Metropolis: Start to reward a commercial street

You can search for the latest chapters in Baidu for "City: Start Reward for a Commercial Street Search Novel (www.soxscc.com)"!He took her mobile phone, entered her number, and after confirming the call, she hung up and returned it to her.

"Where do you live? Do you want me to take you back?" he asked.

Zhong Yan looked at it blankly, her face flushed quickly, and she lowered her head hurriedly.

Yang Zixing was a little confused, and just sent her back on the way, could this make her blush?

"No, no more!" She hesitated.

"It's okay, I have a car, it's very convenient!"

"okay then!"

The two walked outside one after another.

Yang Zixing found his car, but found that there was a circle of people around, thinking that something had happened, and when he took a closer look, he found that everyone took out their mobile phones and patted the car.

He didn't understand what these people were doing, so he went straight past the crowd, opened the door and got into the driving seat, then waved to Zhong Yan in front of him: "Get in!"

Zhong Yan looked at the chic red sports car in front of her, her eyes widened: "This, this...is this car yours?"

Just now, she was still discussing this car with a good friend, why did she get into it in a blink of an eye?

"Is there any problem?" Yang Zixing asked strangely.

Zhong Yan sat down in a daze, and suddenly felt unreal. Is this a luxury car worth nearly 20 million?

She felt that if a good friend was here, she would be envious to death.

"Thank you, everyone, I'm going to send the beauty back!" Yang Zixing shouted outside, then stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

Why don't I remember you notified me

After sending Zhong Yan back, Yang Zixing went directly back to where he lived, called and asked about Xiaoqiang's results today, and then thought about another matter.

Zhuang Dong gave him a car. Although the money is not a big deal to him now, the favor is owed.

The other party is so interesting, he can't say nothing.

So he picked up the phone again and dialed the other party's number.

"President Zhuang, I am Yang Zixing!"

"Oh! Mr. Yang, what's the matter? Talk to me as soon as possible if I have any questions. I still have a bit of a say in this one-third of Xinghai City." The other party smiled boldly.

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"It's just a small thing! It's just a car. Mr. Yang likes it and just take it. I have a lot more here. If you like it, come to me some time and pick a few more."

"President Zhuang is polite! That car is a great help to me. I promised before that I would definitely ask Mr. Zhuang to have a meal to express my thanks when I have time. I wonder when Mr. Zhuang will have time?"

"It turns out that this is the case! Hahaha! Why don't it be three days later, at the Shengyuan Hotel, you must have a drink with Mr. Yang by then!"

He laughed and decided immediately.

Yang Zixing bought his commercial street and made him more than 2 billion yuan. He wanted to make friends with each other a long time ago, but he didn't expect just a car to get him into the relationship.

He checked Yang Zixing's background, but found that nothing useful was found. The other party appeared without warning, as if he had hundreds of millions of fortunes overnight.

Of course, he also found some information, such as Yang Zixing's parents, friends, relatives, etc., but the information was fake at first glance. How could it be possible to have such a person from such an ordinary background?

So he concluded that these were just smoke bombs he released, and his true background was absolutely terrifyingly deep.

Otherwise, there is no need to cover it up.

Who can suddenly buy a commercial street without blinking?

The strength shown by the opponent is probably only the tip of his iceberg, and what is hidden in the mist is the truly frightening thing.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

Yang Zixing arrived at the Shengyuan Hotel as scheduled, and under the leadership of the waiter, he entered the private room reserved by Zhuang Dong.

Zhuang Dong had already been waiting here, and when he saw him coming, he immediately got up to welcome him with a warm expression on his face.

"I was supposed to invite President Zhuang, but why did you end up inviting guests?" Yang Zixing said helplessly.

Zhuang Dong smiled and said: "It's true that Shengyuan Hotel is actually an industry under the name of Zhuang. It is my honour for Mr. Yang to come here. I also try to do the best of the host. How can I let Mr. Yang treat you? What?"

"Don't call Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang, just call me a sub-star."

"Haha! Okay, son star! Then don't call me Mr. Zhuang, you look strange, I'm how old you are, if you don't dislike it, you can call me Brother Zhuang." Zhuang Dong laughed and watched secretly. Yang Zixing's expression.

Although he said this casually, he was extremely bold. As long as Yang Zixing showed a trace of reluctance, he would immediately change his words.

"Brother Zhuang!" Yang Zixing nodded.

He can naturally see the meaning of the other party's friendship, but he doesn't care. Although he has the system, his later achievements are definitely not low, but for now, his accumulation is still too shallow.

Regardless of his contacts or background, he has no contacts. Although he looks mysterious, he is just a castle in the sky. Compared with the real boss, he is nothing.

Of course, he is confident that he will become a real boss in the shortest time, but all of these prerequisites take time.