MTL - Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?-Chapter 12 One day trip with little rich woman

Chapter 12 A day trip with the little rich woman

 After blowing Guo Zihang away, Jiang Qin also left the beef noodle restaurant and went to the Jeju City Library. Then he took his financial backer, the rich woman, to the small commodity city.

Today, Feng Nanshu wore a fairy-like floral dress, a small black leather bag astride her body, and small brown leather shoes, revealing a small piece of thin lace stockings with lace, giving her a girlish look.

　With a thirty-eight-year-old greasy soul, I would say that it is so tender that you can almost squeeze out the water.

She strolled along the narrow walkway, her clear and translucent eyes wandering around, full of curiosity about the products displayed on the stalls.

This small commodity mall is quite famous in Chengnan High School, because most of the products sold here are knock-off products with very low prices and a wide range of varieties.

 The student party is really poor.

Especially for day students, they eat at home in the morning and evening and don’t have much pocket money at all.

 So on weekends, they would come here in small groups to shop, but what they bought were basically things that looked good but were useless.

Feng Nanshu probably heard someone talking about this place in school, so he called it to have a look.

 “Why do they have so many car keys at home?”

 “Ah...that is actually a lighter.”

 “Do I need to take the beauty certificate test? I want to take one.”

“That one is fake and has no meaning. If you want it, just buy it, one piece for one piece.”

 “Jiang Qin, I’m thirsty and want to drink Sprite.”

 “You are mistaken, that is its sister version, Rebi.”

“These underwear are torn in the middle, why are they still being put up for sale?”

 “Well, you’re still young, so don’t ask about adults.”

Three minutes later, Feng Nanshu stopped in front of a shop at the corner, unable to move his legs.

In front of her is a hellokitty-shaped rocking car, which is shining with light, and she is kindly calling her friends to come and play.

Feng Nanshu turned his head and looked at Jiang Qin quietly, his cold eyes flashing with determination, leaving Jiang Qin confused.

 “You don’t want to play with this, do you?”

“Miss, please listen to me first. This thing is for children under eight years old.”

"You are already eighteen years old. If you try to play this game, you will definitely die on the spot."

Jiang Qin tried to persuade her to give up the idea. Although this toy could light up, move, and even sing, it was not qualified to be played with without wearing crotchless pants.

Three minutes later, a beautiful song came from the door of the corner shop.

 What is the name of my father’s father? My father’s father’s name is grandpa…

The pretty girl was riding on it, giggling, and her whole body was so happy that she was flying.

Jiang Qin couldn't help but feel happy as he weighed the change he had exchanged in the store. Then he put his shoulder against the door frame of the store and stared at her quietly.

He accidentally saw a plastic-wrapped schedule in Feng Nanshu's bag that day. She practiced piano and violin in the morning, ballet and judo at noon, and read the news and financial newspapers in the evening. Only in the afternoon could this girl go to the library. Take a breath.

 The little rich woman probably didn’t have much childhood...

 That’s why she has no friends and can’t socialize. She becomes socially anxious and is misunderstood as aloof.

Jiang Qin smiled and ignored it, but casually took out the contract in his bag.

He currently has four demolished houses in his hands, with varying sizes, costing a total of 2.73 million Cary.

The demolition compensation plan for the reconstruction of Jeju City's old city has not yet been issued, and he has never seen it in his previous life. However, based on the compensation received by his third uncle's bridge, the compensation in Busanli should be 1:2.8, and Xingfu Community and Hongyun Community The geographical location is relatively remote, so the compensation is not that high, at most 1:2.1.

 He doesn’t know the situation in Chengdu, but it should be able to reach 1:2.4.

Jeju is not Kyoto or Shenseong. It is almost impossible to get rich overnight by demolishing people. It is already very rare to achieve this kind of ratio. What more bicycles are needed.

You should know that the Qianba Village located in the North Second Ring Road was also included in the demolition scope in 2018, but the compensation ratio was only 1:1.3. This shows what?

 It explains that demolition is like love, the order is really important.

Once the demolition money is received, Jiang Qin will repay the money Feng Nanshu lent him. By then, he should still have one or two million left, plus four apartments.

Of course, he can also just want money without the house, but if he directly discounts it, it will definitely not reach the market price, so the best way is to sell it in person after getting it, but that also depends on the specific location of the resettlement house. If it is in the future If there is a huge increase in the price, then he will definitely stay.

 While waiting for the demolition money, Jiang Qin does not intend to sit idle.

 He will take another 270,000 to do some business.

 Buying a demolished house is still opportunistic, but starting a real business is completely different. If he wants to quickly enter the state of an entrepreneur, he must be familiar with business processes and routines.

So he will use the 270,000 as principal to start some small things in Jeju, just as a test before officially starting a business.

Just as I was thinking about it, the music next to me suddenly stopped.

 Swing time is over.

 But Feng Nanshu was unwilling to get off the hellokitty, and his eyes were still shining with unfinished meaning.

Jiang Qin smiled helplessly, took out a coin from his pocket and handed it to her palm.

“Come and play with me.” Feng Nanshu pointed to another station next to him.

"Me? I'm a big man, Mr. Mighty, a tough guy, don't be kidding..."

 Three minutes later, the duet of "What's the Name of Dad's Dad" came from the door of the small store.

Jiang Qin was sitting in a car that was not the right size, swinging along with hellokitty, with a look of surprise on his face.

This thing…

 So **** happy!

After shaking for a long time, the two crazy Hello Kitties finally stopped, and the owner of the store also came out, his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes filled with murderous intent.

 How much does the child weigh?

 How much do you weigh as a tall young man?

 Haven't you got any idea in your mind yet?

However, Jiang Qin didn't notice the store owner's expression. Instead, he reached into the pocket of his jeans and took out the Nokia that was left behind by his father.

He kept feeling something ringing when he was riding on the swing car. When he turned on his phone, he found that it was the notification sound of QQ messages, or the 2008 version of QQ. It was so retro that it killed him.

“Brother Jiang, guess where the class reunion is this time!”

“Okay, okay, let’s not talk about it. The meeting place is also in a city within a city. Do you think it’s a coincidence or not?”

“Qin Zi’ang has booked a classmate’s banquet at the Longwei Hotel next door. I’m walking there now. I have to eat and cry that stupid dog today!”

"By the way, aren't you also near the city within the city? I will go find you after eating and let's go home together!"

 Guo Zihang’s profile picture is of a long-haired man wearing sunglasses. The picture also has a Bao-colored filter, making him look like a non-mainstream person.

Jiang Qin found it hard to understand why he had to use a skinny, chicken-like man as his avatar despite being short, fat, and dark.



Damn it, this nine-character physical keyboard is so difficult to use!

Jiang Qin directly pressed the hang-up button and returned to the homepage, completely lacking the patience to reply to messages.

 “Little rich woman, where do you want to go next?”

 “Go eat junk food!”

Feng Nanshu stretched out his hand and pointed to the snack shop in front with his green-white fingers, his eyes twinkling.

 (End of this chapter)