C1209 Low
C1209 Low
Hee Feng was currently using his super ability, not to mention it was completely useful. The driver in the front row casually took it out from his pocket. A dozen red notes, responsible for the entrance, and the boss of the security work instantly became busy. He opened the door without falling and the fence beside him let people pass!
Uncle Qin, the gatekeeper.
There were flashes in many of the jokes, but in real life, uncle Qin was not as magical as described in the jokes. He did not like water either. Naturally, it could not be said to attract female college students, but even so, uncle Qin, who had lived for so many years, had sharp eyes. When he saw Hee Feng driving slowly towards him in the Tras car!
He immediately determined that the driver was the one sitting in the Tras.
There was no other reason. Compared to those fancy sports cars, the Tras in the middle seemed a little reserved and inconspicuous. However, there was a kind of noble aura in the darkness. It had to be said that the look in Uncle Qin's eyes was quite good. He had indeed determined it, but he saw that the moment Hee Feng and the others slowly drove in... Suddenly, he bent his waist and bowed!
Seeing this appearance, Hee Feng nodded his head repeatedly. He thought to himself that this old man had a good eye for things. When he saw Hee Feng nod his head, he thought, the corner of his mouth even revealed a fleeting smile. Song Jingxing, who was driving in the front row, immediately revealed a gratified smile. When the boss laughed, it meant that the boss was not angry. He directly turned on the ultrasound and threw a stack of bills at Uncle Qin.
Song Jingxing was the director of the Dragon Group's Beijing office, no matter how small the money was!
He didn't take it to heart. However, his generous offer had attracted Hee Feng's attention, and his mother, the hippie, had given him ten thousand yuan. This kid! He had some foundation!
One must know that Hee Feng had been busy with quantum cannon recently. Therefore, as the research and production cost of the production line decreased, the price of the quantum cannon was lowered by a lot. A cannon was about 1 billion yuan or so. Compared to the previous 5 billion US dollars, it was not just a little bit.
It could be said that the price of jumping off the building had been greatly discounted, but even though the price had been lowered, but compared to the large number, this bit of money was still not enough. The Dragon Group was very tight, and the expenses of the outside world had been reduced again and again. If they could spend less, they would spend less!
Even the collection of antiques in the Dragon Group had been auctioned off.
Of course, compared to the huge amount of storage in the Dragon Group, it was still a little lacking. The price of antiques was a sky-high price. It was a pity that Hee Feng was not easy to sell. There was no other reason. Although it was an antique from a chaotic era of gold and prosperity, it was an antique that could easily fetch billions of dollars. Not many people could afford it!
Moreover, even if they could afford it, the amount they needed was limited. As the saying goes, the rarer something is, the more expensive it is. If I put this thing on the market in one go... The price would definitely be lowered. After all, a stupid collector with a lot of money... In the end, it will be a little less!
If it was sold too much. Maybe the antiques would be sold at the price of vegetables by the Dragon Group. That would be sad!
Nonsense, how much could he sell the cabbage for?
Therefore, when he saw Song Jingxing's generous offer, Hee Feng couldn't help but ponder. Should I ask those grandsons of the Inspection Court's Censorate Censorate to investigate this guy, perhaps I can find out something about him. Even if he didn't, he would be able to find something out for it...
At that time, wouldn't it be wonderful to directly raid the house? Didn't he smell good?
Looking at Hee Feng staring at him with narrowed eyes, Song Jingxing felt a chill run down his spine. There was no other reason. Hee Feng's gaze was very similar to that of a pig being slaughtered. He couldn't help but shiver as he thought of his mistake just now. He had nothing better to do than to pretend to be a rich man. How could he forget about this? One should know that his boss was a poor madman. In the past few days, in order to hide his money, he had to secretly investigate those heartless guys. He had planned to kill a pig to get some money. At this moment, he had inadvertently revealed his wealth!
Wasn't he supposed to deliver himself to the tiger's mouth?
When he thought of this, Song Jingxing's forehead was covered in sweat. He wiped the sweat off his white handkerchief and said, "Boss, I've thought about it. Right now, the Dragon Group is in dire need of money. I happen to have some savings too. Why don't I take it out to support the construction of the Dragon Group?"
"You have quite a good eye!" Hee Feng thought in his heart. He indeed had good eyesight, but on the surface, he asked with a straight face, "How about this? How much can you donate?"
"Five or six billion!" Song Jingxing thought about his own fortune and said. When Hee Feng heard this number, damn! I didn't expect you to be so fat. These are five or six quantum cannons.
What a fat sheep! I'll let you go when I see your eyes! Hee Feng thought in his heart, but Song Jingxing's performance next surprised him. It turned out that when he saw Hee Feng glaring at him, he thought that Hee Feng thought that he gave less. En. It was indeed a little too little.
He had only given him 1 / 10 of his net worth, which was only a tenth of his net worth!
So he hurriedly changed his tone and said, "Boss, the unit I just mentioned is euros!"
Hee Feng's body leaned back. He could not help but suck in a breath of cold air in his heart. I really underestimated him. It suddenly increased by ten times. However, his expression remained unchanged as he said, "En, you have a good heart..."
Seeing Hee Feng say this, Song Jingxing was relieved.
It seemed like he was saved and wouldn't be treated like a fat sheep. However, what he didn't know was that Hee Feng was calculating how much wealth he had.
At this moment, the car slowly stopped. It turned out that they had arrived. Yes. It was the dormitory building. At that moment, the people who were playing games in the dormitory building all stuck their heads out and looked at the dozens of luxury cars on the balcony.
There was no other reason. All of this was too spectacular.
The logo of the luxury cars and his exquisite painting of the car showed that it was worth a lot of money. Some of the boys who knew the industry had already started thinking about how much it would cost in total. Although the girls did not know much about this, just by looking at the exterior of the car... As for the logo, they knew that it had been there before.
As for the rest, they didn't think much of it.
Building number two, apartment number three. Coincidentally, it was opposite of Lee Zhiyuan's apartment number three. This was also Su Yan's accommodation.