Chapter 1220: Small House Crisis
When Hou Bigu heard the figure of 200,000 Lun coins, he shrunk his tongue and stuttered, "Really...really!"
A middle-level person in a small residence can get about 60,000 to 70,000 Lun coins a year. An upper-level person, such as a nursing home, can get 100,000 yuan, so they can earn more than 1 million yuan a year and work hard for three to five years. Generally speaking, they have the financial resources to buy a level 3 heart. Of course, the level 4 heart has soared to 30 million, which is extremely far away for them, such as the leader of the nursing home or the captain of the team, which takes about a month. With only 200,000 Lun coins, these people are already among the upper class in the Kunlun Yanhuang area, and many people are cheering for them. Of course, if someone has made a very special and outstanding contribution, Xiaoju will rate it after the inspection and directly reward the level three or even level four mentality.
Therefore, without a background and relying on personal development, it is very remarkable to be able to obtain the fourth level of heart. It can also be understood that even the master of a small residence must be a powerful and aloof person, let alone the master of the pavilion. Lord of the Palace.
It can be seen why the owner of Xiaoju was able to win over a group of people, and why so many people tried their best to squeeze in.
Therefore, the salary Ye Tian paid to Hou Bigu directly allowed him to step into the higher ranks, just like he suddenly became the general manager of the company from a young employee.
Hou Bigu glanced at Ye Tian secretly, and suddenly found that he couldn't see through him. He was just shocked by Ye Tian's strength. He didn't expect that he was in the limelight now. He was said to be a legendary business genius some time ago. My little brother, and he asked for 200,000 yuan a month. I secretly rejoiced. I never realized before I came here that I had a big leg. If you behave well, you will definitely get rich! I couldn't help but smile.
Jun Ziyue let out a "poof", "How can you be shocked by this little money? Follow Master Ye from now on, be prepared to put oil on your mouth, I'm afraid I'll kill you!"
Ye Tian smiled and said, "Fat man, don't underestimate your butt. He is also a boss in the slave area and has his own shop."
Jun Ziyue shook his head disdainfully and looked at Hou Bigu, "You? Tsk..."
Hou Bigu's face suddenly turned red, and he was very angry that Junzi Yue looked down on him, "Mr. Junzi Yue, please don't look down on others. If something hadn't happened to me, do you think I would be reduced to this level?"
"What happened?"
Hou Bigu Qiqi's face turned even redder, but he still said it, "I... I... took out a loan of 30 million Lun coins from the Wufang Lun Coin Bank in Wufang City, and then... then used loan sharking."
Wufang Lun Coin Bank is equivalent to a bank on earth.
Junzi Guangdong screamed, "Oh, you have some skills, you can still lend 30 million, and then what?"
"And then...and then...the fucking group of people who charged me loan sharks took all 30 million and ran away, and I couldn't even find a shadow. I was ruined...I was ruined..." Hou Bigu said, I almost cried, "Then the Wufang Lun Coin Shop must have come to me. It was my loan. I was so scared that I hid away for a while. Finally, I dared to come back, so I liquidated the slaves and sold the shop at a low price." , I paid it back with interest, and I was miserable for a short period of time. "
Junzi Yue sneered, "Misery? I think you deserve it! It's so hard to earn Lun coins, so you just want to mess around in some crooked ways. The right path in the world is subject to vicissitudes of life, do you understand?"
"Yes... I understand, the vicissitudes of life..."
The two of them were speculating, which made Ye Tian laugh.
Jun Ziyue looked carefully at Hou Bigu Lai again, and after a moment, he curled his lips suspiciously, "Do you really have a way to take over the small square?"
Hou Bigu regained his composure and regrouped, "You guys, you don't understand what's going on here. Do you think it's enough to spend a little money to treat people from the Wufang Chasi to a meal?"
Hou Bigu shook his head, as if teaching a child, "You can't get anything done with just a few bucks. Besides, the people in the escort team are not very capable. You have to find other people to be the middlemen. And, you buy it." The small square must also have the ability to help the Wufang Chasi achieve results, so that people in the main city can see it. Isn't that what people have to endure in Kunlun? The most important thing is to have It's enough profit. You said that you should at least bring a beautiful socialite with you for dinner. Isn't it embarrassing to say that hundreds of thousands of dollars were wasted?" Hou Bigu looked like you were very cool. With a childish expression, the angry fat man slapped him on the head.
Jun Ziyue made his fat face turn red. Hou Bigu added, "Mr. Ye, let's use an analogy. If you can't get it for 100 million, I'll do it for you for 70 million. Hehe, sometimes you can still get it if you have money." I can’t spend it.”
Ye Tiandao, "Hou Bigu, I leave this matter to you."
Hou Bigu nodded vigorously. In fact, he knew that Ye Tianxian Xiao Xiaoju was going to face a disaster. After all, he had been staying at the trading venue for the past two days. Hou Bigu originally just wanted to find a temporary job to tide over the current difficulties, but now his view of Ye Tian has changed. He has a keen intuition that Ye Tian is definitely not a simple person. Perhaps Qingmeng is interested in Xianxiao The suppression launched by Xiaoju is not one-sided like the rumors outside.
Jun Ziyue and Hou Bigu were chatting in full swing. When Ye Tian was about to leave, Hou Bigu suddenly said, "Mr. Ye, do you know that something big happened in the slave area?"
"What's up?"
"The slave queen announced that she will conduct a master recognition ceremony!"
Jun Ziyue jumped up like a frog, stretching his neck, "No way, the slave queen holds the slave contract in her hand, and it is said that she has a strong background. It only takes a word to say when she will be deprived of her slave status. Why does she want to recognize the master now? Isn't it enough to be a slave?"
Hou Bigu stuck out his tongue and spit, "This matter has exploded in the slave area. The slave queen is actually one of the underground controllers of the slave area. Although her control power is not that strong, it should not be underestimated. Her identity is called a slave, but her real status is that even ordinary owners of small houses have to be polite. For many years, everyone thought that this slave queen would soar to the sky, but now she wants to recognize the master. I want to join in the fun."
Ye Tian shook his head and went out of the shop directly. He had no interest in the slave queen or who to recognize as the master.
The next morning, Feiren Jiujiao led two teams of 80 people to set off again. Ye Tian simply handed the nail that could control the illusion of Fang Zhushi to Feiren Feng. After all, there is no impenetrable wall. No matter how hard he tried to hide it, others would sooner or later discover the secret of Fang Zhushi. Only with strong enough strength could Ye Tian protect his own interests in Kunlun.
Moreover, Fang Zhushi was remote, notorious, and rarely visited, which eliminated some of Ye Tian's concerns about the Qing League.
However, when it was dark, Feiren Jiujiao and the others still did not show up. Ye Tian felt that things were not good. He contacted them several times with his identity chip, but all of them fell into the sea. He knew that Feiren Jiujiao might be in danger. Just as he was about to go out to look for them, two uninvited guests came outside the residence.
Ye Tian had met these two people once at the Xiaoju banquet held by Huo Zun. One of them was Wan Zuifeng, the owner of Zuifeng Waterside Pavilion, followed by Yue Changan. The other one was Yao Tenglong, the owner of Heilongxuan.
These two people, including Yue Changan, stood in front of Ye Tian with a gloating look on their faces.