Heavenly Master, I have a different world

Wenchang Building.

Fang Zheng stood in front of the building, raising his hands to cover his eyes and looking upward.

This is a building with a height of more than 260 meters. It stands in the bustling area of ​​Qu City. It can overlook Tianpan Mountain and even a line of sea view.

No matter how it is arranged, Wenchang Building is one of the landmark buildings in Qu City.

This building integrates entertainment, office, leisure and commerce, and there is a separate supporting park behind it.

The dozens-story building houses nearly half of the listed companies in Qu City.

He has not forgotten his plan. In addition to practicing martial arts and learning spells, he is to become a master of both worlds. With the jade and porcelain in his hands, he is already on the right track.

Nowadays, jade is only bought and resold, which arouses suspicion and is controlled by others, which also affects profits. In the future, we still want to build our own jade brand.

And porcelain...

The Wang family's formula for thunderous red porcelain has been acquired, and is being tried in another world. Once it is verified to be correct, it can be directly copied to modern society.

"Mr. Fang?"

Yang Yingxia walked closer and said hello cautiously:

"Did you call to see the office space?"

She couldn't help but feel suspicious, because the Mr. Fang in front of her was too young, and he came alone, which was completely different from the company bosses she had interacted with in the past.

It's not all because of age.

And temperament.

There are many rich second generation businessmen with similar temperaments, but Mr. Fang, who is wearing sportswear in front of him, does not look like a businessman.

More like an athlete.

The high-spirited spirit in his body could not be suppressed.

"yes."

Fang Zheng withdrew his gaze and looked at the visitor:

"Miss Yang?"

"it's me."

Yang Yingxia smiled. It didn't matter what his identity was, as long as he came to rent a house. Who said athletes couldn't set up commercial companies?

"Mr. Fang, please come inside."

She stretched out her hand and said in a crisp voice:

"The Wenchang Building was built in 2009 in the new federal calendar year, just over ten years ago. Here you can meet familiar companies and bosses from Qu City."

"It will be very convenient for doing business."

"We have the most professional team to protect the rights and interests of owners..."

"It is definitely a must to come in and swipe your card. The top floor is our sightseeing floor. You can overlook Qu City. Mr. Fang, do you want to go and have a look?"

"Yeah." Fang Zheng nodded:

"Let's take a look first."

Wenchang Building not only has a sightseeing floor, but also has areas dedicated to entertainment, leisure and even business negotiations.

Even though the economic situation is not very good now, the Wenchang Building is still crowded with people, and it can be seen that the businesses of various companies are very busy.

"How do you calculate the price?"

"The rent varies based on the floor." Seeing Fang Zheng's interest, Yang Yingxia was shocked:

"The average price is RMB 3.21 per day, the property fee is RMB 1.1, and the deposit is 2 to pay 1. Mr. Fang, our minimum rent here is one year."

"Taking an office area of ​​100 square meters as an example, the annual revenue is about 160,000."

"One hundred and sixty thousand?" Fang Zheng said:

"Are there any other fees?"

According to the market price, the rent in Wenchang Building is not cheap, and can even be considered a bit high, but it is nothing to him.

The annual fee is acceptable as long as it is within one million.

and,

It is impossible for him to rent only 100 square meters.

"This..." Yang Yingxia pursed her lips and said:

"There are also air-conditioning fees and miscellaneous fees. If it's 100 square meters, it's about a few thousand yuan a month. Of course, we turn on the air-conditioning here from eight to six. If you work overtime, you need to pay extra for the air-conditioning fee."

"Yeah." Fang Zheng said clearly:

"I won't work overtime, but the office area of ​​100 square meters is too small. What is the maximum area that can be rented out now?"

"Five hundred and thirty-six square meters." Yang Yingxia turned over the documents in his hand and said:

"On the forty-sixth floor."

"have a look."

Fang Zheng waved his hand.

Yang Yingxia opened her mouth. She wanted to say that the annual cost of an office area of ​​more than 500 square meters was nearly one million, and there was no need for this in a small company.

But seeing Fang Zheng already walking towards the elevator, she could only sigh helplessly.

"All right!"

Forty-sixth floor.

"Mr. Fang, the previous company here was in the tourism business, but because of poor management, the lease was not renewed." Yang Yingxia opened the glass door and said:

"Except for moving away the computer, the desks have been kept. If Mr. Fang doesn't mind, you can continue to use them as gifts from us."

"This is the manager's area. This room is the chairman's office area. It has more than 90 square meters. You can sleep and play games."

Um?

Are all the directors not working?

All right!

If I were the leader of the company, I would also be the boss.

Damn capitalists!

"Mr. Fang, although the decoration here is simple, it originally cost hundreds of thousands. It is definitely a bargain to rent it."

Even though she was not optimistic about it, she still enthusiastically recommended it.

"good."

Fangzheng turned around and felt very satisfied:

"That's it."

"Then let's go somewhere else..." Yang Yingxia opened her eyes:

"Mr. Fang, do you want to rent this place?"

"What?" Fang Zheng tilted his head:

"no?"

"Okay, of course." Yang Yingxia's body trembled with excitement. She didn't expect that a small phone call and a casual introduction could lead to such a big business.

It is usually not the turn of a small employee like her to handle customers who rent such a large area.

"Mr. Fang, let's go through the formalities."

"Um."

Fang Zheng nodded, and as soon as he stepped out the door, he was attracted by a roar.

"How do you do things!"

"More than thirty million!"

"More than 30 million yuan bought a factory that cannot be used, and the wages, five insurances and one housing fund for dozens of people are waiting to be paid every day."

The roaring man was wearing a suit and was dancing wildly with a document bag in his hand, almost hitting the other person on the head with the document bag.

The person being scolded was a tall woman with her head lowered and her long hair covering her cheeks, and she remained silent in response to the scolding.

There were many people in the office opposite, and they all looked up with different expressions, including sarcasm and ridicule.

"You don't know why you are able to reach this position at such a young age? Don't show off because of your connections."

The man in the suit looked gloomy and said angrily:

"The bill worth tens of millions has not been verified clearly. Who will be responsible if something goes wrong now?"

"Head." The woman whispered:

"I will be responsible."

"Are you responsible?" The man in the suit said with disdain.

"For tens of millions of losses, what are you responsible for?"

"Do you know that the entire department and even the entire company are responsible for the mistakes you made, and you are still responsible because of your shamelessness?"

"Just because you look good?"

"If it's a vase, it should just be a vase. Why are you trying so hard?"

The man's words were so rude that the woman could no longer control her inner grievance, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she even shed tears.

"cry?"

The man snorted coldly:

"If crying is useful, I can cry for three days and three nights."

"That's enough!" A plump woman came out of the office and frowned:

"Lao He, that's it. It's not like you haven't investigated this matter. The entire department is responsible for any mistakes."

"You can't blame Wen Lei alone."

"Hmph!" Lao He snorted coldly and threw the document in his hand at the woman's feet:

"You have to figure it out yourself!"

The woman's body trembled slightly, she bent down and slowly picked up the documents, wiped her face with her hands, and ran towards the bathroom with her head lowered.

"Mr. Fang."

Yang Yingxia's voice sounded:

"Let's go."

"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded, watched the woman's back disappear, and then followed Yang Yingxia towards the elevator.

"That girl is so pitiful." After entering the elevator, Yang Yingxia pursed her lips and said:

"She was scolded in front of so many people. I think the man in the suit just now was deliberately trying to embarrass her and made everyone cry."

"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded:

"It's really a bit much."

If you do something wrong, you should be punished, but what happened just now was obviously a deliberate humiliation in public, and the intention was actually a bit vicious.

There are many contracts.

The office area of ​​more than 500 square meters was rented out, and even attracted the building's general manager Le Zhi, with whom Fang Zheng exchanged business cards.

"Mr. Fang, welcome to Wenchang Building."

Le Zhi sent it to the door and said with a smile:

"In a month, it should be ready. I will have someone send some congratulatory gifts at that time."

"Manager Music, you're welcome." Fang Zheng waved his hand.

"Um."

Le Zheng touched his chin and looked back and forth at Fang Zheng:

"Mr. Fang, have we met before? I always feel familiar?"

"Really?" Fang Zheng's eyes moved slightly and he asked tentatively:

"Are you with Congressman Zhao?"

"Member Zhao." Le Zheng looked thoughtful, then his expression became a little strange, even a little reserved, and he took a step back with a dry smile:

"I remembered, it turned out to be Mr. Fang."

"We have met before."

There were not many businessmen with lives on their hands, and the most famous person in Qushi was obviously Fang Zheng, which also made him feel uneasy.

Will it be okay to introduce this evil star into the building?

"Ha..." Fang Zheng chuckled:

"See you later."

"See you."

Lezheng nodded and added in his heart that he hoped to never see her again.

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"Hello!"

Fang Zheng picked up the phone and said with a smile:

"Boss Wen, you're such a rare visitor, why did you think of calling me so late?"

"Where are you?" Wen Lei said in a dull voice:

"Come out and drink with me."

"Okay." Fang Zheng stretched his muscles and said:

"Where to go?"

"Pai Street." Wen Lei said:

"Heaven and earth."

?

This name is really thought-provoking.

Fang Zheng hung up the phone, called a car, and went straight to Pai Street.

In the bar.

Wen Lei was sitting in front of the bar in plain clothes, holding a large wine glass and filling her stomach with a rosy glow.

She is beautiful, has a good figure, and she is alone. Drinking like this seems to have something on her mind, which naturally attracts the attention of other men.

Several people approached quietly, looking for an opportunity.

"Are you worried?"

Fang Zheng stepped forward, pulled up a stool and sat down:

"If you drink like this, you'll vomit."

Several men next to him looked disdainful. This way of picking up a conversation was too old-fashioned, and the next step was to be chased away by the beauty.

The scene just now happened several times.

"You came."

Unexpectedly, the beauty had no intention of chasing him away. She waved for a glass of wine and pushed it in front of Fang Zheng:

"Drink with me!"

"I can't drink enough." Fang Zheng picked up the wine glass and took a sip:

"Let's go after this drink."

"Leave?" Wen Lei hummed:

"Where to go?"

"Hotel." Fang Zheng said with a smile:

"You probably don't know that I am a gold medal member of Feixing. I can get a 40% discount on accommodation."

Feixing is a five-star hotel chain, already considered the best in Qu City. It is not easy to get a gold medal membership in it.

"Ha..." Wen Lei sneered:

"man!"

"If you want to drink, go to the hotel and drink." Fang Zheng said:

"This is not a place to drink."

Wen Lei raised her head, glanced at the greedy eyes of everyone nearby, sighed helplessly, and put down the wine glass in her hand.

"Let's go!"

When we came to the street, the cold wind blew, and our dazed spirits were shaken.

Wen Lei swept her hair on her temples, her eyes confused:

"You don't have anything to ask?"

"..." Fang Zheng pursed his lips:

"I went to Wenchang Building to do some personal business today."

"Huh?" Wen Lei suddenly turned her head, her eyes showing surprise:

"Were you there?"

"What a coincidence." Fang Zheng nodded.

"Ah!" Wen Lei covered her face with her hands:

"It's really embarrassing."

"It's okay." Fang Zheng smiled and said:

"It was the same thing when I was made to stand by the teacher."

"It's different." Wen Lei shook her head:

"We're all adults now."

"Both of you."

While they were talking, a person blocked their way:

"Excuse me, are you a couple?"

The person who came was wearing a neat suit and was quite handsome, but he was a bit short and there seemed to be an evil look in his eyes.

He held the microphone and said to Fang Zheng:

"It's really enviable for a handsome guy to have such a beautiful girlfriend."

"No." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"She's not my girlfriend."

"oh!"

The man looked surprised and looked at the two people again.

Wen Lei drank and her body was swaying, so she held Fang Zheng's arm and tilted her body, so that her chest was close to Fang Zheng's arm.

They are traveling together like this, but they are not a couple?

The man's thoughts changed rapidly, and an imperceptible sinister smile appeared on his face. He then moved the microphone and pointed it at the drunken Wen Lei:

"Beauty, is this handsome guy telling the truth?"

"yes."

Wen Lei nodded, straightened her messy hair, and said:

"It's okay, please let me go."

"Don't be impatient yet." The man took a step back, still blocking the way of the two of them, and said with a smile:

"We are doing a street game, and these two happen to be lucky customers. If they can kiss here, I can give you a thousand yuan."

"A thousand dollars!"

He took out a small wad of bills from his pocket and said:

"Just touch your lips and this thousand dollars will be yours."

"Sorry." Fang Zheng frowned:

"I'm not interested in your little games."

"Don't worry." The man took a step back again and took out a few wads of bills from his pocket:

"Five thousand dollars, how about a kiss for five thousand dollars?"

"Handsome guy, the beautiful woman didn't even say no. You are a grown man and can't suffer the consequences. You can't be fooled. Why are you embarrassed?"

"Isn't that beautiful?"

Wen Lei raised her eyebrows and looked at Fang Zheng with interest.

She really has a crush on Fang Zheng, and kissing is nothing. She really doesn't have much thought of rejecting him, after all, it's only 5,000 yuan.

She is in urgent need of money now.

But compared to the five thousand yuan, she was more curious about Fang Zheng's choice.

"Feel sorry."

Fang Fang’s expression darkened slightly:

"I'm not interested, please let me go."

"Hey!" The man looked regretful, rolled his eyes, and looked at Wen Lei, who was leaning on Fang Zheng:

"Beauty, I'll give you 10,000 yuan. Can you kiss me in front of this handsome guy? If you kiss me on the cheek, I'll give you the money."

As he spoke, he took out a brand new banknote of 10,000 yuan.

I have to say that putting 10,000 yuan in cash in front of me was really intimidating, and even Wen Lei's heart trembled slightly.

But then his eyes flashed with anger.

"What do you mean!"

"I don't mean anything!" The man looked dumbfounded:

"Just playing a harmless little game."

His face was pure and his eyes were innocent, but Wen Lei could tell that the man was very skilled in handling her question, almost subconsciously.

That is to say.

This man has used this trick on many people, it's so shameless.

"Are you recording?" Fang Zheng also felt gloomy and turned his eyes to look at several figures not far away.

In the dark, the few people gathered together looked like passers-by chatting. If you didn't look carefully, it would be hard to tell that they were secretly recording.

Wen Lei's expression also changed drastically:

"Who asked you to record it?"

"Beauty, don't get excited." The man waved to a few people not far away and said with a smile:

"It's just for the effect of the show. After all, if we knew about it in advance, the expressions of the two of us would be unnatural. I hope you can understand this."

"Delete the thing." Fang Zheng was a little impatient:

"Video without permission, you are looking for trouble!"

"Don't bother me!"

The man holding the camera had his hair dyed yellow and green, necklaces hung from his ears, and even his nose was spiked.

He shrugged and said:

"We don't mean any harm. You two are very photogenic. If you post it on the Internet, it will definitely become popular. When the time comes, you can also start a live broadcast to make money."

"Um……"

"How about this!"

He gestured with his forehead:

"The 10,000 yuan in my friend's hand will be used to buy the video copyright of the two of you. If handsome guy really doesn't want to be videotaped, I can mosaic it for you."

"Beauty, do you think it's okay?"

Compared with Fangzheng, they are more interested in the drunken beauty shown by Chinese Wenlei in the video, which can easily arouse people's desire.

"yes."

A girl in the field was holding a lollipop and said:

"Handsome guy, you are so reluctant to be photographed. Could it be that you have done something shady, so you don't want to be exposed?"

"yes."

Fang Zheng didn't bother to explain to the others, so he stretched out his big hand and grabbed the camera in Huang Mao's hand.

"oops!"

Huang Mao deliberately looked surprised, shook his body, and immediately dropped the camera in his hand towards the ground.

"Crack!"

With just a 'click' sound, the camera was shattered on the ground, especially at the lens position, where the cracks were extremely obvious.

"You destroyed my camera!"

Huang Mao opened his eyes and raised his hand towards Fang Zheng:

"My camera and the cameras cost more than 100,000 yuan in total. You are looking for a fucking beating..."

"Peng!"

There was a muffled sound.

Huang Mao's body bowed, and he flew backwards like a spring, dragging on the ground for several meters before barely stopping due to friction.

To the naked eye, the hands and feet dragging on the ground were already bloody.

"ah!"

It was only then that Wen Lei screamed and looked at Fang Zheng hurriedly:

"Are you OK?"

"It's okay." Fang said with a gloomy expression.

"Even this little gangster dares to bully me."

As he spoke, he stepped forward.

"What are you doing?" The scene just now was too terrifying. Fang Zheng just raised his foot, and Huang Mao's life and death were unknown, which also made other people feel frightened.

Especially the hot girl, screaming:

"There are people from the Sheriff's Department over there!"

"Um?"

Fang Zheng stopped and looked sideways.

But I saw two people in uniforms of the Public Security Department running towards me in a hurry, and one of them even shouted:

"do not move!"

"Don't even move."

"Uncle police officer." The hot girl became brave, stretched out her hand and pointed squarely, and said hurriedly:

"This man broke our shooting equipment and knocked Brother Qiang unconscious. He is a dangerous person. Catch him quickly!"

Officer Lin rushed forward and his expression froze when he saw that it was Fang Zheng.

This man is indeed a dangerous person, but why are you provoking him?