Eh...he's my assistant."

"Then I'm also your junior." Song Yuan's slightly unconvinced voice came out, childish enough.

Zhong Liyan coughed and reminded: "Let me tell you, didn't you quit the entertainment industry? Where did you come from?"

"It was before, and it is now."

"As you please." Zhong Liyan found out now, Song Yuan looked serious, but it was just an illusion, the words could be naive, like a child.

At the banquet, all the people were drinking and drinking, and under the lights were everyone's hypocritical or sweet smiles, gorgeous and flashy.

After three full hours, all the talents moved to the subsequent bidding meeting. As expected, the land acquisition in Yong'an Town was obviously less competitive, which saved Song Yuan a lot of money.

In the end, Song Yuan bought it at a price of 5000 million, and it was a final decision.

In this way, after the bidding meeting ended, Zhong Liyan and Song Yuan left in the middle of the night.

"Well, how long will it take for you to take that piece of land and hand it over to you?" Without paying attention, Zhong Liyan suddenly realized that he seemed to have to talk to Song Yuan next, about the ownership of that house.

"Three days." It was already early morning, and Song Yuan was already exhausted at the banquet and the bidding meeting, leaning on the seat and rubbing his temples.

"..." Zhong Liyan didn't think it would take so long.

"After I get that piece of land, I'll have someone draft a transfer document for that house, and then you can just sign it." Song Yuan continued.

"This won't work, we need to be open, fair and just." Zhong Liyan immediately felt that this might owe a big favor, and immediately felt bad.

Song Yuan sighed slightly: "Hey, let's talk about these things tomorrow, I'm a little tired today."

At this time, Zhong Liyan also realized that it was getting late, so he softly asked the driver in front if he could go to the hotel he had booked before.

"This..." The driver didn't know what to say. It would be a detour if he went there, but Mr. Zhong is the president's friend, so what should he say?

Song Yuan spoke in advance: "Well... you should go to my hotel first, or if you go back, I'm afraid it will be too late and you won't be able to sleep well."

Zhong Liyan looked at Song Yuan's tired expression, opened his mouth, and finally said: "That's fine."

Hotels

Song Yuan opened a suite, and Zhong Liyan didn't have any documents on him, so he could only follow Song Yuan back to his room.

As soon as he got to the room, Song Yuan immediately tore off his tie, and then said to Zhong Liyan behind him, "Well... I'll take a shower first, you can choose a room."

"Okay..." Zhong Liyan, who was slightly startled by Song Yuan's actions, replied silently.

Song Yuan was actually a little nervous, and he regretted why he chose a suite instead of a single room.

Zhong Liyan touched his cheek, lying on the bed, in a daze, not knowing what to think.