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Chapter 114 Accompany Song Xueer to the Night Market

"Actually, I don't know much about these things myself." Qin Lang carefully looked through a few pages of the information given to him by Che Hui, and found that he had many nouns and didn't understand what it meant, so he simply stopped reading: "So, since these two apartment buildings are in Jinling, let's go to the scene to take a look now."

"This is the best, please." Manager Che made a gesture of invitation. Qin Lang stood up. He glanced at Yang Siqi: "I have some things to be busy with now and can't accompany you anymore. I will come to you again if I have time."

The reason why Qin Lang said this was to help Yang Siqi completely solve Zhao Wei. Now he confessed his identity as a super rich second generation. I believe that after this, Zhao Wei will never dare to come to Yang Siqi again.

"Well" Yang Siqi was flattered. She completely forgot that Qin Lang spoke to those who were easy to speak in this intimate tone in order to help her get rid of Zhao Wei's pursuit.

"Let's go," said Qin Lang and Manager Che, walked out of the hotel.

"Siqi,... why didn't you say earlier that he is so rich?" Yang's mother was shocked and she said in a daze.

Xia Qing had quietly followed Qin Lang and the others and walked outside. Among the people present, she was the one who was the most shocked. Qin Lang, who has always been a cheerleader "nanny", suddenly became a rich hair with a mouth that was 900 million. She felt it was too unreal. Now Qin Lang is like a magnet, which has a strong attraction to her.

Seeing Xia Qing go out, Yang's mother, Yang's father, and Zhao Wei also followed him out.

While walking and chatting with Che Hui, Qin Lang walked to the square outside the mall.

At this time, Qin Lang's car was surrounded.

In every location of the car, there are people taking photos with their mobile phones. Some are chatting with videos, some are shooting jokes, and some are doing live broadcasts.

"Mom, look, this one next to me is a Ferrari, and it's a super deluxe version."

"Did the babies see that there is a Ferrari parked in Wanda Plaza in Jinling. I don't understand what model you ask me. Anyway, I know that this Ferrari is very cool. I will wait for the owner to come out later. I will take a look at him for you and let you see how powerful the aura of the people driving the Ferrari is! If Sister Hong can't help it, she will pounce on you and kiss him! Babies, take a look at the gifts..."

...

Qin Lang frowned and walked towards the crowd. Everyone was trying to see the "scented face" of Ferrari. Who would have been willing to move out of Qin Lang? Qin Lang finally got in.

"Please let me go, I'm leaving," Qin Lang said loudly to the person who was shooting around the car.

"You go! Who stopped you? It's really, why are you shouting? There's no quality at all." The woman who was doing the live broadcast thought Qin Lang spoke loudly and glanced at Qin Lang with dissatisfaction.

"If you don't let go, why should I drive out?" Qin Lang said speechlessly. His words caused a burst of laughter from the onlookers.

"What, do you mean, this Ferrari is yours?" The live broadcast woman looked at Qin Lang with a sneer, and then she shot her phone like a head at Qin Lang: "Babys, look, this person actually said that this Ferrari is his. You are ridiculous. You said that if he can drive a Ferrari, will I have to drive a plane? Thank you, 'Jay Chou is my apprentice' for the rocket sent by him. What's wrong with this society now? Why do you run out of mental illness and don't catch it..."

"How could this car be his?"

"Look at what he is wearing, at most he rides a bicycle and wants to drive a Ferrari, it's really a big laugh..."

"I guess I'm afraid of being poor and I'm suffering from paranoia."

People around him pointed at Qin Lang and sneered and commented.

Humph, Qin Lang shook his head helplessly. He could be so kind to people that this group of people who were no different from ants in his eyes would dare to speak loudly to him.

"Tornado! Start!" Qin Lang yelled loudly at Ferrari. Yesterday, Qin Lang had already entered his voice in Ferrari and named the Ferrari "Tornado".

"Is this person sick?"

"What are you shouting for? Really!"

...

Just as everyone was complaining, Ferrari moved and it slowly retreated. The live broadcaster was leaning against the body of the car, but then he fell a plunge on her butt.

"Rotate and drift in place!" Qin Lang shouted loudly again. At the same time, the Ferrari's engine really roared. It began to spin quickly on the ground. The people around were frightened, afraid that Ferrari would suddenly lose control and hurt him, so they quickly escaped. Only Qin Lang was still standing there. Qin Lang couldn't understand the stability of this Ferrari. If his top Ferrari had lost control, then Ferrari would go bankrupt directly.

"Stop!" With Qin Lang's order, Ferrari stopped. Qin Lang pressed the car key and opened it on his own. In the stunned everyone, Qin Lang sat into the cab and picked up Che Hui. Ferrari's exhaust gas cylinder sprayed flames and rushed towards the distance!

Seeing the whole process, Xia Qing stood there. Her eyes were wide open. She recalled every detail of Qin Lang before in her mind. She closed her eyes and began to regret. Two lines of crystal tears flowed out from the cracks of her eyes. Why didn't she realize that Qin Lang was such a rich person?

Zhao Wei opened his mouth slightly, motionless, and looked at the direction where Ferrari disappeared as if he was stupid.

Yang's father and mother were holding hands, and they were so excited that their bodies were trembling. Yang's father called "old woman" in a daze, and Yang's mother called "old man" in a daze

As Qin Lang and Che Hui rushed downstairs, they arrived at the apartment building called "Lingwu Building".

Lingwu Building is 20 stories high and has various types of rental apartments. Currently, many companies have rented houses in Lingwu Building. This is a very popular rental property in this area.

While they were walking around, Che Hui introduced to Qin Lang: "The location here is quite good, only 5 kilometers away from Confucius Temple, and there are all kinds of shopping malls, banks, subway stations, and various entertainment venues..."

"This is" Qin Lang discovered on the way to drive. There was a lot of people here. I bought this apartment in the most prosperous area in Jinling and made money: "The location is so good, how could the original owner betrayed this place?"

"That's right. The original owner of Lingwu Building paid more than 1 billion yuan in his company in Shenzhen. Now he urgently needs money, so he thought of selling these two apartments in Jinling. Of course, it only took more than a week for his news to be released. As far as I know, no one has asked him for a price of more than 900 million yuan. Mr. Qin, please consider it carefully in the past two days. After all, the faster the matter, the better!"

"That's right." Qin Lang looked around and was quite satisfied with these two apartments. He looked at Che Hui and said casually: "Then you can buy it for me!"

"You're making a decision?" Che Hui asked in shock. Qin Lang just looked around the outside of the apartment and decided to buy it. You know, this involves a transaction of 900 million yuan. Even a giant who has been immersed in the business world for decades should weigh it carefully. Qin Lang, who is only 20 years old, agreed like this? Che Hui had never seen such a bright and decisive person.

"Is there any problem?" Qin Lang asked with some ignorance. He was rich and powerful and flowing in his blood.

"No problem... Mr. Qin, I will take down these two apartment buildings for you as soon as possible, and you will feel at ease when I hand them over to me..." Che Hui said in fear and excitement.

"Okay, if you have anything to do, you can contact me or Mr. Chen. Let's go back..." Qin Lang walked down the building twice before he was interested and drove away with Che Hui.

After sending Che Hui back to Citibank, Qin Lang went to Zixuan's house and asked Chen Wanqian about it. He searched for Zhong Yu's situation. As before, there was no news about the man and woman who took Zhong Yu away.

Qin Lang was feeling lost but was powerless. Imagining Zhong Yu's situation at this moment, Qin Lang felt infinitely worried and painful.

His cell phone rang, and it was Xie Wenjing called. In Qin Lang's mind, Xie Wenjing had become irrelevant. No matter whether Xie Wenjing called to scold him on the phone or to show off to him, how free and easy she lived after leaving her, all this had nothing to do with herself.

Xie Wenjing called Qin Lang five times, but Qin Lang let his cell phone ring and didn't answer a single one. In the end, he was really annoyed and directly refused Xie Wenjing's call request. Xie Wenjing never called again.

Qin Lang was lying on the bed, Zhong Yu's voice, appearance and smile appeared in his mind again. He seemed to see Zhong Yu appear in front of him, but when he murmured the word "Zhong Yu" in his mouth and reached out to touch Zhong Yu's face, Zhong Yu disappeared again, and Qin Lang felt lost.

He nestled on his body and wrapped his body tightly at room temperature of 25℃, but Qin Lang felt so cold. He was like a dog abandoned by someone and hungry on a rainy night, shaking slightly.

After experiencing so much suffering, Qin Lang finally fell asleep and he could finally feel more comfortable for the time being.

A few hours later, Qin Lang was woken up by the ringtone of his cell phone.

He saw in a daze that it was Huang Ge called, so he answered the phone. It turned out that Huang Ge had promised to accompany Zhou Xin to the night market, but he received a notice from the Sports Department and could not go there, so he wanted Qin Lang to accompany Zhou Xin to the night market.

"Zhou Xin went to the night market with Song Xueer. If you want to say I don't go, it's okay, but you also know that it's quite dangerous to go out at night at the two girls' house. I have no choice but to ask you for help. Qin Lang, do you have time? If you can't do it, I'll find someone else."

"There is time, but you also know that Song Xueer has some objections to me..." Qin Lang also wanted to help Huang Ge, but with Song Xueer there, he always felt a little awkward.

"Hey, what do I think you are worried about? You are going to accompany them to shop and protect them today. I don't believe it. If you don't say a word, what else can Xue'er do to you?" Huang Ge said easily: "Then it's settled, where are you now..."

After chatting with Huang Ge for a few words, Qin Lang hung up the phone. He thought about it, he was just following them, not interrupting, and being polite to her. As the saying goes, "If you don't hit people with smiles, she will at most give herself a look and can't say anything too much."

Thinking of this, Qin Lang left Zixuan's house, took a taxi, and headed straight to Danfeng Street Night Market...

At this time, Zhou Xin and Song Xueer were also sitting for rent, on the way to the night market.

"Huang Ge said Qin Lang was waiting for us at the night market, and he wanted to accompany us to visit the night market..." Zhou Xin and Song Xueer said.

"He? Why do you let him come? We can just go shopping by ourselves." Song Xueer was immediately unhappy when she heard that she wanted to be with Qin Lang.

Last time I came to the hotel in Berkeley, because Qin Lang helped her solve the problem of overturning the statue, Song Xueer and Zhou Xin once suspected that Qin Lang was a low-key rich second generation. They did investigate Qin Lang for several days, but they did not find out what Qin Lang had to do with Chen Wanqian. He was still the same as a loser in the past, so Song Xueer and Zhou Xin rejected their suspicions. In their minds, Qin Lang was still the stinky loser who only showed his eyes.
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