Chapter 135: Subtle Feelings
In the health center, two people sat opposite each other about two meters apart, and Ma Zhan hung on a drip, enduring the itching on his body and chatting with Zhang Shiyu.
When he knowingly asked about the halfway meeting, Zhang Shiyu glared at him, and then explained: "Uncle Li found me and said that someone is estimated to be in the game, let me use the knowledge of college students to see if I can fish someone out." ”
Ma Zhan smiled hehe, and naturally summed up this kind of action as care, including Zhang Shiyu who was invited. Anyway, being thick-skinned is his forte, otherwise it would be impossible to agree to squat and agree to things.
One Spring Festival a few years ago, he heard the conversation of some middle-aged uncles who went out to work. Roughly speaking, it means that today's young people must dare to break through and fight, and making money is the king. What is a commercial fraud or pyramid scheme like Weng Mingcheng, and rich is the uncle.
Ma Zhan does not agree with this kind of thinking, but the words are not rough, this society is indeed rich and powerful people are masters. In contrast, he didn't dare to violate the principled law, so he had the words of a showdown with the big guy, but this kind of thing of squatting in the detention center for a few days was acceptable.
There is still a fundamental difference between civil matters and criminal law, which Ma Zhan knows very well in his heart.
"By the way, when are your friends coming?
"It's settled, and five days later, I'm thinking about whether to let them live in your pony ~ Hotle or stay in the villa. Zhang Shiyu dragged out a sound, and he was still full of ridicule for Ma Zhan to make a foreign sign.
"Men live in hotels, girls live with you, anyway, it's a hundred meters away. Barely thinking, Ma Zhan knocked on the board and said.
If a man comes, it's not all his rivals, even if it's not, he has to guard against it.
The corners of Zhang Shiyu's mouth turned up slightly, remembering what Sister Liu said to her. Slowly, in his heart, Ma Zhan has been labeled as obscene, shrewd, and careful, and added a "cautious" label.
"Okay, then you can leave two or four rooms. ”
"So many people?"
"Prepare, remember the game I want, don't be scared when the time comes. ”
Ma Zhan was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, he understood what the so-called frightened meant. Does this mean that the group of people who come here are the children of rich people?
After thinking about it, I still feel unreliable, and it is obviously not a realistic problem for the children of the six or seven billionaires to get together.
In the end, he lowered the value of that group of people slightly, and after calculating the classification of 10 million, 20 million, and 50 million, it was obviously more acceptable. Just thinking about it, it seems scary......
For more than two hours, Ma Zhan finished the drip and was driven away by Zhang Shiyu.
The horse, who had been staying for a long time, was not bad, and turned around and walked towards the back mountain.
The golden dragon has been transporting wood for several days, he has to go and take a look, by the way, he studies the price, he doesn't want people to suffer, and he doesn't want to let the small amount of money cause an unexpected loss.
Anyway, the 900,000 yuan in his hand increased his confidence a lot, and he still had half a year to find the remaining million.
After walking for more than ten minutes, Ma Zhan looked at the already bare hill and found the place where Jinlong parked. He didn't know whether Jin Long couldn't see the long-term benefits or was really interested in the car, and occasionally he would have a lot of desire to drive the Wuling Hongguang, but he just wanted to be able to restrain it.
"Golden Dragon, how many trips a day can you make?" he asked the golden dragon hiding under the melon shed.
"Uncle Struggle, at this speed, I can barely walk three times a day, but I don't need much oil, but I have to wait slowly. If there are a lot of people, I can make seven or eight trips a day. ”
Rao Jinlong grinned, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Ma Fen.
"What's the hurry, these jobs are all for you, and you can't run. Ma Zhan took the cigarette and scolded, took a puff and said, "I have calculated the price with the old village chief for this matter, a hundred yuan a trip, what do you think?"
Rao Jinlong's eyes lit up, and he quickly stood up when he thought he could only take a half-hundred, and exclaimed, "So many?"
"It's almost the market price, after all, you are taking the car around the clock, and you have to get oil. If you're okay, it's settled. ”
"Okay, listen to uncle. ”
"The road here is narrow, you should be careful, and the watermelons in Uncle Hui's place are still pointing to you to be pulled to the county seat to sell. ”
After turning around the melon field, Ma Fen left the back mountain, and he had to study the computer that cost more than 4,000 yuan in the office. Connected to the printer, many of his things can be converted into a concrete picture and handed over to Li Chunsheng and them.
Fortunately, I had enough time to barely learn some basic operations through mobile phone queries.
In the advertising shop, an apprentice girl paper installed a software called CDR for him, he didn't remember the full name, but said that this thing could meet his simple needs.
There are some things that he can't give Li Chunsheng a concrete size, so he can only rely on the printer to print out the pictures, or he uses lame methods to borrow software to draw a simple frame, and then use a pen to mark the size, and the seat placed on the lakeside path is how he made it.
The only difference is that the backrest is dismantled, and the L-shaped iron pieces that come out of the mold, they are not unable to make them.
Ma Zhan also wanted to sit in his brightly renovated office to drink tea and listen to songs, but the result was that he didn't do a good job of some things, and the people in the village couldn't keep up with his rhythm at all.
The stacks of books in his room were moved in on the building's first day. He also had an indescribable feeling, as if he could think about the future with the thoughts that this position should have, just by standing by the window of this house and sitting on that chair of a few hundred dollars.
This feeling is like poison, and he can't help himself after tasting the sweetness. Slowly, he also understood a little bit of the strange big boss he saw on Weibo, it is said that he must live in the highest building wherever he goes.
The infrastructure of Honghai Village may seem ordinary to outsiders, but in the eyes of the villagers here, it is already a good decoration, and there is even some blame for Ma Struggle, which seems to be contributing to the construction of his hotel.
It's just that I think that Ma Struggle has really made his pocket a lot more solid in the past half a year, and there are many fewer complaints, and only when there is no one, the husband and wife will lie on the bedside and whisper.
Except for injections and meals, and occasionally staring at the hotel, Ma Fenfen spent most of his time in his office, and this situation remained until the arrival of several of Zhang Shiyu's friends.
The three cars drove slowly into the village, the furious engine as loud as the golden dragon's earthmoving car.