Fang Cheng has quite a lot of money now.
The pieces of Antique entrusted to Xu Sanduo for sale have successfully found buyers.
After deducting the commission, 1.75 million was paid to the bank card exactly.
The day before yesterday, he also asked Xiao Sa to send a message to Chen Chen, informing the other party that he was ready to pay the final payment for the mission.
As long as Chen Chen is not blinded by lard, he dares to play any tricks on this matter.
A week later, 10 million in cash can be obtained smoothly.
With so much money, it is impossible to leave it at home to get moldy.
It must be spent as soon as possible and converted into safer assets.
As for how to explain the source of the money to her mother, Fang Cheng has already thought of her words.
When the time comes, ask Xu Sanduo to help forge a transaction certificate, and say that you are lucky and missed a priceless Antique.
It was originally planned to be sent to auction, but a mysterious big boss took notice of it and insisted on buying it, so it was sold for a sky-high price.
Anyway, my mother didn't understand the art of antique calligraphy and painting, so she could easily get fooled.
Speaking of which, the painting "Pine and Crane Longevity Painting" I just gave to my grandpa was taken from Xu Sanduo.
When I went to his shop yesterday to wander around, Fang Cheng planned to spend more than 100,000 yuan to buy the famous paintings in the photo and give them to my grandpa as a housewarming gift.
But Xu Sanduo refused to accept the money. Unless he was a follower of the younger generation, he should be the one to give it away.
Grandpa's voice is more affectionate than anyone else's.
He also Ippon solemnly took out the account book and said that this store already owned Fang Cheng 30% of the shares.
According to previous agreements, the dividends for the first quarter of this year will be settled soon.
If he hadn't mentioned this, Fang Cheng would have almost forgotten it.
After taking action to drive away the two Black Sect Lama, I was faced with Xu Sanduo's eagerness to hug him.
Fang Cheng neither agreed immediately nor refused outright.
I just wanted to have more informants to help me find out information, but I really didn't covet the other party's property.
Now that he is taking things so seriously, it makes Fang Cheng a little embarrassed.
After several refusals, it was hard to reject the warm hospitality.
In the end, Fang Cheng made his attitude clear.
Xu Sanduo It's okay if you want to rely on yourself, but doing business must be done in a business-like manner.
Therefore, the commission for the entrusted sale of those pieces of Antique must be deducted in full without any ambiguity.
Xu Sanduo After hearing this, he seemed to have taken a reassurance, and he quickly nodded in agreement.
Fang Cheng calmly accepted the painting and took away the money entrusted to sell Antique.
As for shares and dividends, they are also not rejected.
To put it bluntly, if you don't accept this money, others won't feel at ease, so how can they serve you all the time?
If a superior wants to control his subordinates, it is not enough to rely solely on emotional control and forceful suppression.
A clear bundle of interests is the solid link to maintain a long-term relationship.
As thoughts flow.
Fang Cheng is cooking vegetables skillfully while taking stock of the assets he currently owns.
Haitian Garden A house worth 2.4 million.
There is a deposit of 1.92 million in the bank account.
Xu Sanduo Antique Shop's first quarter dividend is estimated to be over 8 million.
Coupled with the 10 million mission balance from Chen Chen, the total assets are about 23 million.
This financial resources should be enough to buy a small villa in Eastern Capital and Jiangnan District.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng looked at his mother beside him and said:
"Mom, if I get rich like my uncle, I will also buy you a villa and let you move in and become a rich wife."
"What villa?"
Li Biyun was handling a live fish by the water tank. Hearing this, he said without looking back:
"What's good about living alone in a big house like that? It's empty."
"When you go to work during the day, I'm the only one in the house with no one to talk to. When you go to bed at night, you can't even hear a sound. I'm not used to living here."
Fang Cheng couldn't help but persuade:
"Mom, now that our family is rich, we can't still live in Old Factory Street's Sleeve Building, right?"
"If you really make a lot of money, save it and use it as a wife's book. In the future, you will marry a beautiful wife and have more children."
Li Biyun disemboweled the scaled fish, rinsed it clean, and said with a slight complaint:
"Mom, I can consider moving there when the time comes and help you take care of your children. That way you won't be lonely."
Fang Cheng Originally wanted to persuade her a few more words, but was blocked by her mother's words and was speechless for a moment.
Seeing his son's choked look, Li Biyun smiled, and his tone became Slow Down:
"Actually, living in Old Factory Street is pretty good, I'm used to it."
"The neighbors look up and look down. When they are usually bored, they can still talk to you Auntie He and Aunt Li to chat and play cards. If you suddenly don't see them one day, you will really feel a little empty."
Fang Cheng's heart moved slightly.
Now that my mother is content with the life of Old Factory Street, maybe I can change my mind.
For example, if you buy that building Sleeve Building, just let her be a tenant.
This not only solves the problem of improving housing, but also gives her something to do without having to go out and work hard.
Since the bizarre Murder Case happened before the Chinese New Year and the building was closed down by the police for several days, many tenants in the building have moved out.
The landlord rarely lowered the rent for this reason, but it still failed to reverse the decline. The whole building was much deserted than before.
If you can buy the entire building, you can open up several adjacent small units on the top floor, renovate and expand it, and turn it into a large flat floor with a wide view.
Even though Sleeve Building is old and small, it is definitely not worth tens of millions.
What is valuable is not the house, but the land.
Old Factory Street is located in Jiangbei Old Town. Although the surrounding infrastructure is old, schools, hospitals, markets, and supermarkets are all available. It can be said to be a core location.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many migrant workers and lower-class families choosing to settle here, and it wouldn't attract the covetous attention of gang members who compete for territory.
Of course, due to a series of recent events, Three Wolves Gang and Red Tiger Gang failed one after another.
Nowadays, no Gang dares to interfere in the North Point area.
Except for some idle gangsters, no one dares to collect protection fees here, so the public security has improved a lot.
If it is demolished in the future, it would be easy to double or triple the compensation for this land.
Buying this building not only solves immediate life problems, but also becomes a long-term investment with huge returns.
And now is the perfect opportunity to get it.
After a few years, as the impact of Murder Case gradually fades, housing prices will inevitably continue to rise.
By then, even if you are willing to pay more, the landlord will never sell it easily as long as he is not stupid.
Having made up his mind, Fang Cheng already had some calculations in his mind.
I just estimated the money I have on hand now and took reference to the average price of houses around me.
If you want to buy this entire building, you obviously don't have enough strength.
"It's okay..."
Fang Cheng secret channel.
At worst, if you accept a few more "Assassin business" orders, you will be able to save enough money soon.
Just finished frying a plate of "Stir-Fried Chicken with Bean Paste", turn the spoon to turn off the heat.
Suddenly, Fang Cheng's mind suddenly moved.
It was as if there was an invisible thread, being gently plucked in a distant place, Traction stroking his consciousness.
Then, a clear ripple appeared in the depths of my mind.
Someone is calling me?
Fang Cheng thought slightly, then put the freshly fried vegetables on the plate as if nothing had happened, and said to his mother:
"Mom, I have an urgent need to urinate. I need to go to the bathroom. You should look at the fire first."
"Go quickly."
Li Biyun wiped his hands, took the spatula, and quickly prepared the next dish without any suspicion.
Fang Cheng walked out of the kitchen carrying the dishes, put them on the dining table, and said hello to his grandfather and uncle who were watching TV.
Then, he passed through Living Room, came to a quiet room in Second Floor that was not used by anyone, and gently closed the door.
He leaned against the window, his consciousness sinking into the depths of his mind, extending along the invisible Mental Link.
Then, he responded in a deep voice:
"Xu Hao, what's the matter?"
"Boss, something happened! It's urgent!"
Xu Hao's anxious voice came immediately through Mental Link.
Fang Cheng heard this and his eyes condensed.
The next moment, the scene over Xu Hao appeared in his field of vision simultaneously.
It was an office with clear windows, well-organized layout, and a solemn atmosphere.
The walls are a cold gray-white color, and the bookcases on one side are filled with files and folders.
There are several group photos posted on the wall that appear to be from Official Authorities activities, and a personal photo is placed in the most conspicuous position.
The man with a Chinese character face in the photo frame is wearing a black uniform with a badge, his eyes are sharp and he is not angry or intimidating.
It's none other than old acquaintance Gao Jin.
Xu Hao is currently sitting on a chair for entertaining guests.
On the desk opposite, there is a gold-plated trophy with the words "Champion of the 23rd Police Firearms Shooting Competition" engraved on the base.
Fang Cheng's eyes flashed slightly, he immediately made a judgment, and then said:
"Is it someone from Special Search Team who wants to question you?"
"Ah? Boss, you are really clever, do you know this?"
Xu Hao was surprised for a second, and before Fang Cheng responded, he took the initiative to explain like a bamboo tube Douzi:
"It's like this. Early this morning, my mother called me and asked me to come home. She said that an old classmate from elementary school was looking for me."
"I was still wondering who could be so mysterious after not contacting him for so many years."
"As soon as I got home, I saw Special Search Team and Affairs Officer named Zhou Liang, sitting on my sofa drinking tea and waiting for me!"
Xu Hao's thoughts are filled with resentment.
"Damn it, these grandsons, he was the one who knocked me out and took me away last time and interrogated me for a long time."
"Now I'm playing this trick again, using my mother as an excuse to force me to confess about "Smiling Devil"."
After scolding a few words, Xu Hao's voice became helpless:
"In order not to alarm my mother, I had no choice but to be obedient and follow him."
"Smiling Devil..."
Fang Cheng paused after hearing this, and responded with a calm voice:
"Didn't I tell you last time?"
"If they ask about this matter, you can list the cases committed by Cheng Jiashu at the Noah meeting, repeat them with added embarrassment, and then tell them that this person is the traitor Noah Organization is chasing, and he also has a code name of "White Owl"."
"Yes, I told you everything!"
Xu Hao's voice was very aggrieved:
"But it was as if they had taken the wrong medicine. They actually believed that I had an ulterior relationship with that murderer..."
Just as he was talking, the office door was pushed open with a "squeak".
A thin young man walked in with a cup of coffee in his hand, it was Level 2 Affairs Officer Zhou Liang.
Behind him was a strong man wearing a black Elasticity shirt, with muscles in his two arms.
At first glance, he doesn't look like a good person, but he is Zhou Liang's colleague, A Li.
"Hey, have you thought about it?"
Zhou Liang put the steaming coffee on the table and asked slowly:
"What is your relationship with Cheng Jiashu, also known as White Owl? Have you had any contact recently?"
"Why are you in such a daze? I'm asking you a question! Don't play tricks with me!"
A Li took a step forward, clasping his hands together, making a crackling sound of his joints, and glared at Xu Hao fiercely.
Xu Hao raised his eyelids and leaned lazily on the back of the chair:
"Didn't I say that? Let me think about it and recall it quietly by myself."
"Do you have Alzheimer's disease? Does it take you so long to remember something?"
A Li shouted impatiently.
"I just remembered something, but it was silenced by your voice."
Xu Hao clasped his hands in front of his chest, as if he were a dead pig and was not afraid of boiling water:
"If you keep buzzing in my ears like a fly, I'm afraid I won't be able to remember anything at all."
"You're a coward, aren't you?"
A Li raised his brows and grabbed Xu Hao by the collar, trying to lift him up from the chair.
"A Li, that's it."
Zhou Liang reached out to stop his colleague in time, and turned to look at Xu Hao. The original faint smile on his face disappeared:
"Haozi, we people don't talk secretly. If you don't explain clearly about your secret relationship with Cheng Jiashu today, don't even think about walking out from here."
"Think about your mother. You don't want her to be frightened at home and unable to sleep all night, right?"
Xu Hao Hearing this, the rogue expression on his face instantly solidified.
He glared at Zhou Liang with a flash of anger in his eyes, but in the end he forced himself to endure it.
Then, he took a deep breath, calmed down, and sent an emergency call to Fang Cheng through Mental Link again:
"Boss, how should I reply to them?"
"These guys are bastards who are trying to make a living - they are so determined that they are suspected of betraying Police Force unless they see me and White Owl colluding secretly with their own eyes."
"Damn it, when did I see White Owl? If I can't clean up this suspicion, I'm afraid they won't let me go Special Search Team Headquarters."
"Boss, what should I do?"
Fang Cheng pondered for a moment in consciousness, and then gave the order:
"Keep acting arrogant."
"Ah?"
Xu Hao subconsciously opened his mouth wide and blurted out a exclamation.
"Huh?"
Zhou Liang and A Li cast doubtful eyes on him at the same time.
Xu Hao His heart skipped a beat, he quickly covered his mouth, coughed violently, and pretended to be choked by his own saliva.
Fang Cheng's voice continued, calm and clear:
"Tell them to ask their commander Gao Jin to come over in person. You can only tell this kind of secret to one person."
At the same time, Zhou Liang leaned on the edge of the table, crossed his arms across his chest, and watched Xu Hao's performance coldly:
"Are you feeling uncomfortable in your throat? Do you want me to call a doctor for you?"
"Or, if you cooperate with us now and explain the matter clearly, I will give you this cup of coffee to soothe your throat."
As he spoke, he pushed the still steaming coffee forward.
A Li saw that Xu Hao was still silent and stared:
"Pretending to be dead, right? OK, let me see how long you can keep pretending? We two brothers will spend the day with you today."
At this moment, Xu Hao, who had been drooping his head, suddenly raised his head.
He looked directly at Zhou Liang and said word by word:
"I want to see Commander Gao Jin."
"What?"
Zhou Liang and A Li looked at each other, both a little surprised.
Xu Hao changed to a more comfortable position, crossed his legs, and said in an almost provocative tone:
"There are some things that are not for your level to hear."
"I told you, you can't make the decision. You have to report it to the next level. It's so troublesome. Just call someone who can make the decision."
"Damn, who the hell do you think you are?"
A Li was instantly irritated, clenching his fists and about to rush forward:
"You still dare to show off to us, Chief Gao, you can see it whenever you want? I have to show you today, so that you can remember your identity and who is your immediate boss!"
"A Li!"
Zhou Liang grabbed him again.
But this time, his eyes became extremely sharp, staring at Xu Hao, as if he was assessing the value of a piece of goods.
After a moment, Zhou Liang nodded slowly:
"Okay, we will notify Chief Gao, but if you dare to play tricks, we Special Search Team have unique methods to target traitors. When the time comes, it will not be as simple as reasoning with you..."