"You're talking about the Wanghailou Hotel, which is the God of Wealth here. Aunt Zhou had bad luck in the first half of her life, and her husband died early. Later, father and son came from Anhui, and Aunt Zhou only had a few years of peace and happiness. I tell you

, they are two capable people. Dr. Zhu’s medical skills are the best I have ever seen, and any disease can be cured by him; his son Zhu Tong is my classmate, he is called smart, and I

Zhou Tian admires him the most in his life."

Zhou Tian praised Zhu Tong in front of Zhu Tong, and the little liar felt really comfortable and raised his glass to toast Zhou Tian.

"It's a pity that they were drowned by the tide; it's a pity that Zhu Tong, my classmate took the college entrance examination that year and ranked second in our entire Shandong Province; after Dr. Zhu learned the news, he went to the beach to find his son. They were so happy

"Unexpectedly, it was an astronomical tide that day, and they both drowned."

"What a pity." Zhu Tong comforted Zhou Tian sympathetically. He never expected that the hasty escape of himself and the old liar would be interpreted this way by the locals. Zhou Jinglan was at the beach at that time, and saw them running away along the beach. Maybe she was there.

Misleading?

"If it weren't for the four-year-old little Zhumei, Aunt Zhou might have gone too far. She wandered at the beach for three months in a row. We took turns accompanying her, for fear that Aunt Zhou wouldn't be able to bear it. But it's better now. A few years ago, she came from South Korea

I hired a businessman and visited my aunt’s small hotel last week; this was the first time for foreign businessmen to come to our town, and the mayor came out to receive them, right in my hotel. Mr. Jin was a very nice person, and he only asked our mayor to give him

When approving land, they paid 20 million for half of the shares. At that time, the land here was not valuable, so everyone thought Mr. Jin was a fool, or maybe he was looking at Aunt Zhou."

If the old liar is a fool, then there is no one in the world who is not a fool. Zhu Tong smiled and agreed with Zhou Tian. He had already determined that this so-called Mr. Jin must be an old liar; but how did the old liar become Mr. Jin of South Korea?

This is a difficult question. Can he speak Korean? The little liar doesn't think so. The old liar can't even speak Mandarin.

When Zhou Tian was a boy, he only drank about three ounces. Over the years he opened a restaurant, and his drinking capacity became quite good. After drinking half a kilogram of wine, his mind was still clear.

"Now we know that foreigners' vision is incomparable to ours, and their knowledge is wise. Mr. Jin is now running a real estate company, building houses on the seaside, and selling them to people all over China. The town supports, the county and city

They also support it. Even we think they have done a great thing for us. Over there, more than ten buildings have been sold to employees of Qilu Petrochemical. They are interested in the good climate here. I heard those who came to see it

The people who rented the houses said that the place where they lived was too polluted."

Zhu Tong felt a little dizzy now. The old liar had made such a big business. Wasn't he always very low-key?

"Mr. Zhao is really the first one here? I--how do I feel that I am very familiar with you? We must have met before." Zhou Tian blushed, holding the wine glass, and looked straight at Zhu Tong; "You are very

Like that friend of mine."

Zhu Tong was startled. His brief trance just now might have revealed some traces of past years. He quickly touched the wine glass with Zhou Tian and concealed it: "Maybe, but I came here to raise money and want to buy a condo here.

House, we will have more opportunities to meet in the future; we will become very good friends."

"That's because we have beautiful scenery and a good climate here, and seafood is cheap. My chef was hired from Qingdao, and it was Mr. Jin who gave me guidance on how to make a fortune and wanted me to improve my quality."

Zhou Tian drank a drink happily, his eyes blurred: "Mr. Jin is such a good person, we are all happy for Aunt Zhou."

"Can Mr. Jin speak Chinese?" Zhu Tong asked pretending to be strange.

"Mr. Jin, I fled here to South Korea when I was a child. He is an overseas Chinese, and of course he speaks Chinese. Brother Zhao, I invited you to pay for this meal. I--I--you just look down on me.

Zhou Tian.”

Zhou Tian was completely drunk, and Zhu Tong looked at the Wanghailou Hotel across the road in a daze for a long time before he got up and went to the bar to pay.

Zhu Tong figured out that the money he earned in the past few years, which the old liar said he had lost, was actually transferred here and transformed into Mr. Jin, a foreign businessman.

He should have understood earlier that with the skills of the old liar, which gambling boat can win his money? The tricks in the rivers and lakes are child's play in front of him. The old liar is used to pretending to be stupid. He is probably using a few gambling boats that are active along the coast.

The boat was rinsed.

He can let go of the pretty widow, but he can't let go of his only daughter, Zhu Mei.

The old liar is the old liar, and it turns out that he also deceived himself.

However, Zhu Tong now is not the little liar he was a few years ago.

In the afternoon, Zhu Tong wandered around the town and asked about everything here.

Six years is not a long time, and you can meet old acquaintances everywhere in the town; some of the young men who have just grown up have yellow hair, and none of his former classmates recognized Zhu Tong.

At around four o'clock, the little liar came to Wanghai Real Estate Development Company.

This is a gorgeous villa, with a white European-style main building, nestled against the mountains and the sea, surrounded by green trees. There is a BMW 325 and an Audi A8 on the parking lot.

In front is a golden beach and an endless blue sea. Between the beach and the clear seaside road is a wide strip of green grass and vegetation, as well as trees and flowers carefully decorated by gardeners.

Six years ago, it was a different scene. The coast was desolate, far away from the city. Crops were grown in the fields, mostly peanuts and corn. There were also short, simple houses of local people scattered here and there.

Zhu Tong walked into the front hall and said to the pretty lady at the front desk: "If I want to see your boss, just say my surname is Zhu."

Within two minutes, the lady trotted back and led Zhu Tong into a reception room.

There is a light-colored beige sofa with a dark brown coffee table. There are several pots of flowers and trees in the corner. The color of the long curtain is slightly heavier than the wooden floor; a calligraphy is hung on the north wall, with thick and thick strokes.

The old liar doesn't have such taste, and there aren't many people in the small town who can arrange it.

"Zhu Tong, you are finally back." The door opened, and Zhu Tong looked back from the floor-to-ceiling window. He was shocked. His face turned red and white, and changed several colors in an instant.
Chapter completed!