"No loan, full payment at one time."

After graduating from undergraduate, Li Bai never used his father and mother's money again.

Even when he was in the master's degree, he was able to do odd jobs with his tutor and earn some living expenses.

After all, it is a clinical intern who has mastered hypnosis. There is no problem with making a living. It will be even more comfortable to take on small jobs by using the title of tutor and contacts. If this kind of job is not common, otherwise, the 9-to-5 check-in at work will be meaningless.

"Full payment? What house did you buy? The town? Small property rights? Not large in area?"

No matter what the conditions are, "full payment" alone is enough to pretend to be a big shot, and Li Feng immediately made many guesses in his heart.

In small towns in the seventh and eighth tier cities, there are only small property rights houses in the thirty or forty square meters, and you can still buy them for tens of thousands of yuan.

Rather than buying it, it is better to say it is renting. Small property rights are just good. In fact, there is a nonsense property rights. If you encounter demolition, you will not have any penny compensation and will directly demolish it, and you will not even win the lawsuit, and you will not even have any place to make sense.

"First-tier city center, school district housing, more than 300 square meters, two floors!"

Li Bai really doesn’t want to show off. He was forced, so why bother hurting each other!

"Wait, first-tier city center, school district housing, more than 300 houses, two houses? No, two floors, what house is this? How much does it cost?"

The more Li Feng savored, the more he felt something was wrong.

Where can I get a house on the floor? You are not a villa!

These keywords are already scary when they add up, okay?

"I bought two floors of a large flat floor with one elevator and one household, more than 20,000 yuan a floor. I bought two floors one after another, just upstairs and downstairs."

After Li Bai's voice fell, the tent was silent.

Luxury RVs are not as powerful as large flat-rise luxury houses, and there are two floors?

Damn! What is that villa?

Countryside farmer house?

This chain of contempt is completely logically self-consistent.

In any case, the villa is not as quiet as the large flat floor, which is more suitable for daily life. You have to drive to buy vegetables. How can you compare to turning left and turning two hundred meters is not a vegetable market, and you can just take a vegetable basket and get there.

As for the big villa in the city center, what are the ingredients of your house?

The boss of the military division?

The car will depreciate, and it will become less valuable over time. In the end, it will become a pile of scrap iron, and even the scrap iron will cost extra money.

But real estate like a house is the opposite. It not only preserves its value, but also increases its value. If you are lucky, it is not impossible to double it in the future.

Li Feng suddenly thought, is this a pitfall?

This must be a pitfall!

"You still drive Santana 2000?"

Li Feng felt sour, it must have been a hole he dug on purpose.

Is it not intentional to make trouble if I can afford such a house and still open Santana on weekdays?

"There is also a Mercedes-Benz amg-gt63-s, which was given by a friend."

Except for buying two RVs, Li Bai never bought any other cars.

Li Feng felt that his teeth were hurting even more. Just listening to this amg or something, he felt that the Mercedes-Benz was not easy to mess with, and it would not be of lower grade than BMW or other BMWs.

OK, OK, stop talking, if you continue talking, you will have no friends.

Except for Li Bai and Li Feng who were fighting each other, the other doctors who lived in the same tent rolled their eyes. You two are so enough!!!

I accidentally talked about the scene of a car accident. Will I die if I don’t show off?

"Damn it, what can you afford to talk about in the rich second generation!"

Li Feng felt that his young mind was ruthlessly hurt by the psychiatrist in front of him.

"My father is the director of the Public Security Bureau."

Li Bai said that he was not a rich second generation. Except for his family being relatively wealthy, the old man was poor for three generations and was a poor boy who married a rich and beautiful girl. He should, perhaps, he would probably become the winner in life, but now he is a poor man who continues to eat soil in the poor and poor areas of the old, young and poor areas, and the rich woman is still as beautiful as a flower in the developed capitalist world.

The big devil accidentally dug a hole for the old man thousands of miles away.

The Commission for Discipline Inspection does not check on Lao Li once a year, and it is probably uncomfortable.

Being a child’s cheating father is probably natural.

Li Feng: I remember you by the labor and capital.

When the medical team was in a mess, a large group of uninvited guests suddenly came outside the temporary camp where the Chinese peacekeeping force took over the Somali government army infantry battalion, each carrying guns and cannons, fully armed, and even several helicopters landed one after another.

The Chinese did not act rashly, but mobilized several infantry fighting vehicles and a company of troops to consolidate fortifications on the outer edge of the military camp and be careful to be on guard.

However, these uninvited guests did not intend to attack, and they did not even expand their combat posture. They stacked supplies and set up tents on their own, which meant to open a second camp beside them.

Their personal outfits are also varied, and it seems that there is more than one organization, but they are temporarily pieced together.

From this point of view, the possibility of a sudden attack is very slim, but the identity is very suspicious.

The Somali government forces do not have such excellent equipment, otherwise the entire country would not have many warlords and separatist forces. They would also have to ask the Chinese peacekeeping forces to station near the capital Mogadishu to deter those unstable elements.

While the Chinese peacekeepers remained highly alert, these "neighbors" who refused to report sent representatives to ask for their visit.

"Captain Cui, I have long admired Daming. I am Wilson Brown and Willy Churchill. I am from the Churchill family. I am formerly major of the Royal Marine Corps of the British Empire. I am now the chairman of the British Empire Wilson Security Co., Ltd., representing colleagues in the industry and have something to discuss with you."

The old white man in military uniform had almost white hair, and a pair of toad sunglasses on the brim of the camouflage tactical baseball cap. He looked very energetic, spoke strongly, and had a bright and radiant person who was completely inconsistent with his age. He looked more like a young man in his twenties or thirties.

This is a former military-to-civilian soldier with an extraordinary origin.

The Royal Marine Corps was formerly the Red Devil Paratrooper Commando during World War II. It is now one of the top ten special forces in the world (China is not on this list, and those who are good at fighting have no great achievements). With such an identity, they have the shadow of the Royal Army. After all, they are familiar with each other and they are still their own people even if they retire.

"Hello, Chairman Wilson, are you representing those armed personnel outside?"

Captain Cui could roughly guess some of the other party’s purpose, but he needed the chairman’s personal admission.

Although people are in panic when they see the bloody storm and the bloody storm in Somalia, the monsters "Storm Nightmare" are cruel and terrifying, they are a piece of "big fat" that is enough to attract the attention of many forces.

"Yes, they recommended me and as representatives we have negotiated with you, our purpose is consistent."

Wilson, the former British Royal Marine Major who took the initiative to join the Chinese peacekeeping force, had no intention of going around in circles. He was just as straightforward as before and directly explained his purpose.

"Purpose?"

Captain Cui heard it and the answer was about to come out.

"We can assist you in destroying those monsters, maintaining peace in Somalia, and protecting civilians from threats."

Wilson's reason is high-sounding, as if he is devoted to the peace and stability in the Somalia region and has contributed his own strength.

But everyone knows that the so-called security company is just a skinny to put it bluntly. In fact, there is no difference between those mercenary teams who make money. The money earns is just a bit more professional in architecture.

"hehe!"

Captain Cui smiled but said nothing.

He is not those young people who are not scheming. He can make himself feel heartless without reservation by saying a few so-called "full sincerity".

"Mr. Leader, what do you mean?"

Wilson was a little confused about the actual thoughts of the military commander of the Chinese peacekeeping force.

Chinese people are best at this. They are all about nine twists and turns, and they can make people dizzy when they go around.

"Please wait, come and invite Dr. Li Bai from the medical team."

Captain Cui thought about it and found a professional.

Outside the regiment headquarters' tent, the orderly soldiers walked away quickly with mud footsteps.

"Doctor Li Bai?"

Unexpectedly, Li Bai's name is quite well-known, and even the chairman of the British Wilson Security Co., Ltd. has been heard of.

"You know each other?"

Captain Cui was a little surprised. It seemed that the existence of the tavern was of extraordinary significance. It became Li Bai's famous platform in the Somalia region. You should know that on weekdays, this young doctor did not leave the door and did not step into the door, and rarely left his or her sight.

It is really an anomaly to be able to make a big reputation.

"To be precise, I know him, but he may not necessarily know me."

Wilson Brown Willy Churchill smiled. It seemed that the leader of the group wanted to find an intermediary, and there was a buffer between the two sides to speak better, while Dr. Li Bai was the most suitable one.

Although he thought so, Manager Li, who is good at hand-shaking management, may not think so.

The big iron oil barrel on his hand was knocked over and was called over by someone. Dr. Li Bai was quite impatient.

"Who is brain-related?"

The three sentences are inseparable from the original practice. This sentence is true and so real that it makes people unable to answer the conversation.

If someone else said this, it was deliberately looking for trouble, but Li Bai said it, but he was dedicated. Whoever argued with him would be a fool.

"Well, no one is sick, Xiao Li, I want you to meet this Mr. Wilson."

Captain Cui can understand Luan Zhengwei's difficulties at this moment.

"Wilson?"

Li Bai turned his gaze and looked at the old white man. The hair exposed under the baseball hat was already snow-white.

When looking at white people, it is usually not easy for yellow people to distinguish their approximate age.

"Hello, Dr. Li Bai! I have long admired my name!"

When the other party said this, he was even more sincere than before.

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Chapter completed!