After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

Block 16 is a famous bar street in Nanyang, with all kinds of people mixing together and all kinds of fights happening all the time.

During the day, this place is as quiet as an empty town, but when you cross the street, you will see a different scene. There are bars on the east end and various literary check-in shops and cafes on the west end.

Wen Jin found a shop and went in, then ordered a cup of coffee at the window seat.

He lazily leaned on the table and fiddled with his phone.

"Have you read the gossip? Shen Xunzhou went to Nanyang University to look for Wen Jin last night."

"Oh my god, it was said that he almost beat someone up because of Wen Jin."

"Doesn't he dislike Wen Jin? Why is he doing this?"

"Who knows? Even if he doesn't like it, he is still someone he knows. Maybe Wen Jin is being bullied, so it makes sense for him to help."

"Who is Mr. Shen? Why would he dirty his hands when it has nothing to do with him?"

"Is there a video?"

"There were some yesterday, but they were all deleted today, and other people's Moments were also deleted."

"Only the Shen family can be so awesome!"

Wen Jin had his back to the others, holding the coffee cup and drinking it slowly.

"Mr. Zhou spent 10 million at an auction last night to buy a birthday picture for his grandfather. Take a look..."

The man opened his phone and handed it to the person opposite him.

Wen Jin listened, Zhou Ying? Ten million?

Could it be her painting?

"From Shanshui Studio? I heard he's a newcomer, his name is Li."

Wen Jin:...........Really! This little chicken is stupid and rich.

It was almost noon when Lin Xiao arrived at the east district. It must be said that Nanyang is really big. It is so big that taking the subway from the east to the west is more than enough for others to drive the highway home.

The scorching sun at noon made her feel dizzy.

He raised his hand to cover it and found an agent to go in.

There is usually not much business here, and the people in the agency are drowsy and preparing to go to bed at noon.

When he saw Lin Xiao come in, he was stunned for a moment.

"What do you want, pretty girl?"

“I want to buy a house.”

"Where did you buy it from?"

“Shengxing Garden.”

"Come in, come in, talk." When the boss heard that there was business, he lost all sleepiness and led Lin Xiao in.

"There are quite a lot of houses in Shengxing Garden. What size do you want?"

"What's the maximum size?"

"140, large three-bedroom."

"I want that one. If your price is good, I will buy it from you."

The boss was stunned. They all bought from him? Innocent?

"You want a lot of sets?"

"Well, three or four sets!"

"Okay, okay, the houses here are cheap, you can buy one for 700,000 or 800,000 yuan, which is much cheaper than in the city. Now many young people from other places who can't afford to buy houses come to the east of the city to buy houses, which is very affordable. It's comfortable here, the air is good, it's far away from the city, and it's not noisy."

"Then I'll trouble you, boss."

"It's not a trouble, it's not a trouble. It's rare to meet a good person like you! A good person! A good person!" The boss almost blurted out the word "unjust".

Lin Xiao followed the boss to look at houses throughout the afternoon. After chatting for a while, he finally understood the prices. Five or six thousand per square meter was indeed a bargain!

I found a coffee shop and sat for a while before calling Wen Jin: "I asked clearly, it's 5,000 to 6,000 per square meter."

"Talk to the boss and ask him to lower the price. We need to get everything done within a week. We'll keep 500,000 and buy the rest."

Lin Xiao was shocked: "Are you sure?"

Wen Jin nodded affirmatively: "Sure."

If I remember correctly, Shen Xunzhou will start working at the real estate company under the Shen Group this month. Once this planning case is submitted and approved, no transactions will be allowed to take place in Dongcheng. This matter must be finalized before it is confirmed.

"Then I..."

Wen Jin was holding the phone and saw a young man dragging his tired body past the window. He stood up immediately and said, "I won't talk to you anymore. I have something to do."

When she stood up to leave with her bag, several gossiping girls in the cafe saw her at a glance.

Pointing at her, as if he had seen a ghost: "You...you...you, Wen Jin..."

Wen Jin didn't want to waste time talking to them, but since they had spoken, he didn't want to just let it go. He sneered, picked up the coffee on their table and poured it on one of the girls.

"Don't you know how to avoid gossiping about other people?"

"Do you really think I'm a pushover?"

"How dare you! My skirt is a limited edition of this season," the girl shouted and stood up.

"You want me to compensate?" Wen Jin asked back.

"Call the police! I can send the recording to the police to listen to."

“You….” The other person wanted to shout, but someone pulled his arm.

Signaled to her to forget it.

I really called the police; it was them who threw the ball.

"You bastard! You bastard who climbed into someone else's bed!"

Wen Jin was too lazy to pay attention to them and followed the young man through many twists and turns and into the back door of a bar.

She glanced at the door and understood.

..........

“Is this the store?”

"I heard the performance tonight was quite colorful."

"How many flowers?"

In the evening, Wen Jin went to eat something nearby.

When I just arrived at the door of the bar, I heard two girls discussing something at the door.

I listened to it.

"It is said to be a naked male dance."

"Great! Is this true?"

"You will know if you go?"

Wen Jin went in with others. Since he didn't reserve a seat in advance, he had to share a table with others.

Coincidentally, I shared a table with two girls who came in from the door.

"My sister likes this too?"

The two girls opposite are obviously white-collar workers who have been working for several years, so it is not an exaggeration to call them sisters.

Wen Jin nodded awkwardly.

The two girls looked at him with admiration: "It's our fault for being young and ignorant back then. If only I had this hobby when I was in college."

“I’ve been happy for several years now.”

"That's right! Otherwise, why do you say that today's students have a high level of awareness?"

Wen Jin:........

At half past eight, all the lights in the store were suddenly turned off, and people could be vaguely seen standing on the stage.

The lights in the bar suddenly flashed, and when they came on, the boy on the stage in just a pair of briefs began to dance along the pole.

Wen Jin recognized who was on the stage at a glance.

"Holy crap? Little brother! I like it."

"How old is he? Why does he look a bit rough with all these muscles?"

"Stop talking, stop talking, or your mind will become colorful."

Wen Jin stared at the man on the stage intently, and was vaguely surprised when he saw the muscles on his body that had been developed from lifting heavy objects for a long time.

I didn’t know this in my previous life!

A drug-addicted father, a runaway mother, a seriously ill grandmother, and a broken man.

If we don’t save him now, when will we?

Wen Jin went to the bar and found the bar manager.

"Name a price and ask the guy on the stage to come down and have a drink with me."

"One hundred thousand!"

"Deal," Wen Jin said readily. He came here to save the depressed teenager, no matter how much money it cost.

In a dark booth nearby, Shi Jinghong had long heard that there was a bar on Sixteenth Street that had been very popular recently and seats were hard to come by. He came with the intention of humbly seeking advice, but he did not expect to encounter a bombshell.

She raised her hand and took a photo and sent it to Shen Xunzhou, with a note: "Sister Jin really doesn't want to date you anymore? She's changed her partner!"

In the photo, Wen Jin was half leaning on the bar, with a man in briefs standing in front of her. This scene looked very hot no matter how you looked at it!