He secretly changed his character

The box is high-end and classy, ​​with a black velvet lining inside. The matte textured five-piece set is pleasing to the eye.

"I always thought gold was tacky. But this one you bought looks pretty good."

"The Heritage Series, each piece costs tens of thousands."

"Why not give me emerald?"

"That depends on who you're giving the gift to. For an old rural lady, of course, it's best to give her something vulgar. We're not Master Fei, so we should show off our wealth in a simple and crude way, not in a secret way."

Lu Zichu turned the car onto the elevated bridge of the South Third Ring Road.

There are a total of six districts under Longcheng. Recently, it has expanded greatly to the east and south. The Jinshui River is like a natural dividing line, dividing the several districts clearly. Even the degree of prosperity varies.

Lu Zichu and Fei Mingze usually live in the West District and seldom come to the South District.

The southern area is dominated by an artificial lake called Longzi Lake, which is connected to the Jinshui River. It is surrounded by many private manors and entertainment clubs, and even villa communities are scattered around.

The South District was originally one of the city's newest commercial districts, and its prosperity made the older financial centers envious. But once you pass Longzi Lake, it's a completely different scene.

It is the junction of urban and rural areas, and also the gathering place of the urban poor. Lu Zichu remembered that Jiang Tunan's family used to live in a village in the city.

With the construction of Longzi Lake, the surrounding plots of land have also become more expensive. In addition, Longcheng has introduced policies to eliminate urban villages and clean up dirty and messy areas. The old city and urban villages are the top priorities for urgent transformation. The value of the land has doubled along the way, and the land has become more expensive.

Every time an urban village is renovated, hundreds of multi-millionaires emerge like mushrooms after a rain, making others extremely jealous.

So the residents of the urban villages who heard the demolition rumors also had other ideas and started to act smart, investing hundreds of thousands or millions of yuan - most of which were borrowed money, hoping to make a fortune overnight with a small investment.

They began to raise the height of their self-built houses layer by layer with bricks, and the balconies were sealed with colored steel plates. However, in this way, the foundation could not bear the weight at all, and they did not dare to live in such a house on weekdays.

Or they would tear it down and rebuild it, with six or seven floors at a time, and the entire yard would be built into a house, leaving no room for footing. After it was built, doors and windows were not installed, walls were not painted, and the ground was not hardened. It was worse than a rough-finished house, and the whole thing was a half-finished product.

It is not for living at all, but just for waiting for compensation for demolition. It is a scam of the developer.

And those people have already begun to regard themselves as multi-millionaires on a daily basis - they take out loans to buy luxury cars, gamble, and a wave of pig-killing scams have also emerged, slaughtering a lot of pigs - without any concern that there is a "quasi" in front of "multi-millionaire", and this word "quasi" can kill with one blow.

Originally, after the public bidding, some developers did bid. But later, when they sent people to do the initial evaluation, the budget came out and it turned out that the demolition and resettlement fee alone would cost several billion yuan, which scared away a bunch of developers. So every time the bidding was held, it failed.

Lu Zichu turned the car into an intersection. On the north side of the intersection was an endless bustle. On the south side was a sea of ​​buildings that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Although it is early spring, it is no different from deep winter. On weekdays, there are still some small vendors around the streets, selling spicy hot pot, egg-filled pancakes, and candied haws. It can be lively for a while during the day. But at night, the bustle accumulated during the day is immediately defeated by the cold.

Fei Mingze asked, "Should I go with you?"

Lu Zichu felt that he was asking knowingly. When had he been absent before? So he said calmly, "I told you not to go, so you didn't go?"

Fei Mingze stopped talking.

Three minutes later, the two of them passed by a street-side coffee shop. Behind it, the lights were bright and the neon lights were flashing. Walking two streets deeper, they could see the shadowy villas. Their noble and independent posture was clearly visible.

As the saying goes, small seclusion is in the wild, great seclusion is in the city. Developers are shrewd and naturally understand the pursuit of the rich. In such a land-scarce intersection of commercial streets and artificial lakes, how much money can office buildings and residential areas make? Or is the villa area more appealing to them?

As a result, all kinds of high-end gold-spending dens and other supporting facilities came into being. The best hotel here is Wangjiangnan. The best entertainment venue is No. 7 Mansion. Both places are the best places to find peace and quiet in the bustling city.

When parking the car, Fei Mingze suddenly said, "Come in. I'll be waiting for you at the cafe at the intersection."

Lu Zichu didn't know what Fei Mingze was up to by running away from the battlefield. "What's wrong? Are you still afraid of asking you to pay the bill?"

"This isn't your police station, what am I going to do there?"

"Didn't they all go last time?"

"You can't just go back and forth every time, right? Besides, there might be other people from the girl's family there, and the identities of the guests will be more complicated than last time. How are you going to introduce me to them?"

Lu Zichu answered casually, "Family members."

"Family members?" Fei Mingze chuckled subconsciously, his imagination running wild.

Lu Zichu had no doubts, "Brother, have you forgotten? Or did your family just say that casually?"

Fei Mingze's smile froze on his face, and he urged him again, "Okay, go by yourself. Let me rest for a while. I'm tired after working for several days."

Seeing that he was genuinely in a bad mood, Lu Zichu stopped forcing him and went away with his suspicion.

Come to the VIP lounge of Wangjiangnan.

The place was already full of joy. In addition to Jiang Anran and Lin Zhiyi, Xiao Yushu and Jiang Kuzhou, there was also a reserved woman sitting next to Jiang Kuzhou.

The others were a few middle-aged women, probably the girl's neighbors in the village, who were close to her on weekdays. They came to support the event as the girl's family.

When Lu Zichu walked in, several women called out Jiang Tunan's name. He had no choice but to wave his hand to explain himself.

Then the faces of several people looking at him became more gloomy. Lu Zichu sat next to Xiao Yushu, and on his other side was his cousin.

Lin Zhiyi is more eloquent and can read people's expressions than his biological father Lin Yu. He can have a pleasant conversation with Lu Zichu.

Lu Zichu lived with him for ten years in his previous life, but didn't have much feelings for him.

At that time, I was too introverted and sensitive. My heart was like an empty city. I didn’t want others to come in, and I didn’t want to go out either.

At that time, Lin Zhiyi was also an immature boy, and he was somewhat hostile towards him as an intruder.

This kind of hostility is not big, it's the kind where I take your toy and you punch me, or you grab the chicken leg during dinner.

It was childish behavior common among children at that time.

Looking back after that point in time, it’s really ridiculous.

The two chatted for ten minutes, but Jiang Tunan was still nowhere to be found.

Not only Lu Zichu was muttering in his heart, but Jiang Kuzhou and Jiang Anran also looked unhappy.

The two people made a phone call, but both shook their heads.

So Jiang Kuzhou had no choice but to have a banquet prepared and eat while waiting.

After eating for a while, Lu Zichu couldn't help feeling uneasy.

Di Renjie, [I also feel that something is unusual. ]

No matter how unreliable Jiang Tunan was, he wouldn't be so unreliable at a critical moment. He used the excuse of going to the bathroom and took out his cell phone to continue calling him.

Still no one answered.

Lu Zichu's heart began to beat wildly, and an ominous premonition gradually grew stronger.