The old man's face moved, he looked at Jin Feng again, and said with a smile: "From the mainland, come to see the former residence of the young marshal?"

"Hmm. Yes, your butler is fierce and won't let me in. ”

The old man smiled again, and stood in the wind and rain and looked inside the door: "It's a pity that you are late." I sold this house to Minister Li of Sin Chew. ”

"Otherwise, I'll invite you to come in and have a look. ”

"I'll tell you the story of how the young marshal was once here. Hey, hey, the wind and clouds will meet!"

Jin Feng took out a cigarette and handed it to the old man, but the old man politely refused. It was Xiaodong who came to him, hehe, smiled and gestured.

After lighting the cigarette, Jin Feng handed the cigarette and lighter to Xiaodong, and quietly looked at the villa that was not tall: "This place is a bit like the West Mountain of Tiandu City." The Sanshui River in the south is very similar to the Yongding River in Lugou Bridge. ”

"General *** He moved out of the Alishan Forbidden Area and chose a lot of places to choose here. ”

When these words came out, the old man was a little more strange to Jin Feng: "You know the young marshal quite well." It's a pity that he ended up going to the First Empire. It's a shame in life. ”

Jin Feng took a deep breath of cigarette and swallowed his lungs with difficulty, narrowing his eyes: "This villa is just like this island, it is an isolated island and a lonely city. ”

"Instead of sitting in the city of sorrow, it is better to go away. It's a hundred, and the picture is clean. ”

The old man turned his head for the third time and stared deeply at Jin Feng, stretched out his hand and said solemnly, "Contemptible Xingzhou Yao Kun." Pls sir, the name. ”

Jin Feng stretched out his hand and shook hands with Yao Kun to salute: "Jin Feng!"

The old man nodded and said politely, "Hello Mr. Jin." Nice to meet you. You ......"

"You're Jin Feng!?

"No, it's not me, it's not, Brother Feng...... Brother Feng...... You're Brother Feng!"

Yao Kun's son, Yao Dong, squeezed his father aside, and looked at Jin Feng blankly, looking excited and unbearable.

"Holy shit. It's really Brother Feng, you. I've seen you at the Doubao Conference...... It's really you. ”

"Brother Feng, you've been swiping the screen again these days. Five fucks me isn't enough! Oh my God, my Buddha, I'm ......."

"Wait, wait, Brother Feng, let's take a picture of ourselves, and allow me to pretend to be a ** first. ”

Yao Kun was also shocked at this time, his eyes were full of shock and emotion.

Suddenly, Yao Kun stepped forward and pushed his son aside, grabbed Jin Feng's hand, and laughed loudly, "Mr. Jin is leaving." I'll take you inside for a tour. Have a good visit. ”

Jin Feng's face showed a hint of teasing: "Aren't you afraid that the owner of the house will come to find trouble?"

Yao Kun's face was excited, and he waved his hand: "No matter how troublesome it is, I can't let you go back empty-handed." ”

The corners of Jin Feng's mouth turned up, and he said softly, "Thank you for your kindness." Li Mutong asked me to get the key. ”

Yao Kun and Yao Dong's father and son were stunned, and they screamed in unison, "The house you bought!?"

The house was indeed bought by Jin Feng. just borrowed Li Mutong's hand.

After all, there are too many people I have offended in that place in Xingzhou. In the treasure fighting war that year, the local big families in Sin Chew smashed countless hammers on Li Shengzun, and invested all their net worth to buy Li Shengzun to win.

As soon as the results came out, many of the Sin Chew trenches lost all their pants. Countless families and businesses have declared bankruptcy and bankruptcy due to broken capital chains, and many people have gone to the rooftop of Sands Casino.

More than half of these bankrupt businesses and families were later acquired and reorganized by the white gloves of the three great divine beasts, Zeng Zi, Mo Fan, Qingzhu, and Wang Xiaoxin, and they were transformed and reborn in Xingzhou, lying down and counting money every day.

Stepping on the wet ground, walk into the long-awaited former residence.

The gate of the ancient last century slowly pushed back, and a heavy scene of long-term absence came to the face, with the breath of the old man.

A table, a chair, a flower, a grass, a tree, a tree, a scene.

It has been a few years since one glance was parted.

Yao Kun and Yao Dong, father and son, silently followed Jin Feng and told Jin Feng softly. This small villa has not been touched since it was bought.

Even his father and son were reluctant to live here when they came to North City for business and vacation.

Yao Kun takes this house very seriously, and he seems to have such a complex in his heart.

It seems to be the first real estate in the blood marrow of Shenzhou, and the real purpose is one.

Investment. Make hay!

The potential for the value of celebrity homes is huge.

Especially a highly controversial historical figure like *** has been hot for a hundred years.

The rate of return of such celebrity residences is not inferior to hundreds of millions of chicken cups and Ru kilns.

But Yao Kun is very smart. He knew what the selling point of this villa was.

So from the day I bought it, everything was as it was, without any changes in the slightest.

The more authentic it is, the more money you can make.

In the year of the Olympics, the house was seriously aging and leaking rain everywhere, so the floor was forced to be modernized and waterproofed. The walls inside and outside the house had to be repaired.

Even the restoration was made with materials from the seventies of the last century. It took a lot of effort just to find these materials. For fear of damaging the original bit by bit.

Sure enough, a few years later, the moats in Shenzhou suddenly got up and began to follow the steps of the devils back then, waving *** to buy and buy all over the world.

And this villa has risen with it, from tens of thousands of yuan at the beginning to hundreds of millions now, earning more than 9,000 times.

Now Yao Kun doesn't want to sell it, and he doesn't lack those hundreds of millions. I used to think about buying it to make money, but now, this house has become my business card.

And he has become the generation of this house.

Every time I chat with my compatriots in the mainland or other continents, when I say that I am the owner of this house, I will immediately attract bursts of admiration.

It's also because of this house that I earn more money.

One day last year, someone from the First Reich came looking for him. euphemistically offered to redeem the house, and Yao Kun also politely refused.

Until a few days ago, Li Mutong, the Minister of the Interior of his country, personally came to his door to find him and presented him with a check for 90 million Daolang.

The forces of other countries don't have to buy it, but Li Mutong's face can't be left unwanted.

Ninety million Daolang made himself a full eighty-nine million nine hundred and fifty thousand.

However, what he didn't expect was that this house was only purchased by Minister Li Mutong. And the real master is Jin Feng in front of him.

This shock made Yao Kun and his son unaware for half an hour.

"Mr. Yao. Are you sure nothing has been touched here?"

After walking up and down the entire villa, inside and out, as well as in the front yard and back garden, Jin Feng asked softly about the exit.

"Absolutely nothing has been touched. ”

"If a brick or tile, earth or wood has been moved, Yao is willing to compensate Mr. Jin tenfold for his losses. ”

Jin Feng turned around and smiled: "You are old." I'm just asking. ”

After saying this, Jin Feng turned his head and casually looked at a place not far away, turned around and entered the house.

Yao Kun, who was still on the bed at Xingzhou's house, was dragged up by his father and flew straight here, shivering one after another, and said goodbye to Jin Feng tremblingly.

"Brother Feng. I'll come back in the evening. You must wait for me. ”

The taillights of the BMW disappeared from view, and in this afternoon full of old mansions, Jin Feng stepped into this long-awaited villa as he wished.

The rain was endless, lingering, and whispering about the pain and suffering of the past.

It's another year of mid-autumn. The rain in Beishi covered the sky, and the white gray clouds also blocked the figure of the full moon.

Old-fashioned mottled old-fashioned solid wood furniture from the last century, a 21-inch old-fashioned Panasonic color TV, and a gold-plated turntable telephone......

Other than that, there was nothing else in the whole villa.

These are all souvenirs that Xiao Liuzi left for Yao Kun when he moved out of here.

Fifty-five years ago, Xiao Liuzi moved here, and the environment was already very relaxed.

However, according to the strict standards set by Dai Li's death, there are still agents who are closely monitored at all times.

Just across from this villa, there used to be a stronghold set up specifically to spy on Xiao Liuzi.

At that time, Xiao Liuzi still needed to report when he went in and out, and he also needed the approval of a special department to meet people and pick up customers.

Twenty-seven years ago, Xiao Liuzi moved out of here and lived in another place. An apartment in the downtown area of North City. There he lived in seclusion for several months, quietly boarding a plane bound for the First Empire.

From now on, it will never be known to China.

The small trees that were once planted by himself are now in their prime, and the canopies firmly protect the villa.

Jin Feng sat quietly on the only chair in the living room, crossing Erlang's legs and silently waiting for the passage of time.

This place...... There's something!

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