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Thank you [Oh, go play] for rewarding the helm leader.

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Zhang Lang finally couldn't escape being scolded.

Although Ye Shuxian also knew that Zhang Lang was not short of money, she was not so chaotic!

Forget about antique furniture, this antique dish costs dozens of dollars even if it is cheaper than a bowl from Qing Jiaqing. You have to be careful when eating, for fear of falling if you don’t pay attention.

Of course, Ye Shuxian and the others also knew that this was Zhang Lang's filial piety and he was happy to be the one who should be trained.

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Xiaowu and his family finally made a decision and agreed to run a factory with Zhang Lang, but the premise was that as Zhang Lang said, the investor was a Hong Kong businessman.

Zhang Lang happily agreed.

There are many ways to make money in his mind, but even the spirit of the gods is not infinite.

The villagers of Xilong Villa have been closed for too long, and there will be no talent who will stand alone for at least three years.

He can only seek foreign aid, and a few second-generation and third-generation who have bottom-line services are the best candidates.

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When going to Xiangjiang, Tang Feifei naturally had to follow him. Duan Hu and Tang Weiwei also followed him with her.

Although Zhang Lang didn't want to bring this light bulb that was working hard for 200w, his sister-in-law had done all her mother-in-law's work, and he had no reason to refuse.

At the Beijing Railway Station, Duan Hu looked at the two urban beauties around Zhang Lang, and then at Zhang Lang in old military uniforms.

I couldn't help but frown, "Brother! You're not short of money, why don't you change your clothes?"

Zhang Lang said indifferently: "Why do you need to change it? I don't wear my clothes for others to see! I feel that this is good!"

"……………” Duan Hu was speechless.

From Beijing to Shenzhen Market, you need to reverse the car in Yangcheng.

Duan Dehai made arrangements in advance. Knowing that Zhang Lang was going to Shenzhen Market, he called Yangcheng Military Region early and arranged everything.

The four of them rested in Yangcheng for a night.

The next day, the Yangcheng Military Region arranged a car for them and sent a staff officer to send the four of them to the Shenzhen Stock Exchange inspection station.

People from the Yangcheng Military Region sent Zhang Lang and the others to the inspection station at Luohu Port, and took out four border inspection certificates and handed them, "Comrade Zhang Lang! I can only send it here. I wish you a good journey!"

Zhang Lang politely said to the military adviser who came to see him: "Thank you! Thank you to your leader on my behalf! This time the mission is tight and it's too late. I will definitely go to thank you in person next time I come!"

After passing the Luohu border inspection station, you will arrive at the New Territories of Xiangjiang.

Xiangjiang is divided into three districts, namely Xiangjiang, Kowloon Peninsula and the New Territories.

The New Territories is one of the three major geographical regions of Xiangjiang, the largest area in Xiangjiang.

The New Territories belong to a hilly area and is also the highest area with the highest altitude of Xiangjiang River. The highest is Damao Mountain, which is 957 meters above sea level.

At this time, the New Territories was in the transformation of agricultural industry to urbanization, which was similar to that in China around 2000!

The entire New Territories is like a huge construction site, under construction everywhere.

Zhang Lang from Xiangjiang came to Zhang Lang more than a dozen times in later generations, and these tall buildings in the New Territories are not at all attractive to Zhang Lang.

However, the sisters Duan Hu and Tang Feifei who have stepped abroad for the first time are different. They both turn into curious babies.

It seemed as if Liu Laolao had entered the Grand View Garden, looking around, seeing everything was novel.

Even if the Tang Feifei sisters and Duan Hu are dressed better than 90% of the people in Xiangjiang, they both need to be fashionable.

But any Xiangjiang people can recognize that they have just come from the mainland.

This has nothing to do with dressing, it is temperament. Chinese people in this era all have a deep and simple atmosphere.

Zhang Lang was not in a hurry to go to the hotel. Although he was not short of money, they did not have a passport, nor did they have a Xiangjiang ID card.

Although now, as long as you enter Xiangjiang, you can go to the Household Registration Bureau to register for your ID card, Zhang Lang never thought of changing his nationality.

He reached out and stopped a taxi, Zhang Lang and the other four sat on it, "Go to the headquarters of HSBC Bank in Xiangjiang!"

The taxi driver did not drive and looked at Zhang Lang, "Sir, we don't charge RMB!"

Zhang Lang had no choice but to take out the pounds and measure them, and the driver started the car.

The taxi stops downstairs of HSBC Bank Building, 1 Queen's Avenue Central, Central, Hong Kong.

"Sir, total are..."

"No need to look for it!" Zhang Lang threw ten pounds to the driver.

Zhao Lei is the lobby manager of HSBC Bank and is well-informed, but today he encountered a strange combination.

The four young men and women, three of them were wearing clothes that were handmade at a glance, but these three seemed to have never seen one on the market.

The other one was even more strange. He was wearing an old military uniform, but his every move was so natural.

To describe it in one sentence, it is like thinking of home.

He has the majesty of a superior and an indescribable mysterious temperament.

Out of professional habits, Zhao Lei still greeted him, "Sir, what business do you want to do?"

"Manager! I have a business worth hundreds of millions of dollars to handle!"

“Do you have an appointment?”

"No! You can help me make an appointment now!" Zhang Lang used the sound of the great way as he spoke.

"Sir, please come with me!" said politely, after serving coffee in the client room. "Sir, please do less! Manager!"

As soon as Zhao Lei walked out, Duan Hu couldn't wait to pick up the coffee and take a sip.

"ah!"

Duan Hu almost vomited out and shouted loudly: "What is this? Why is it so bitter!"

"It's really a rustic hat. This is coffee, and the bitter taste you drink!" Tang Weiwei said that and enjoyed it and started to taste it.

"…………” Duan Hu felt so frustrated when he was despised by a girl.

Tang Jiwen and Ye Shuxian both returned from studying abroad. Before ten years of darkness, they were quite bourgeoisie and often drank coffee at home.

Sisters Tang Feifei and Tang Weiwei have drunk coffee since childhood.

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Not long after, Zhao Lei walked in with a middle-aged man who was somewhat defeated.

"Sir! Account Manager, Wu Jiren!"

"Hello sir! Is there anything I can serve you?" Wu Jiren stepped forward and greeted Zhang Lang politely, but the contempt that flashed through his eyes was clearly seen by Zhang Lang.

"Manager Zhao, let's take a manager!"

The middle-aged man with a defeated change in color, and an indescribable sense of humiliation surged into his heart. He asked angrily: "What do you...what do you mean?"

"Oh! I'm sorry! I didn't explain it clearly! I am the descendant of the Tianshi Sect. I calculated that this gentleman's horoscope is incompatible with me! Manager, I will lose money!"

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Chapter completed!