Chapter Forty-Four: Shangguan Ling, a Fortune Boy!

Since Zuo Fei made this bet with Shangguan Ling, he naturally had a way to win the final victory and let Shangguan Ling give it up.

Zuo Fei deliberately looked at Duan Qiye, and secretly winked. In Shangguan Ling's opinion, there was a leg between Zuo Fei and Duan Qiye, and he unconsciously had suspicions.

But Duan Qiye was confused, and he didn't know why Zuo Fei kept looking at him. I wanted to ask several times, but I was organized by Zuo Fei.

Zuo Fei's acting skills are so good, everyone at the scene was led astray by Zuo Fei!

"Zuo Fei, do you think these tricks can fool me, a fool's dream. I don't want this wasteland, give it to you. Shangguan Ling thought that he had seen through Zuo Fei's tricks, and said proudly to Zuo Fei.

"Oh, so if you say that, then you lost the bet we made before. Zuo Fei smiled indifferently.

"Yes, it's me who lost, isn't it just one million, I Shangguan Ling can afford it. But Zuo Fei, don't be too complacent, even if you have two million on hand now, you can't enter the real estate industry. Shangguan Ling didn't care about Zuo Fei's words, and said in a deep voice.

"Whether or not you can enter the real estate industry is a matter for our father and son of the Zuo family, and it is not your Shangguan Young Master's trouble. Zuo Fei said with a sneer.

Shangguan Ling glanced at Lin Hai, the bodyguard behind him, Lin Hai understood what Shangguan Ling meant, took out a bank card from his body, and handed it to Zuo Fei.

"I'm willing to gamble and lose, and I'll give you a million. Lin Hai, let's go!" Shangguan Ling turned to leave.

After Shangguan Ling and the others left, Zuo's father stepped forward and asked Zuo Fei, "Feizi, if you get this million from Shangguan Ling's hands, you will definitely be hostile to him." The Shangguan family has a big business, and we are no match for them. You hurry up and return the money to them, and then you can take revenge on our father and son when the time comes!"

Zuo Fei shook his head, his face was indifferent, "Dad, don't worry, I've already thought about the rest of the matter." And even if I return the money to him now, with Shangguan Ling's stinky temper, I will definitely get into trouble later. Rather than that, let's take the money he gave us and develop this wasteland first!"

Once you buy 20,000 square meters of wasteland, it will cost a lot of money in the future.

Just clearing the wasteland and laying the foundation will cost tens or millions of dollars.

Although the one million sent by Shangguan Ling could not solve all the expenses, it was still possible to solve the urgent need.

So to speak.

Shangguan Ling is a fortune boy who sent money to Zuo Fei to get through the difficulties.

Shangguan Ling did not feel angry because he failed to give Zuo Fei 1 million, but felt lucky, thinking that he had seen through Zuo Fei's tricks, so that he did not lose more money.

As for the million yuan given to Zuo Fei.

Shangguan Ling believed that sooner or later, he would have to make Zuo Fei pay a heavy price for his profits.

"You said before that you were out of five million, is it true?" Duan Qiye said happily.

But where did Zuo Fei have so much money.

The words that were said before were all deliberately deceived by Shangguan Ling.

Zuo Fei shook his head and said to Duan Qiye, "Seventh Master, when I came, I saw this wasteland of yours, which can neither be planted nor produce economic benefits in the surrounding area. So, we don't want this wasteland!"

Zuo Fei pulled his father, and before he could take five steps forward, Duan Qiye sighed and hurriedly said to Zuo Fei.

"What do you think is the right price?"

After Zuo Fei heard this, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and then he turned around and stretched out a finger to Duan Qiye.

"100,000 yuan! No, this price is too cheap, you can see if you can go up." ”

"It's not 100,000, it's 1 million!" Zuo Fei said indifferently.

Anyway, Zuo Fei was a friend of Duan Qiye's daughter ten years ago. Although the two sides have not met yet, Zuo Fei is a person who values feelings. knew that Duan Qiye's daughter was in urgent need of a sum of money now.

A million should be enough to cure her leukemia.

After Duan Qiye heard Zuo Fei's words, his face was a little moved, and he said gratefully to Zuo Fei, "Zuo Fei, thank you." ”

Zuo's father on the side was like playing soy sauce, watching how Zuo Fei bought this wasteland.

Originally, Zuo's father thought that he was the protagonist when he came this time, but now he knows that he is just a supporting role.

But even so, Zuo's father was still very happy, and he was proud of Zuo Fei with a son like Zuo Fei.

In the ensuing time, the two sides went through some legal procedures.

Zuo Fei and his son bought this wasteland for one million.

By the time the purchase of the wasteland was over, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

Zuo Fei and his father came to a restaurant.

"Dad, after this dinner, I have to go back to school, and I'll leave the wasteland to you. Zuo Fei looked at Zuo's father who was sitting at the same table in front of him and said.

"Well, studies are important, and you can't leave anything behind in learning. ”

"Dad, this is for you!" Zuo Fei took out a note from his body and handed it to Zuo Father.

"What is this?" asked Father Zuo.

"Time was a bit rushed, and it was hard for me to tell you everything, so I drew a picture on this piece of paper. Zuo Fei said indifferently.

The left father took out the note, then opened it and saw that the note had a picture of a wasteland drawn on it. It is marked where to focus on construction, and where only the grass needs to be cleared.

In addition, there are some phone numbers written in the note, and the owners of the phone numbers are some trustworthy people who can help Zuo's father build wasteland.

Of course, there is no such thing as a free lunch.

If you want them to help you do things, you must pay a lot of money.

Zuo Fei was still thinking about how to solve the matter of raising funds, but now he is not in a hurry, Shangguan Ling, a boy who sends money, will send the money to the door in time.

The note was written very clearly, and after Zuo's father read it carefully for half a minute, he said in surprise.

"Feizi, you are a genius, and you are more careful than my father and me. ”

"By the way, Dad, if someone wants to buy this wasteland from you, no matter how much the other party pays, you should not sell it to him directly. Be sure to give me a call in advance, and we, father and son, will discuss it together. ”

If this had been placed a month ago, Father Zuo would have refused.

But during this period of time, Zuo's father found that Zuo Fei's mind was no less than that of an adult, and even smarter than himself, which made Zuo's father impressed.

Zuo's father nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

When Zuo Fei returned to school, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

When Zuo Fei came to the door of the classroom, he saw that there were two new students in the class.