"You wait for me here, I'll come when I go."

Quan Baolan's face flushed, and she nodded embarrassedly.

Weng Tingjun was in no mood to explain, so he parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car, and went straight to the breakfast stall and bought two pineapple bread and two cartons of Yanbian milk.

"The boy is so handsome."

Weng Tingjun smiled modestly, paid the money and returned to the Audi A6 car, handed the other one to Quan Baolan, and Weng Tingjun began to gobble it up.

Quan Baolan looked at the milk and bread that were still warm in his hand and blinked, "Thank you." ”

Weng Tingjun said vaguely: "Hypocrisy." ”

Quan Baolan's pretty face turned white, and when she lowered her head and tore open the bread package, she muttered in her mouth.

After breakfast, Weng Tingjun rolled down the window of the car, and after half an hour, they arrived at their destination today--- Jiang#Bei Waste City.

Every city has its own particularly glamorous and bustling places, but there are also ugly slums, and it is clear that Gangna#Buk-gu is the stain on Seoul. But for both public and private, this place is very suitable for snow storage.

Quan Baolan followed behind Weng Tingjun's ass step by step, looking at the environment of this Jiang# North District, his face was slightly unnatural, but he didn't have any thoughts in his heart, they even lived in the basement when they were trainees before, compared to the basement, it looks like paradise here.

The first boss was a middle-aged Obasan, who spoke very aggressively, and in less than three rounds, Weng Ting was defeated and retreated. It wasn't that he was afraid of Obasan's long guns and short cannons, but the environment here was too bad, so he decided to go to a second destination.

The second destination is also the place that best fits Ong Tingjun's inner snow Tiara, and there is a police station nearby. With a police station nearby, Tiara's safety is not a concern.

This time, the boss is a kind old man, but the price offered is not kind at all.

"One square meter is 180W won, and my factory has a total of 420 square meters."

Weng Tingjun's face was unhappy, and there has been news of demolition in Jiang#Bei District, so even the price of slum houses here has not decreased. However, 1 square meter is equivalent to the price of 1W2rmb, which is a bit of a lion's mouth.

Seeing that Weng Tingjun was driving an imported Audi A6 car, coupled with an old man's temperament that looked awesome#, he made up his mind to have a good talk with this young man.

"Young man, I'm old but not blind." The little old man secretly approached Weng Tingjun, vigilantly looking around, and then said cautiously: "The people above tell me that this place will be demolished soon, if it weren't for the sincerity of you and your girlfriend, I wouldn't plan to sell it." ”

Weng Tingjun sneered in his heart, and quietly cooperated with the old man on his face, "Great, it seems that this place is very suitable for investment...... Wife. ”

When Quan Baolan heard Weng Tingjun call him his wife, her pretty face turned red to the root of her ears, and she responded resignedly, and her heart fluttered and jumped.

The old man was overjoyed, but after all, he had eaten more rice grains than Weng Tingjun when he walked, and he still pretended to be very reluctant on his face, "Yes, I have the contract ready." ”

"Well, yes, it's a good investment."

"It's a must, there were people who came to inspect it a while ago, there are too many Samsung, Hyundai, and LG, I can't remember it clearly."

"That's okay, uncle, thank you." Weng Tingjun took Quan Baolan's hand and walked away without looking back.

The old man looked at the back of the young couple and was stunned, "Hey! You wait! ”

Seeing that Weng Tingjun was unmoved, Quan Baolan couldn't help but pull the corner of his clothes, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but she was worried about ruining Weng Tingjun's plan, so she blushed and let Weng Tingjun pull it.

Weng Tingjun sneered, playing with Quanbaolan's soft and boneless little hands, and said without looking back: "Demolition in two years?" Samsung is here to investigate? Nonsense, if it is demolished, this old man will be willing to hang up the trading information? ”

Quan Baolan doesn't seem to understand, and the focus of her concern is not this.

"Uncle, I'm not blind when I'm young." Weng Tingjun looked at the old man very sincerely, "One square is 1,350,000 won, this is the price I gave, if we can, we will sign a contract and remit it to your account as soon as possible." ”

There was obvious hesitation on the old man's face, "Pay it all at once?" 1,350,000 won? ”

Weng Tingjun nodded patiently.

"You wait for me to get off ......," the old man took out his old machine and ran to the side to make a phone call.

Weng Tingjun still didn't let go of Quan Baolan's hand, his eyes narrowed and looked at the abandoned factory in front of him.

This is the center of the abandoned city, with unknown trees planted next to the factory, a pleasant environment, and the police station that Weng Dinh Kyun values the most.

"Sir, could you please let go of my hand?"

Quan Baolan's whole body was stiff, and the backs of her palms and hands were sweaty now.

"Oh? Is it? I'm sorry, it's too deep into the play. Weng Tingjun blushed and smiled, thinking to himself, this 26-year-old woman with delicate skin really can be called a primary school student.

"Come, come, come, let's sign the contract, young man."

"Uncle, your vision is so good."

After signing the contract, Weng Tingjun transferred the account as soon as possible, and transferred nearly 6E won to the old man's card, and the old man smiled from ear to ear, happily holding the contract and enthusiastically introducing it to Weng Tingjun.

The abandonment is just on the outside, but the inside is not bad, and Weng Ting doesn't know if it will be demolished, he just needs a place for Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

……

After signing the contract, Weng Tingjun took Jeon Baolan to Myeongdong.

"When the time comes, I will let Luo Yuhao and you be responsible for the renovation of the factory, half of the 420 square meters will be used as a practice room, and half will be used as your dormitory." Afraid that Quan Baolan would be cranky, Weng Tingjun explained, "The worse your situation is at present, the better, I think you should be able to understand as the captain of Tiara......"

Quan Baolan nodded to show her understanding, showing that the enemy is weak and attacking him unprepared, she understands this simple truth.

"The Hong Kong concert is coming, you have to practice hard these days. Don't worry too much, just do your duty. ”

Quan Baolan nodded again, and the beautiful eyes under the toad mirror looked at Weng Tingjun's side face without blinking, and he couldn't help but think of the scene just now when the old man was a husband and wife, Weng Tingjun did not deny it, and even held her right hand to play.

"Stupid...... He's the president, I'm idol, I'm thinking too much, all sapphire blue ......"

"Let's go, I'll invite you to dinner, it's not just to let you come out today to accompany me to act." Weng Tingjun was the first to get out of the car.

Quan Baolan was shocked, biting her lower lip, her ruddy childish face suddenly became pale as paper, she squeezed her hands hard, and then exhaled heavily.

"yes, you're already enlightened, aren't you?" Quan Baolan smiled sadly.