Pang Jindong smiled: "I have this confidence!"

"Let's talk about something else!" Li Yangtao also smiled and changed the topic in a timely manner: "Actually, looking for you to come here, Director Zhang's matter is still secondary, the main thing is that I want to know why you have so much research on couplets!"

When Pang Jindong was trained at the Corbino Center, he spent the most time and energy on traditional Chinese culture, and he was able to memorize all the famous texts in history, not to mention a few famous couplets.

However, Pang Jindong would not tell Li Yangtao about this, but said lightly: "I like traditional culture." ”

Li Yangtao looked at Pang Jindong and asked a question, probably thinking that he was more sensitive, so his tone was very gentle: "I don't know where Mr. Pang graduated?"

Li Yangtao thought that Pang Jindong had no higher education, so he didn't want to hurt Pang Jindong's self-esteem, but he was wrong.

Pang Jindong understood this and didn't mind surprising him: "Which university do you want me to graduate from?"

Li Yangtao asked strangely, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, I have a degree from Harvard, Yale, Massachusetts, the University of Tokyo, and many other well-known universities, and whichever university you want me to graduate from, I will be able to produce a relevant diploma!" Shrugging his shoulders, Pang Jindong added, "And it's absolutely real, it's definitely not a fake diploma that you can buy for five hundred yuan by looking for a small advertisement on the street!"

After Li Yangtao heard this, he initially suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, but looking at Pang Jindong's smug expression, he ruled out this possibility, and instead thought that Pang Jindong's temperament was a little crazy: "Mr. Pang is really joking!"

"I'm not kidding!" Pang Jindong told Li Yangtao seriously: "If I have the time and opportunity, I will show you a lot of academic qualifications!"

Li Yangtao was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "Okay!"

"Is there anything else Principal Li is up to?"

"No more. ”

"Then I take my leave. ”

"Okay. Li Yangtao stood up and sent Pang Jindong out for the first time: "I hope that Mr. Pang can come to my office often in the future, and we should do more exchanges and communication about school security work." ”

After leaving Li Yangtao's office, Pang Jindong went straight home, and just walked to the door of the first garden, Jintouhu's phone called.

The gold-headed tiger was already off work at this time, and when Pang Jindong saw his number, it was estimated that there were two possibilities, either something happened to the school, or he wanted to pull himself out for a drink.

However, Pang Jindong didn't guess correctly, the golden tiger had something else, but he didn't say it directly, and his tone on the phone was a little strange: "Boss, you know I have a bar, right?"

"I know, it's called Xhosadi, right?!"

"It's good to know...... Golden-headed Tiger pauses at this point, as if considering whether to continue.

Pang Jindong was not interested in guessing the mind of the gold-headed tiger, and asked bluntly: "What is the matter with you?"

"Hehe...... "The golden-headed tiger laughed dryly, still not answering directly, but prompting: "I have a few ducks in the bar......"

When Pang Jindong heard this, he immediately recalled what he had told Peng Jindong, but there was no need to tell the golden-headed tiger about this, so Pang Jindong could only continue to pretend to be confused: "So what?"

The golden-headed tiger was reluctant to take the initiative to say it, hoping to make Pang Jindong take the initiative to think of something, but he turned out to be very passive, and finally had to tell Pang Jindong as it was: "There are a group of people from Xosa who want to find a duck named 'Pang Jindong'! My subordinates told them that they didn't have such a person, and they didn't believe it, so we showed them all the ducks again, but they still didn't find the person they were looking for! Pang Jindong handed it over, and as a result, he had a bit of a conflict with my men......"

The golden tiger didn't say all the words, in fact, he had personally contacted those people before, and the other party made some descriptions of the characteristics of "Pang Jindong", and he found that he was basically the same as his boss.

The golden-headed tiger didn't take this matter to heart, originally thought that it would pass soon, but now it seems that it is not so simple.

Because he was worried that Pang Jindong would be angry that he was being treated as a duck, the gold-headed tiger was a little hesitant when he spoke just now.

Pang Jindong immediately asked, "When did you come?"

"Since the day before yesterday, it has been three consecutive days, and today is the most fierce!"

Pang Jindong sighed and explained to the gold-headed tiger: "It should be a few people I know, I made a joke with them some time ago, but I didn't expect them to take it seriously!"

"Oh, so that's ......" The golden-headed tiger suspected that Pang Jindong was lying, but he still felt relieved.

"I forgot about this matter, I didn't expect them to find it!" Pang Jindong told the truth this time, because he was busy with the work of the Blood Lion Legion recently, and he had already thrown this matter out of the clouds.

However, the previous words can't be regarded as lies, Pang Jindong just said that he may know, and the people he knows can be divided into several types, which may be friends or enemies.

The golden-headed tiger laughed twice: "Boss, you are really a good fortune......"

"Why do you say that?"

"Listen to my subordinates, the other party is led by a surprisingly beautiful chick" The golden-headed tiger swallowed a mouthful of saliva and continued: "It's a pity that it feels cold!"

"Is it......" Pang Jindong understood as soon as he heard this, not only was it really Leng Yu, but it was also led by this cold beauty herself.

"It stands to reason that a woman who looks so beautiful shouldn't lack JJ, how can she go to find a duck?!" The gold-headed tiger was a little regretful when he said these words, regretting that he was not the duck "Pang Jindong", and he didn't have the opportunity to receive beauties in bed.

Pang Jindong instructed: "Let your subordinates be restrained, and I will go to Xhosa to solve this matter now." ”

"Okay, Boss. The golden-headed tiger paused, and then added earnestly: "Take care." ”

In the current situation, the words of the golden-headed tiger can produce a variety of understandings, and Pang Jindong quipped: "How do you want me to take care?"

The golden-headed tiger laughed twice and replied, "Do what you love, and mate with you." ”

Pang Jindong immediately said: "Although it is very good, there is no sentence break, and it is easy for people to misunderstand." For example, you are a mating person, but I will not mate with you. ”

Hanging up the phone of the golden-headed tiger, Pang Jindong turned around and walked out the door, the property manager greeted him, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Pang, why did you just come back and leave again?"

Pang Jindong sighed and said helplessly: "There are too many things." ”

"It can be seen that Mr. Pang is busy. ”

Seeing the property manager, Pang Jindong suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I was looking for you." ”

"Is there anything you can do to help, Mr. Pang just asks. Hearing Pang Jindong's words, the property manager rubbed his hands excitedly, and intuitively felt that he was going to have a big business.

The property manager's hunch was correct, Pang Jindong pointed to a multi-storey house closest to his home and said, "Help me buy that building!"

"Huh?" the property manager felt very embarrassed, although the business was very large, but it was not easy: "There are many houses for sale in that building, but most of them are still occupied!"

"It's not simple" Pang Jindong smiled and gave the other party an idea: "You go door-to-door to talk to the homeowner, buy it at a price 20% higher than the market, and see if they are willing!"

"This ......" Pang Jindong proposed was a good idea, and the property manager's mind began to come alive.

Under the current economic crisis, many people are sure that housing prices will fall sharply, those who have a house in their hands are in a hurry to get rid of it, and those who want to buy a house are waiting and seeing.

There are many vacant houses for sale in First Garden, and most of the houses are still for sale in the two new lots opened by the developer in the early stage.

For the owners here, selling their original house at 20 percent higher than the normal price, and then buying another identical house in a nearby property in the same neighborhood, is simply a business without capital, and there is almost no reason not to agree.

Pang Jindong further added: "This 20% is my reserve price, I don't care what you negotiate with the owners or what price they give, all I want is this building!"

"......What if," the property manager hesitated for a moment before he continued: "Even if you give 20 percent to someone else, they won't sell it?"

Pang Jindong understood that the other party wanted to raise the price, and said categorically: "I said, 20% is the reserve price, if the other party does not agree, then I would rather not want this building!"

Seeing that Pang Jindong's attitude was very resolute, the property manager immediately nodded: "Okay, I'll try it!"

Pang Jindong wants to buy this building for the Blood Lion Legion as a dormitory, after all, living in the group headquarters is not a long-term solution, which not only affects the normal work of the group, but also makes it uncomfortable for those mercenaries to live.

Arranging them to the First Garden, which is so close to their own home, not only solves these problems, but also facilitates Pang Jindong's transfer of command.

After the gold-headed tiger called Pang Jindong, he made another call to the Kossa Bar, and after a few brief explanations, he walked to his home.

Golden-headed Tiger's home is located in an unremodeled old town, where the population density is high and the streets are depressed.

The old buildings here and there are no more than five floors, showing an oppressive gray.

Compared to the prosperity of the surrounding area, this qiē is like two worlds.

It's a little pitiful to say, the gold-headed tiger, the gold medal fighter of the Star Dragon Gang, doesn't have much money, and he still lives here in a house with a usable area of more than 30 square meters to this day.

When he came to City B alone, he lived here, and after so many years, he saw the nearby high-rise buildings rising one after another, but his dwelling still did not change.

The only thing that Gold-headed Tiger talks about is that the housing prices here are still very high.

"It's really time to consider changing houses...... "Golden-headed Tiger thinks this way whenever he sees luxury outside and returns home, and today is no exception.

Thinking about things, the golden-headed tiger turned a corner and walked into an alley, and the dwelling was at the end of the alley.

There was no half a figure in the alley, and the sound of the lonely footsteps of the golden-headed tiger echoed, but soon, the gold-headed tiger realized that he was not alone, which meant that there were other people here.

The golden-headed tiger has not practiced any advanced martial arts, and will not probe the enemy's existence according to his breath as described in martial arts novels. But living in a world full of violence, he has long developed a keen sixth sense, which can feel murderous by instinct.

The golden-headed tiger secretly screamed "not good" in his heart, and at the same time quickly bowed down, and at the same time, a bat with the sound of whistling wind swept past his back.

Not far from the golden-headed tiger was a pile of baskets, left by the small traders who lived here, and a big man hid behind him, and suddenly jumped out and hit the stick.

The golden-headed tiger did not get up, but turned on the spot, facing the opponent's crotch, and smashed it with a punch.

The big man screamed, threw away the bat, and squatted down holding his life.

The golden-headed tiger didn't give the other party a chance to breathe, and flew up and kicked the big man in the right cheek. A few teeth fell out of the big man's mouth and flew out in the direction of the golden-headed tiger's foot.

At the same time, a mournful shout rang out in the alley: "Kill him!"

With this shout, more than a dozen people rushed out from behind the debris piled up on both sides of the alley and from the unit doors of the buildings on both sides, and surrounded the golden-headed tigers.

These people didn't do it immediately, and one of them came out crookedly, sneering and saying, "Golden-headed Tiger, I didn't expect it, did you?!"

The gold-headed tiger looked the other party up and down, and teased: "Isn't this Brother Hai, I haven't seen him for more than an hour, how can he become a Luo pot? If you put a lid on your back later, you will be a king bastard!"

The golden-headed tiger's kick was too hard, although it didn't break Haige's bones, the pain caused by it did not dissipate, and as long as he straightened up, it would become more intense.

This made Haige only maintain a bowed posture, like a Jiwei shrimp who had drunk too much Sanlu milk powder.

"I'm dying, and my mouth is not honest!" Hai Ge waved his hand at his subordinates and shouted: "Abolish him for me!"

The people of the Beihai Gang rushed up with a roar, and the gold-headed tiger had already prepared and took out his own guy from behind his waist.

The golden-headed tiger usually carries a knife with him, but now that he goes to work at school, he leaves the knife at home with only a slinger stick.

Pang Jindong gave everyone in the Blood Lion Legion a throwing stick, but this kind of thing requires a certain amount of training to be used well, and the golden-headed tiger has not undergone such training.

The gold-headed tiger shook the stick hard, but due to the wrong strength, the stick was not fully opened, and the other party had already rushed up at this time.