Chapter 799: Waiting for the Wicked Man at Home
The first floor covers an area of about 1,000 square meters, divided into a reception hall and a dining restaurant, and there are many vacant rooms that I don't know how to use, and the second and third floors are all guest rooms.
After spending a while walking through the three floors, Song Feng nodded frequently, very satisfied with the shop recommended by Fang Tong.
Back on the first floor, Song Feng looked at the busy street outside the door, and said casually, "How many office buildings are there nearby?"
"Wait a minute."
Fang Tong took out a notebook from his bag, and while flipping through the contents on it, he said, "There are a total of eleven office buildings, three large shopping malls, six bus stops, two subway stations, two primary schools, and one high school nearby."
The more Song Feng listened, the more satisfied he became, before Fang Tong called him, he must have done similar homework.
The neighborhood has been thoroughly investigated, so it can be said that it is a treasure.
The neighborhood is a pure business district, and there are few residents, most of whom are students and white-collar workers and citizens who go shopping.
After listening to Fang Tong's overall report, Song Feng said with a smile: "I really picked up a treasure, I didn't expect you to be so talented in business management, only two days, not only selected a large number of alternative stores for me, but also conducted a detailed investigation of the neighborhood."
Fang Tong joked: "I'm working for you now, how dare I not do my best, besides, I don't work for nothing, you give me a salary of 100,000 yuan a month, if I don't work hard, how can I be worthy of so much money."
"Hahaha."
Song Feng laughed, Fang Tong was really direct enough to speak.
This is also what Song Feng likes about her, what to say, grinding and chirping, and clouds and mountains are Song Feng's most disgusting way of speaking.
"If you decide to buy this place, the owner of the property rights company of this shop can give us a ninety-fifty discount, and for my sake, I can also reduce part of the utility bills."
Song Feng nodded and said, "You are responsible for this matter, how to do it, you can just look at it."
Song Feng handed over the task of negotiating with the property rights company to Fang Tong, and finally the two drove to other alternative stores.
For a whole day, the two ran through more than a dozen local stores, and selected a few of them as a new round of alternative stores.
At around six o'clock in the afternoon, Song Feng took Fang Tong to his small villa.
After a busy day, Fang Tong must have been exhausted, and after walking so much in high heels, Song Feng decided to treat her well, let Fang Tong taste his own craftsmanship, and also appreciate the improved new medicinal diet.
"It's delicious, and I'm more confident in what we're doing now."
After eating, Fang Tong felt that the tiredness on her body had been swept away, and the medicinal food that Song Feng entertained her was not only delicious, but also had a special effect.
After eating, I unconsciously feel relaxed and refreshed.
Obviously, after a busy day, my legs were sore and tired, but after eating, this sore feeling disappeared, and the whole person was relaxed.
This is the charm of medicinal diet, it seems to be just a dish, but I don't know that a large number of Chinese herbs are added to the dishes, which can increase the delicious taste of the dishes, and can imperceptibly improve people's physical condition.
Cure the sick and strengthen the body without the disease.
After chatting for about ten minutes, Fang Tong got up to say goodbye, and continued to go out tomorrow.
Select the store that Song Feng is satisfied with, and then look for an office building that meets Song Feng's needs.
There are certainly office buildings that can accommodate hundreds to thousands of people.
As long as you look carefully, you will definitely be able to find it.
Looking at Fang Tong, who was full of energy and was also full of energy, Song Feng secretly laughed.
Once a person has a goal, he will show amazing motivation, and Fang Tong is exactly like this.
Saying goodbye to Song Feng, Fang Tong went out and took a taxi, thinking about where to find an office building tomorrow.
Unconsciously, the taxi came to Fang Tong's community.
After paying the fare, Fang Tong returned home with his head held high.
"Who are you, and why are you in my house?"
took out the key to open the door, and the smile on Fang Tong's face stopped abruptly.
There were a few more men in the room, all of them burly and uneasy to mess with.
Listening to Fang Tong's questioning, several men sneered and didn't say a word.
At that moment, another person came out of the bedroom.
"It's you!"
Seeing someone coming, Fang Tong's soul was scared.
I never dreamed that Wan Yufan would appear at home and bring so many people.
"Stinky, of course you can't think it's me, don't you think I'm still lying in the hospital now?"
Wan Yufan said gloomily: "It took so long to come back, you had a lot of fun at Song Feng's house, right?"
"You spy on me!"
Fang Tong exclaimed.
"A small character like you is not worth the surveillance of this son."
Wan Yufan waved his hand, and everyone in the living room immediately stood up and stood aside respectfully.
Then, Wan Yufan sat on the sofa with his toes held high, looking at Fang Tong with gloomy eyes.
"Fang Tong, I have already found out about you, you resigned from the TV station, and now you are working for him under Song Feng, this morning I accompanied Song Feng to a shop on the street, and then followed him all the time, am I right?"
Fang Tong was so nervous in his heart, Wan Yufan kept saying that he was not worthy of their surveillance, but he investigated his itinerary clearly, what is this not surveillance?
In the absence of the owner, Wan Yufan forcibly entered the room with a group of people, and he was definitely not prepared to do anything good.
Wan Yufan took out a cigarette, and one of his subordinates immediately picked up a lighter and lit it for him.
"Look at what you're afraid of, why are you sweating so much? I'm not a man-eating tiger, you don't have to be so nervous, come, sit next to me, I have a few words to say to you."
Fang Tong not only did not go over, but was ready to run away at any time.
"You're not going to run, are you? If that's what you think, I'd advise you not to do it."
Wan Yufan spit out a puff of smoke rings, and said with a cold smile: "As the saying goes, a monk can't run the temple if he can run, I came to you today, so I don't worry about you slipping away from the palm of my hand, if you run away, your father and mother will have to bury you."
"What the hell are you trying to do?"
Hearing that the other party was going to threaten his parents, Fang Tong asked loudly.
Why did everyone bully her as a weak woman?
"You are a weak woman, Song Feng is not a good man and a woman."
Wan Yufan bullet cigarette ash.
As soon as he thought of Song Feng, Wan Yufan had a fire in his belly.
According to normal circumstances, Wan Yufan's injuries would have to lie in the hospital for at least a year and a half.
Fortunately, Wan Jia is not an ordinary family, and the family has a large number of masters and money, which can allow Wan Yufan to recover from his injuries and be discharged from the hospital in a short time.
He came to Fang Tong to do only one thing, a big thing that made him raise his eyebrows.