Chapter 11 Intentions
Seeing that Zhao Min hadn't come back yet, Zhang Bin suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, could it be that Zhao Min really didn't come back, you know, at her age, what does it mean not to come back at night. 【】
However, Zhang Bin felt that Zhao Min should just have something to delay, she is a woman with her own ideas and bottom line, and she should not fall so quickly.
Well, definitely not, Zhang Bin seemed to be cheering himself up.
When I returned to my room and came to the balcony, I could just see the entrance of the community, and I could also see whether the lights in Zhao Min's house were on not far away.
Zhang Bin stood until eleven o'clock, and a BMW slowly drove into the community and stopped at the door of the second unit.
A man in a suit walked down, then came to the other side, opened the car door, and Zhao Min's figure appeared.
This should be the man Zhao Min went to see tonight, Zhang Bin thought to himself, it seems that he is indeed mixing well, driving a good car, and the BMW at this time is no better than ten years later, and the people who can drive are still some capable people.
The two seemed to chat a few words downstairs, and then Zhao Min turned around and went up, and the man stood for a while, then returned to the car and left.
Zhang Bin stood for a while before turning around and entering the house, turning off the lights and falling asleep.
I had already drunk a lot of wine, and I was stunned that I had insisted on sleeping for so long, and I fell asleep as soon as I fell.
Zhao Min returned home, came to the balcony, and looked up at Zhang Bin's house, the light was dim, he should have slept.
There was nothing to say all night, and the next day Zhang Bin slept until more than eight o'clock, and it was already bright outside.
Remembering that he still had something to do today, Zhang Bin got up and washed up.
The phone rang, it was Zhao Min calling, asking Zhang Bin to come over for breakfast, the breakfast she made today.
Since the death of his parents, Zhang Bin has never eaten breakfast at home again, and he has always eaten out.
A person, where has the mood and energy to make breakfast.
After washing, Zhang Bin went out and came to Zhao Min's house.
Breakfast was already prepared on the table, three or four breakfasts, quite rich.
"Is there something wrong in the morning? If it's okay, go out with me", Zhao Min came out of the kitchen with two bowls of porridge, still wearing fluffy pajamas.
"No, I have something to deal with this morning, next time", Zhang Bin was a little unhappy in his heart, he didn't know it himself, it was probably because of the events last night.
Zhao Min glanced at him with some surprise and said with a smile: "Okay, what do you want to eat at noon, I'll go to the market when I come back and buy some vegetables and come back."
Zhang Bin suddenly remembered that he should have cooked today, but he himself said that he would cook on the weekend.
"I'll buy groceries when I come back, what do you want to eat?" Zhang Bin asked.
"What do you know best?" Zhao Min asked with a smile, looking at Zhang Bin with a narrow face.
"Braised pork trotters, steamed pork, tomato scrambled eggs, braised pork, back pot meat, and home-cooked dishes are all good at it," Zhang Bin said with a smile, with a hint of pride in his words.
"You still like a lot," Zhao Min said with a smile.
Generally speaking, the dishes that you are good at are often the ones you like.
After Zhang Bin finished eating, he put down the dishes and chopsticks, looked at Zhao Min and asked, "Did you come back late last night?" ”
Zhao Min sighed, looked at him and said, "How do you know?" ”
"When I came back at ten o'clock, the lights in your house were still off," Zhang Bin said, "What, did you have a good chat?" ”
Zhao Min bit his chopsticks and thought about it, and said: "It's okay, the ability is okay, I don't feel annoying, he seems to like me a lot, I'm ready to try everywhere."
Zhao Min is so calm, Zhang Bin knows that this is because people really treat him as a younger brother.
"Then when will it show me, if you can, I can still give you a closer look", Zhang Bin said with a smile, I don't know why, seeing Zhao Min so calm, he became cheerful in his heart, perhaps, he was a little reluctant.
But everyone has their own life, Zhao Min is so beautiful, and her temperament is also very good, there should be many people who like her or chase her, what are she now, and to be honest, if you really want to say that you like it, Zhang Bin feels that it is still a little worse, at most it is a little dependent.
After breakfast, Zhang Bin left the community and took a taxi to Huangguoshu Park, which is the largest public park in Longyang City, and the meeting place he and Zhang Dalong agreed to meet is here.
After Zhang Bin arrived, Zhang Dalong drove his Buick over.
Zhang Bin walked over, opened the co-pilot's door and sat in.
"Mr. Zhang's speed is quite fast? Got the money? Zhang Dalong asked with a smile.
Zhang Bin glanced at him and asked, "I said I was going to make money?" ”
Zhang Dalong laughed and said: "I'm sorry, it's me who is talking too much, is the total money ready?" ”
Zhang Bin nodded.
"Okay, then let's go," Zhang Dalong said, starting the car and heading to the property management department.
At present, the factory can only be regarded as a property, and in the process of transfer, it is transferred along with the land, so it only needs to go through the real estate transfer agreement.
At that time, only Zhang Bin's name needs to be re-processed on the house ownership certificate.
In the morning, the two went to the relevant departments and did everything that should be done, and then Zhang Bin just waited for the new real estate certificate.
"Mr. Zhang, from now on, this place will be yours," Zhang Dalong shook hands with Zhang Bin and said.
Zhang Bin's assets at this time are about 9 million, 1.2 million was spent here, and there are 7.8 million left, this money, Zhang Bin has other uses.
Taking a taxi to the factory, looking at this factory covering an area of more than 30 acres, Zhang Bin took a deep breath, his career will start here.
The factory is about 50 kilometers away from the city center, which is a little remote, but who would have thought that in ten years, it will be a different place.
Zhang Bin asked the driver to wait for him for a while, he wanted to go in and take a look, this barren mountain and wild mountains, there was no way to take a taxi.
The road inside the factory is still relatively wide, and then there is a large factory area, a staff dormitory area, and a canteen.
Among them, the outside of the factory is locked by a large iron door, at this time these doors are rusty, the space inside is not small, Zhang Bin opened it to go in and take a look, a large empty hall, as a warehouse is the most perfect.
After leaving the factory and getting into a taxi, Zhang Bin looked at the master and asked, "Master, are you driving it yourself or for the company?"
The master is a man in his fifties, and at first glance he is the kind of honest person, and he said with a smile: "I drove it with my family, we contracted this car, I drove it during the day, he drove it at night, and there is a child at home who is in the third year of high school, and he is about the same age as you, so he can take care of it during the day."
"That must be hard, right?" Zhang Bin asked.
"It's okay, it's no problem to feed the family, but the child will have to work harder in college in the future," the master said with a smile, and his smile was filled with a hint of relief when he thought of the child.
Zhang Bin glanced at the sign in front of him, Wang Jianhai.
"This factory is your own? You should still be studying, and you can do things on your own at such a young age? Wang Jianhai saw that Zhang Bin was still more talkative, so he asked with a smile, he actually wanted to ask, Zhang Bin looked like a child, he must still be studying, but along the way, he talked and acted like a little adult.
Zhang Bin smiled and didn't answer, but he was thinking about his next plan in his heart