Chapter XVII: The Beginning of the Conspiracy

Yang Dandan has made a bill, but this list has to be counted under Qin Li's performance, because Yang Dandan does not have a house.

Quietly, don't shoot a gun.

Before everyone could figure out what was going on, this chubby Shanxi boy actually sold a set and became an instant hit, and the little brother meant that he was known to everyone all of a sudden, and he could be described as a dark horse among the newcomers.

You may see a lot of sales ladies in the sales center, some of them have been employed for a year and a few months, and they have never sold a house.

Ren Tianxiang is different from Yang Dandan, he grinds Qin Li, talks sweetly, and finally tricks Qin Li into giving him two houses, which means that the house he sells is his own performance, and he can also get a commission.

It's a pity that he wasn't the one who sold first.

Ren Tianxiang was lost, and he was sad because no one would ever remember who was the second to go to the moon.

Ren Tianxiang lost his energy, standing there languidly, and was about to turn around when he was startled.

Big burpee

"What's the matter, this is a blow?" Lin Mengyu stared at his head with his nails, and his voice was very sweet.

"Aang? No, no" Ren Tianxiang stared at Lin Mengyu's chest, as if this was more tempting than a single order.

As if afraid of being discovered, he straightened his back.

Lin Mengyu was only a little shorter than Ren Tianxiang when he wore seven-centimeter high heels, and now, Ren Tianxiang was hunched over, and his eyes were just looking at Lin Mengyu's chest.

The proud twin peaks were about to burst out in the tight shirt, and the button on the chest was about to burst.

Lin Mengyu's eyes changed a little when he saw Ren Tianxiang, with questions, but he didn't notice it yet, he just felt that Ren Tianxiang's face was so good, as if he was uncomfortable.

Are you comfortable?

I did something bad, and when I looked up, I met her eyes, which person could stand it. Lower your head, what you see will make her suspicious.

It's not anywhere, just close your eyes.

"Why are you closing your eyes? Pensive? Lin Mengyu shook his body.

"No, I just think that with my eyes closed, I can connect with your heart, feel everything around you, and the foul language within the Six Realms." Ren Tianxiang looked serious, and his heart was very empty.

"Hey, you can still break around, it looks like it's fine." Lin Mengyu was amused.

"Perhaps." Ren Tianxiang was deflated in an instant, and his face was full of unhappiness.

"I also listened to it for a while when you were doing sales just now, it was really good, the introduction of this real estate is very clear, the customer's questions are answered clearly, and the voice is very magnetic." Lin Mengyu's eyes are like water on the surface of a lake, ethereal and pure.

"Really?" Ren Tianxiang's eyes lit up, and he looked at Lin Mengyu expectantly.

"Really, I'm a kid from a city, hehe." Lin Mengyu crossed his hands on his hips proudly.

Lin Mengyu is not a fool, and her evaluation of Ren Tianxiang is still very pertinent.

Ren Tianxiang is very clear about this.

In addition, Ren Tianxiang is good at introspection and improvement, and soon left this unpleasant matter behind.

"Yes, life goes on, and even if I am defeated, I can continue to stand up." Ren Tianxiang was full of confidence, as if he was about to make an order again, he had this premonition.

Why didn't Zhuge Xiaokong and Sima Yusheng come to comfort?

It stands to reason that the two of them know Ren Tianxiang best, and they should know that Ren Tianxiang needs comfort.

It is precisely because they understand Ren Tianxiang that they don't come to comfort him, and Ren Tianxiang doesn't need to be comforted.

Comfort is distrust for Ren Tianxiang.

He is very optimistic and very smart, and anything hits him only temporarily, just as the end of the seven-year love will not affect his future.

It is only when you are alone, when you think about it, that you will be sentimental.

He has a heart full of desire for the future, and this Xiaoqiang has ideals.

When he was very young, he said that in the future, there will be one of the lights in this prosperous family that belongs to Ren Tianxiang.

In this way, Ren Tianxiang did not issue an order today, and Yang Dandan made an order and became famous.

The distance between Lin Mengyu and Ren Tianxiang was also one step closer, and she always felt that this boy exuded a melancholy atmosphere, which was very charming and rejecting thousands of miles away.

It was dark, and according to the usual practice, Sima Yusheng and Zhuge Xiaokong pulled Ren Tianxiang back again.

Lin Mengyu had to habitually say: "Do you close your eyes?" ”

Lin Mengyu was really helpless against the three of them, what happened when it was dark, why did he drag Ren Tianxiang back? Don't they have a nightlife? What are the three of them doing in a rental house?

As night fell, Ren Tianxiang returned to the headquarters of the Dark Knights, he was too anxious, he really wanted to know how Deng Kui and Xu Xiaofeng's injuries were.

However, the two of them were lying on the hospital bed, motionless, surrounded by Li Yun's beautiful robots.

"How are Q and J, are they getting better?" Ren Tianxiang looked at Deng Kui and Xu Xiaofeng through the glass of the custody room, without a trace of expression on his face, and his tone was very calm.

"I'll probably never wake up." Feng Lin'er stood next to Ren Tianxiang, her voice choked, as if she was about to cry.

All the members of the Dark Knights have known each other for nearly five hundred years, and they have already formed a deep friendship, and who can bear to see this situation now.

In order to escape this reality, Li Yun played games day and night, trying to forget himself in the game, free himself in the game, and paralyze himself.

"Really?" Ren Tianxiang said lightly, his eyes wandering around.

Deng Kui and Xu Xiaofeng were so seriously injured to protect him, although this was as it should be.

However, his heart is sadder than anyone else, but no matter how sad he is, he can only be stuffed in his heart, and no one can tell him.

"Brother Tian, why don't I call Zimao back, if something happens again, he can help share some of the burden." Feng Lin'er asked Ren Tianxiang tentatively, for fear that Ren Tianxiang would be angry.

Zimao is Chang Zimao, the 7 in the Dark Knights, and he is a weapon research maniac.

"No, Zimao has something to do outside, and I'll deal with something outside." Ren Tianxiang turned around and left, this sentence was more like an admonition, an order.

"Yes." The peach color on Feng Lin'er's face was dull, and there was a sense of disappointment hidden between her eyebrows.

That's right, Feng Lin'er just fell in love with this cold, even cold-blooded and ruthless man.

She hoped to recall Chang Zimao because Li Yun had no combat ability, and her own expulsion power and inspiration power could not help Ren Tianxiang fight.

If there is such an unexpected situation again, who will protect him, it will only be a burden to follow him.

However, Ren Tianxiang didn't accept her affection, didn't think about it, and directly rejected her proposal, his tone was still so cold.

She was really scared, very afraid that Ren Tianxiang would be hurt.

If it was Ren Tianxiang who was lying there now, I am afraid that Feng Lin'er would not even have the courage to live.

Perhaps love is selfish, selfish enough to sacrifice anyone just to save one person.

On the other hand, in the Empire State Building of the Lin Group, there was a dark shadow sitting in a dark place where the moonlight could not shine.

Standing in front of him turned out to be the fat aunt and Rui Qi'er who went to Shanhai Community to buy a house today.

The two of them stood straight with their heads bowed, a bit like they had been trained.

The fat aunt's face is no longer serene, and Rich's face is no longer immature, and they are very devout to the dark shadow.

"I'm clear about everything, you're doing a great job, let's go see someone else tomorrow." The dark shadow held the Parker pen in both hands and spoke in a rather low voice.

"Yes." Fat Aunt and Ricky bowed, and then left respectfully, not forgetting to close the door gently, for fear that the slightest sound would affect the dark shadow.