Jiang Xuan helped Mr. Song to work hard, because Mr. Song promised him a future: after the construction company was established, let him lead the engineering team alone. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

For this, Zhao Zejun absolutely supports this, to tell the truth, Zhao Zejun is not capable of giving Jiang Xuan this future now. Moreover, if Jiang Xuan can take advantage of Mr. Song's momentum, it will only be beneficial to the future of both of them, and there will be no harm at all.

Now it seems that Mr. Song is just hanging Jiang Xuan with a carrot and making him die.

Usually also often give benefits, such as the second-hand motorcycle, so Jiang Xuan is much more moisturized than the average gangster, and on the road in Yijiang City, he gradually began to have the number 'Xiaoxuan', and the bosses from all walks of life know that Xiaoxuan under Mr. Song can fight, be a man, and be very capable.

However, the construction company led the team, but there was no follow-up, the construction company was established for less than a few months, and several large orders were received, and several construction teams have been sent out to do things, but Jiang Xuan has been idle.

Jiang Xuan understood a little that Mr. Song was letting him work hard and not giving him real power.

"Wherever I go now, a group of people Brother Xiaoxuan shouted, it's all fake and good-looking, and you have to pay for a mobile phone. Jiang Xuan sneered.

Zhao Zejun thought for a while and said, "Probably because you are too strong." ”

Zhao Zejun was the vice president of a small company in his last life, and he could probably guess Mr. Song's thoughts.

Jiang Xuan is capable, there is no doubt about it, so Mr. Song will restrain him.

But he is not Mr. Song's confidant after all, the time he has followed Mr. Song is too short, and he suddenly gave him real power, Mr. Song is difficult to balance in personnel, and it is difficult to explain to those brothers who followed him before.

There may be another reason.

The person who used the sword died from the sword, Mr. Song and Jiang Xuan were both from gangsters, Jiang Xuan's performance was too good, and Mr. Song was not at ease and immediately handed over the real power to him, so as not to be unable to control it in the future.

After listening to Zhao Zejun's analysis, Jiang Xuan was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "Well, when you say that, I really remember, Lao Song chatted with me a few times, I didn't pay attention at the time, and now that I think about those words, I should be beating me." So, I'll keep a low profile in the future?"

"No way, you're just starting to keep a low profile now, and even a fool can see that you're pretending, pretending to be a pig and waiting to eat a tiger. Besides, Mr. Song uses you, and the use of you is your sharpness! If you are low-key, your value will not exist. Zhao Zejun said.

"I'm grass, then I'm not in a dilemma, it's equivalent to digging a hole for myself?" Jiang Xuan was depressed.

Zhao Zejun looked back at his parents who were watching TV in the living room, took the phone and walked to the balcony, before continuing: "It's true, you are like this all day long, you will go to stand on the scene, go to see the scene for a while, and run errands for the construction company, and finally help Mr. Song solve a lot of troubles, but you yourself are not good at anything, and you will be wasted after a long time." ”

"That's right, that's what I'm anxious about, if I just want to be an old boy, why should I mess with Mr. Song. These old bastards are still deep, and they used to underestimate them. Jiang Xuan said.

Zhao Zejun thought for a while and said, "You don't have to count on Mr. Song, can you take over the project yourself?"

Jiang Xuan was stunned: "You have a project at hand?"

"Yes, but it's not big, a small list of thousands of dollars, maybe there will be one after another. Zhao Zejun said.

"Okay! The list is small, I can just practice my hands, and I can find people, but I really can't, go to the labor market to hire people, and count them on a daily basis." Jiang Xuan's tone changed: "But I don't have qualifications." ”

Zhao Zejun laughed: "If you want a fart qualification, it's just a small project of a few thousand yuan, and you don't need to pass the government acceptance, you can just pull up a construction team." ”

"Then there's no problem at all! Tell me what the hell is going on. Jiang Xuan asked.

Zhao Zejun said: "Just build a bungalow, don't ask for quality, any broken building materials." ”

Jiang Xuan said strangely: "What are you going to do? Let me tell you, I have done this time and know a lot about the inside story of architecture, frame buildings mainly rely on load-bearing beams, and cutting corners in other positions is not a big problem, at most the leakage is uneven, but if you use garbage materials in your bungalow, it may really collapse in a few years! Don't underestimate the bungalow, in the past, the older generation built a house that was a major event in a lifetime, no matter how fine and high standards can be. The house is inhabited, the quality is almost fine, if it collapses, it will be a big trouble, and Mr. Song will not dare to fool around like this. ”

"You misunderstood, I want a house, I don't live in people, I can guarantee that it won't collapse within a year. Zhao Zejun said.

"Huh?" Jiang Xuan was stunned for a moment, "Have you figured out some way to make money again?"

Zhao Zejun weighed for a moment before he spoke: "I'll only tell you this alone, just know it in your own heart." After receiving the news, Gaogang Village will be demolished this year, and I bought a house there, and I am going to build a few more sets of illegal buildings, and when the time comes, it will be demolished, which is all money. ”

"You're making such a big noise, where did you get it?!" Jiang Xuan was taken aback.

In 02, real estate has not yet become popular, but if you can be sure that a certain place will be demolished in a short period of time, buy a house in advance and invest, you will definitely make a profit, and the income is much better than keeping money in the bank. Jiang Xuan has worked in a construction company for a while, and she is half an expert, and she is more confident in the future of the real estate industry than a layman.

Zhao Zejun lowered his voice and said, "Where did the news come from, I can't say." You can know it alone, whether the project can be done or not is secondary, you must not say it in front of Mr. Song. ”

"I understand this, let him know, we can't even drink the soup. Jiang Xuan snorted: "Mr. Song is an insatiable old crocodile, he swims over when he smells a little blood, he can't eat enough, and he has to kick the pot over, so that others can't eat it." ”

Things should be sooner rather than later, Zhao Zejun was reluctant to waste a little bit of his life in this life, and said: "In this way, after the family sleeps at twelve o'clock, we will come out to talk in detail." ”

"Good!"

The moment the clock struck twelve, firecrackers rang out outside.

Zhao Zejun waited for more than an hour, waited for the sound of firecrackers to weaken a little, and after his parents rested, he tiptoed out of the door.

Jiang Xuan was already waiting downstairs, wearing a big windbreaker, leaning on the telephone pole to smoke, and the motorcycle stopped to the side.

"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere and talk while eating. ”

The motorcycle finally stopped in a small alley, which was in tatters, the streets were littered with firecracker confetti, and under the dim streetlights, there was a red bungalow selling ravioli and barbecue.

During the Chinese New Year, there were only one table and two guests in the red house, and the boss was a very thin middle-aged woman, probably it was too cold to barbecue and choke, coughing while barbecuing meat.

"Happy New Year, Auntie. Jiang Xuan walked over with a smile.

The female boss raised her head and said unexpectedly: "Xiaoxuan, why are you here when you are not at home during the Chinese New Year?"

"Hey, the Spring Festival Gala is not good-looking, come out with friends to say something. This is Zhao Zejun, and Junzi also knows him. Auntie, bring us two big bowls of chaos and get some skewers. Bake more, if you can't finish eating, I'll pack it and take it away for supper. ”

After sitting down, Jiang Xuan looked back at the woman who was grilling the skewers, and then said to Zhao Zejun: "This is the son of the army, he has no income after being laid off, and he has set up a stall here. Let's talk right here. ”