Well! 35 conversion points, well spent!

Jiang Feng turned off the software, stood up, walked to the guardrail on the edge of the balcony, looked down, and looked at the flowers and grass, bricks and stones on the ground, and felt different from the previous days.

The height of the three-story building, which is ten meters high, is not too high, but for ordinary people, there is still a certain danger.

And for Jiang Feng, who has light body kung fu, looking down, there is no sense of danger in a high place, he feels that he has jumped from the balcony, there will only be excitement and no danger, and now he has a strong desire to try jumping.

So, he glanced back at Zeng Biao, who was practicing his leg poking kung fu hard, and ordered: "Ah Biao, you will practice at home today, take care of Miss Tang's safety, and ...... you will go as a teacher."

With that, he pressed his hand on the balcony guardrail, jumped up, and jumped downstairs with a swish.

"Ahh......h

Zeng Biao, who hadn't reacted yet, saw the master jump from the third floor, and was confused and panicked, and immediately rushed to the place where Jiang Feng jumped down and looked down against the guardrail......

To be honest, Zeng Biao had to see clearly at this time, but he didn't dare to look closely, because he was afraid of seeing that miserable scene, what would be the result of jumping from a height of about ten meters from a three-story building to a solid cement tile floor?

Although he has always respected Jiang Feng's kung fu, there is a limit, like this kind of kung fu like flying eaves and walking on the wall, he feels that it does not exist in reality, so Zeng Biao would rather believe that Jiang Feng is tired of life than dare to believe that Jiang Feng's kung fu has reached such a high level.

It's just that the results he saw made him feel at ease for a while, and at the same time surprised.

I saw that the figure that jumped down was as light as a bird with open wings, and the speed of gradually sliding down was very slow, not at all the speed of the human body falling more than a hundred catties, and when Jiang Feng fell to the ground, he didn't make a sound, which shows that the weight of Jiang Feng's body when he landed was extracted by a mysterious force, or it was resolved through some kind of skill.

Zeng Biao was shocked to find that the master's feet landed firmly on the ground, his body froze slightly, and then he walked towards the entrance of the underground car site without any damage.

Seeing this scene, Zeng Biao was dumbfounded, and the whole person was petrified!

Could it be that the master can fly?

No, this should be light body work.

Uh-huh! That's right, it's light body kung fu, the sky and the earth, the master's kung fu has reached this point of supernatural perfection, and there is no gap between it and the chivalrous man in martial arts novels!

Well! I will definitely redouble my diligence in the future, do things for the master well, I believe that the master will pass on this set of light body kung fu!

Thinking of this, Zeng Biao was so excited that he bounced on the spot, excited like a child, and then he ran downstairs and washed Jiang Feng's clothes.

Jiang Feng performed light body kung fu and jumped down from the ten-meter-high balcony, feeling that his body was as light as a swallow, and the feeling of flying down from a high place was really cool!

Jiang Feng reminisced about the wonderful feeling as he walked to the entrance stairs of the underground parking lot.

Jiang Feng used his light body kung fu again, easily jumped down the seventeen-step staircase, and after three ups and downs, the person had already arrived at the underground parking lot.

……

"Jiang Feng, Zeng Hongli called me yesterday and revealed a message to me, saying that the municipal government is preparing to renovate the old. ...... the city"

On this day, as soon as he came to the Tang Clan, Tang Wan told Jiang Feng a piece of news.

When Jiang Feng heard this, his spirits perked up, and he said, "Well, this is a big pie, you must grasp it!" ”

At present, the pattern of Jiangcheng real estate industry has been greatly improved, in the past, the local jaw white pigeon group firmly grasped all the real estate resources in Jiangcheng, Tang's can only get a very pitiful piece of the pie from the mouth of the big jaw, now, Tang's rapid growth not to mention, foreign enterprises have joined, injecting fresh blood into the local real estate at the same time, but also intensified the competition between peers.

"Let's go and visit Mayor Gao today." Tang Wan said decisively.

"Going to his house or ......"

"To his house, of course." Tang Wan blinked: "Gao Ziyi is an amateur painter, usually not wide, just like to collect valuable paintings, this time I can't bear to cut my love, and send this 'snow and plum map' sent to me by my grandfather......"

Tang Wan said, took out a scroll from behind the desk, opened it, and an invisible breath of ink came to his face.

The inscription of this painting is Xiao Chen of the Qing Dynasty, but it adopts the traditional brushwork of the Song people, delicate and elegant, the color is beautiful, the brushstrokes are clear and smooth, the mountain cliffs in the picture, the slope, the stone, the plum branches are dressed in silver, the whole background is rendered with light ink, a snow-white scene, the plum tree bends up, the plum blossom is fine with lead white, the surrounding is blank, like a flower in the snow, under the tree stands an old man with a cane, looking at the plum, staring at the meditation, with the intention of it, the extraordinary feelings of seeing outside, the old man stands behind a boy, carrying luggage, as if he is not interested in plum blossoms, But he looked at the slow flow of water and was fascinated......

Although Jiang Feng doesn't know how to paint, he can also feel the charm of this painting, with a midwinter cold air and snowflakes and plum blossoms between the brushes and inks, laying out a noble atmosphere.

"It's a good painting, but it must be worth a lot, right?"

Tang Wan nodded: "Well, it's almost a million thousand, but it's not famous, if it is the Ming Dynasty Dai Jin's snow treading plum hunt, it will cost tens of millions......"

"Is this your family heirloom?"

"It's not a family heirloom, my grandfather bought it in a painting shop in his early years, and later asked a treasure expert to identify it, saying that it was the authentic work of Xiao Chen in the Qing Dynasty......"

"It's a pity to give away such a good painting," Jiang Feng sighed and shook his head, took the painting from Tang Wan's hand, and took a closer look in front of him: "Tsk, if this painting is hung indoors, it can drive away a lot of heat." ”

"Hehe, you seem to be a connoisseur!" Tang Wan said with a smile.

"By the way, you don't want the piece of land by the river?"

"Why not, we will bid in a week, and now we have only one competitor, that is the White Pigeon Group, this piece of land, either the White Pigeon Group, or it will belong to my Tang ......"

"Does the Yao family know about the renovation of the old city?" Jiang Feng asked again.

"I shouldn't know, Zeng Hongli said that this news is very secretive, which is clearly to remind me that the Yao family doesn't know yet."

Jiang Feng said with a smile: "Zeng Hongli is an acquaintance. ”

Tang Wan stared at Jiang Feng and sighed: "Don't say it, Zeng Hongli insisted on treatment according to your method, and now he goes to work as usual like no one!" ”

"This is a good thing, he will not fall, it will be beneficial to us, and he will serve us with all his heart in the future," Jiang Feng said, handing the million-dollar painting to Tang Wan.

Tang Wan smiled happily, took the deputy from Jiang Feng's hand, quickly rolled it up, and said, "Without further ado, let's go to the Gao family." ”

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