Make A Billion In The 80s - Chatper 129

Yo, does this kid have a good eye, or is it just a coincidence?

As soon as it came up, I picked the national gift pen that Commissioner Jiang visited the Soviet Union, and the model Hero 100 with the best reputation among the hero gold pens?

Qiu Mingquan seriously raised two exquisite pens to his eyes, in fact to confirm to Feng Rui: “Is it this one?”

“That’s right, ask about the price.” Feng Rui said lightly.

Wang Juan smiled reservedly: “Little friend, this Hero 100 fountain pen is 6.4 yuan, you can try it with ink. But this gold carving high iridium pen comes in a gift box, you can’t try it with ink, it costs 18 yuan each. ”

“Oh.” The boy paused, and asked accurately, “I want to buy two golden eagles, and eight heroes for 100. The total is eighty-seven yuan, right?”

“What? You want so much?” Wang Juan was startled and looked at him suspiciously.

“Yes.” Qiu Mingquan nodded, carefully took out the money he just took out from his pocket, and spread it out on the counter.

“You count it, here is eighty-eight yuan.”

Wang Juan was overjoyed, quickly picked up the abacus on one side, and typed it a few times: “Oh my little friend, you are right! It is eighty-seven yuan!”

She hurriedly opened the small cabinet at the back, took out all the pens that Qiu Mingquan had named to buy, and brought out the corresponding high-end gift pen cases, found a newspaper graciously, and wrapped ten velvet pen cases together.

“Thank you, auntie.” Qiu Mingquan obediently bowed to her, extremely polite.

Wang Juan counted the money happily, stretched out her hand and pulled an iron clip over her head, clamped all the counted money on the clip, and then stretched out her hand, the iron clip flew away from the wire above her head with the money. Accounting Cashier Office.

Soon, the cashier on this floor who was sitting on the high stool finished counting, issued an invoice, found a few dimes, and immediately passed the money back along the wire.

Looking at the back of Qiu Mingquan’s departure, Wang Juan was very happy in her heart: ——This early in the morning, I have done a few days of turnover!

Holding the pen that I bought in exchange for everything, it was almost eleven o’clock. Qiu Mingquan found a small food stall under the bridge opposite the boutique shopping mall, bought a bowl of tofu flower and hurriedly filled his stomach, then started to catch the return bus and headed out of the city.

There were not many people in the car, so he carefully took out the small notebook and looked at the time and date recorded on it: Zhenghong Elementary School, Parents’ Meeting, January 10th, is today.

The road was bumpy, and when it was almost one or two o’clock in the afternoon, he finally arrived at Zhenghong Primary School.

It was the appointed time for the parent-teacher meeting, and a large number of parents came to the gate in twos and threes. Most of them walked, and some rode bicycles. The grand scene of piles of cars blocking the school gate in later generations was not seen at this time.

Qiu Mingquan stood alone at the school gate, and suddenly his face turned red. In later generations, he was doing physical work, doing business and shouting, and he had never done it at all.

Feng Rui waited for a long time, then said helplessly: “If you don’t move, are you going to throw all the 80 yuan principal into your hands!”

“Will…or, you come to my body?”

President Feng Da was furious: “You have a good idea! The most I can do is hack people up for you, and you still want me to help you work?”

Qiu Mingquan gritted his teeth, and finally ran to the most conspicuous place at the school gate, put his schoolbag on the ground, and put all the beautiful pen cases on it.

Several parents walked past him and looked at the ground in surprise, and someone let out a “Huh”.

Different from the cheap pens in ordinary stationery stores, these pens all come in very exquisite black velvet boxes. If you look closely, the body of the pens is also very beautiful.

Some are engraved with golden carving patterns, some are silver pen caps with maroon pen bodies, and some are all silver, all lined up in the sun, shining dazzlingly.

“Look at it. Hero Gold Pen, this is the latest nib made of 14K gold, and it is the best-selling model!” Qiu Mingquan mustered up his courage, and said to the two or three parents who were looking down.

Although the voice is not loud, but I recited it several times on the way here, and it is not too stuttering.

One of the middle-aged men had a gentle face, pushing black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: “Oh, I heard an advertisement on the radio this morning, saying that Commissioner Jiang was going abroad to give a hero pen as a gift.”

Qiu Mingquan nodded excitedly, and quickly picked up the only two 50-type gold carving high-iridium pens: “Yes, uncle, you know what you have, this is it!”

“Oh!” The parents who were about to walk away stopped curiously, looking at the glittering golden pen in his hand, their hearts were moved.

The middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses smiled: “Little brother, why do you have so many pens?”

Qiu Mingquan bit the bullet and said: “Uncle and aunt, buy a fountain pen for your children as a reward. Hero fountain pens are fashionable now, and gold pens will soon be in short supply.”

Hey, such a young child is actually a businessman?

Several parents were all taken aback.

Not long after that special period, buying and selling, and doing business for profit, even in Dongshen City, where the financial awareness is relatively advanced, are still rare.

The vast majority of people are still proud of working in state-owned enterprises, and there are not many who are willing to go to sea, let alone such a young child?

“Where did you get this money from?” Someone asked suspiciously.

Under Feng Rui’s guidance, Qiu Mingquan was already prepared, and quickly took out the invoice issued in the morning and shook it, revealing the official seal of the boutique shopping mall: “Uncle, I just bought the goods from the big shopping mall this morning. Look, it’s guaranteed to be genuine.”

Several parents no longer doubt that in this era of material shortage, these things can only be made by state-owned factories, so they want to buy fake products, but there is no place to buy them.

“Then, how do you sell this money?”

“Not expensive…” Qiu Mingquan said according to the words Feng Rui made up for him, “This kind of high-end gold carving national gift pen is very high-end, and it is very face-saving as a gift or for personal use. It is 28 yuan a piece. The Hero 100 Gold Pen is the most well-received and the most cost-effective, at 8.8 yuan.”

Mr. Feng, isn’t your price a bit sleazy, and the price has been increased by 30 to 40%?

Can this be sold? You must know that people in this era are living on tight wages, and their lives are not rich!

Sure enough, a middle-aged woman immediately yelled: “Oh, it’s so expensive! You are so young and unscrupulous, you must have added a lot of price!”

“Auntie, I’m not going to hide it from you, I just make some money for running errands.” Qiu Mingquan said eagerly.

“It’s quite far from the city. You have to go back and forth to get a bus ticket. If you can’t make it all morning, you have to have a meal outside. Also, you have to ask for leave to buy this, and your salary will be deducted.”

“I can’t go on weekends, why are you in such a hurry.” The woman curled her lips meanly.

Qiu Mingquan smiled, and looked at her sincerely with deer-like eyes: “I’m going today, and I only have these last few left. If you go on Sunday, I’m afraid you won’t be able to buy them.”

This is extremely baseless, he is simply a profiteer full of lies, but Feng Rui sneered in his heart: “This is not a lie, just say it.”

Feng Rui remembered very clearly that the advertisement for the hero fountain pen was quite big back then, and the radio and newspapers went into battle at the same time. Not long after, the hero fountain pens in major shopping malls in Dongshen City were out of stock on a large scale.

The children of many families are proud of having a valuable high-end hero gold pen. Even Feng Rui’s mother once went late and failed to buy it. It happened that some foreign relatives returned to China, so they brought two pens from the counter in Hong Kong at that time. Give him a gold pen.

There are more and more parents around, and the advertisements on TV at this time are far from being as indiscriminate as later generations. The round of intensive advertisements for Hero Pen left a deep impression on many people.

But after looking at it, some people also picked it up and looked around, but no one paid for it.

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes and sneered: “You kid, you are doing speculative things! This time and again, the price will increase when you change hands. I think you are more courageous than a thief. Believe it or not, the police can arrest you! ”

Qiu Mingquan looked at her with dark eyes, without saying a word.

It was the middle-aged man who spoke, with a gentle voice: “That’s not what you said, big sister. ‘Let some people get rich first’ is what Comrade Xiaoping said three years ago. Invigorating the economy and circulation is a good thing, not a crime.”

His tone was calm, but powerful, and he looked like a knowledgeable and cultural person. When he said that, the middle-aged woman was awkward, so she stopped talking.

It wasn’t until a crisp bell rang that all the parents hurried away and rushed to their children’s classrooms to start the parent-teacher meeting time.

Qiu Mingquan stared blankly at the empty school gate, and asked in a low voice in his heart, “Why don’t we lower the price when they adjourn later?”

“Don’t drop a penny.” Feng Rui said coldly, “Are you questioning my pricing strategy and business decision?”

Qiu Mingquan felt distressed: he still had a decisive strategy. If he didn’t know, he thought it was a multi-million dollar business.

It’s over, I’m afraid these pens will be completely smashed in my hands!

President Feng’s voice became even colder: “A few million are nothing. The contracts I signed before were worth hundreds of millions. Besides, pricing decisions have nothing to do with tens of dollars or tens of millions. In the end, What affects the result is nothing more than the human heart. Do you understand?”

I don’t understand… Qiu Mingquan answered silently in his heart.

“It’s right if you don’t understand.” Feng Rui was about to say venomously, “So you can only work at a construction site”, but for some reason, he paused and proudly changed his words, “If you don’t understand, you have to learn, you know?” ?”

“Grandpa, grandma, I’ve grown up, I really won’t go astray, you can trust me.” He suddenly remembered something, turned around and brought in a big black plastic bag at the door.

He eagerly opened it, took out all the autumn clothes, hats, gloves and cotton shoes inside, and held them up in front of the two old people.

“I bought this with the money I earned!” His eyes sparkled, stubborn and hopeful, “In the future, we will live a better life. I want to buy a big house for my family, leave this dilapidated place, Our family of three lives together, buys delicious food and good clothes, and I want to honor you for many, many years!”

The hut was so quiet that a needle could be heard. Grandma Qiu looked at him blankly.

There was still a lump on his face, and his body was wet. On the back of his bare hands, there was also the redness and swelling that had just been beaten by Grandpa Qiu with a bench.

But his eyes are open and pure, there is no timidity and dodge of children in the dark eyes, but there is unprecedented responsibility.

Grandma Qiu suddenly felt that she didn’t know this child.

In the blink of an eye, on that morning more than ten years ago, the dying child lying in the swaddling clothes with bruises all over his body turned into a little adult.

Looking down at the pile of things in the plastic bag, she flipped through them one by one, and suddenly burst into tears—these things were all for the two old people, and there was nothing for him!

Qiu Mingquan grinned, his eyes were bright, and his swollen face was full of joy: “Grandpa, grandma, I will take you into the city tomorrow, let’s go to the boutique shopping mall. The salesperson at the stationery counter there can testify for me!”

The old man turned around slowly and hesitantly, and finally he was half-doubtful.

“You… You really didn’t do anything bad? I’m really going to the city with you tomorrow. ”

“Don’t worry, grandpa!”

…

Finally at midnight, Qiu Mingquan waited for the two old men to fall asleep, endured exhaustion and pain, and quietly got up.

When he came back, it was snowing outside, who knows what will happen overnight, if the ground is covered by heavy snow tomorrow morning, how can he find jade? !

Quietly go out and go around behind the window, sure enough, the ground has been covered with a thick layer of snow. The neighborhood here is a suburb, and some weeds are overgrown behind the window, and the traces of the arson a few days ago are still there. The dark wall is lined with white snow, and a slight whiteness can still be seen in the middle of the night.

The jade pendant is too small! The color was bright white again, and the direction and distance thrown by Grandpa Qiu were unclear. Qiu Mingquan was so anxious that he could only keep guessing and groping around in the snow.

In the middle of the night, everything was silent, the howling north wind was mixed with the rustling of weeds, Qiu Mingquan’s little hands kept groping in the icy snow, and after a while, bloodstains were drawn by the sharp teeth of the weeds.

But he couldn’t feel the pain anymore.

The ice and snow froze his hands, and even his feet were starting to stiffen.

Time passed by little by little, and the sky in the distance seemed to gradually brighten, but Qiu Mingquan still found nothing, and his heart sank little by little.

…

For a long time, the surroundings were as quiet as a tomb.

Feng Rui’s senses were extremely keen, he could almost hear the slight movement of snowflakes falling around him, and he could also hear the rustling of withered grass and leaves in winter.

Hearing these small voices, he even fell into a trance for a while.

Could that mentally handicapped little migrant worker… be really frightened by his grandparents and stop looking for him, or could he be unable to find the pendant he was hiding in by accident?

Ten years, eight years? Like Monkey King, waiting for five hundred years to wait for the next passing Tang Seng who is destined to belong to him?

I don’t know how long he lay like this, but at the moment when he was drowsy, there was a warm temperature.

…Qiu Mingquan lightly held the bright red lanyard on the jade with one hand, almost dreamily, picked up the jade pendant from a piece of dry grass.

At that moment, the morning sun rises and the stars suddenly disappear. The air in winter is so fresh and cold, but the boy in front of Feng Rui has an immature face and his pupils are as black as ink.

“Yes, I’m sorry.” Qiu Mingquan looked at him anxiously, but his eyes were full of ecstasy, “I’ve been looking for you for a long time… Are you in a hurry?”

His palm was small, and he gently stroked the jade pendant, causing Feng Rui, who had no body, to suddenly feel a tingling sensation.

Then, he gently put the pendant that stayed in the snow all night on his chest and hid it in his shirt.

It was bitingly cold, but the back, which was stained with the blood of the two people’s previous lives, quickly warmed up.

In Feng Rui’s ears, there was a faint but clear heartbeat: “Boom… Boom!”

He suddenly realized that it was Qiu Mingquan’s heartbeat.

“I’m not going to lose you again. Not even in death.”

At that time, Feng Rui and Qiu Mingquan didn’t realize that this simple and unpretentious sentence, like a mantra and an oath, followed them for so long.

After splitting and rejoining, until the impermanent gear of fate rolled over again.

…The next day, the two old men of the Qiu family did not have the opportunity to go to the city to verify what Qiu Mingquan said.

Because Qiu Mingquan fell ill completely.

After running around all day, his face was swollen by Xiang Cheng’s punch in the afternoon, and he was whipped by his grandfather when he came home at night.

…Agitated and looking for things in the ice and snow all night, Qiu Mingquan felt his head was heavy the next morning and he couldn’t get up.

The two old men tossed and turned sleeplessly last night, thinking about Qiu Mingquan’s words, they always felt that the huge amount of money was like a dream, and they finally fell asleep in the middle of the night. When I woke up the next morning, I found that Qiu Mingquan’s face was flushed, and when he touched his forehead, he was terrified, the fever was severe!

Grandpa Qiu hurriedly left the house early to get medicine at a nearby clinic. Grandma Qiu stayed at home to take care of Qiu Mingquan, helping him change the cold towel on his forehead from time to time. Qiu Mingquan felt uncomfortable, woke up once or twice halfway, drank some white rice porridge, and fell asleep again.

In a daze, I heard someone talking outside.

“I don’t know why, he didn’t go to get his report card, and you didn’t come to the parent meeting…”

With a jolt, he finally recognized the owner of the voice. ——Teacher Feng, the teacher in charge!

For more than a week after the exam, every second counts, and every day is a huge income. How can I have time to get a report card?

As for the parent meeting a few days later, he completely forgot about it. Now…the head teacher was recruited?

Holding his glasses, Teacher Feng carefully stood at the door with his trousers lifted. Last night’s first snow made the ground muddy. She knew that this was a rural area, so she specially wore big rubber shoes, but along the way, her pants were still covered with bits and pieces of mud.

As soon as she stood in front of Qiu Mingquan’s house, she saw the bare walls inside, and took a deep breath.

Although it was daytime, the whole room was dark due to the lack of sunlight. After getting used to the light in the room for a while, Teacher Feng could see clearly the figure of the boy lying curled up on the bed.

“Teacher Feng…” Qiu Mingquan struggled to get up, feeling extremely guilty.

Fever is severe, the mind lacks the ability to think, and the only thought is: Have the test scores been found to be abnormal?

Teacher Feng stepped forward quickly, looked at his weak and wounded face, and was startled: “Qiu Mingquan, what’s wrong with you?”

“It’s okay, I just have a little fever.” Qiu Mingquan sat up halfway, but was pushed down on the bed by Teacher Feng.

“Then you lie down and rest quickly!” Teacher Feng looked at the bed where Qiu Mingquan was lying on, and felt a “thump” in his heart.

It was too shabby, cotton was exposed under the dilapidated quilt, and the color of the quilt was also dull and black, and the original color of the quilt could not be seen.

Grandma Qiu timidly brought over boiling water: “Teacher, please drink water… Is this child in school, and you teachers are bothering?”

Teacher Feng quickly waved his hands vigorously: “No, no! I’m here because I want to praise Mingquan’s performance.”

praise? Grandma Qiu was stunned.

“Yes, Qiu Mingquan has made great progress in the final exam this semester!” Teacher Feng was a little excited.

She personally gave Qiu Mingquan a score of 98 on the Chinese test paper. Unexpectedly, the feedback she got from other teachers was astonishing. In the final exam of this semester, Qiu Mingquan, who used to be unremarkable in the past, scored amazingly well in all subjects. high score!

100 points in mathematics, 99 points in English, 96 points in politics, and full marks in geography. … In private communication, the political teacher also admitted that, like her, he artificially deducted a few points on the subjective essay questions.

The total score of all subjects in the whole year is the first, and the four subjects are the first in the grade!

——If this score can be maintained, it will not be difficult to get into the best key high school in the city.

Seeing Grandma Qiu’s surprised and disbelieving expression, she quickly took out Qiu Mingquan’s report card and handed it to the old man.

“Look, the two subjects are 100%! And grandma, your grandson, this time he got the first overall score in the whole grade!”

“Koizumi, tell me the truth too.” Wang Juan lowered her voice, and after listening to his long speech just now, she no longer had the slightest intention to treat him like a child, “If the gold pen arrives again, you still have to buy it.” Do you want to do this business? To tell you the truth, I want to ask my brother to try it too.”

Next to him, Zhao Decheng pricked up his ears, and his mind suddenly became lively. Oh, what Wang Juan said is interesting!

In Qiu Mingqing’s heart, Feng Rui’s voice suddenly sounded: “Just say you can do it, and tell that Zhao Decheng, he is watching!”

Qiu Mingquan was taken aback, and replied solemnly: “Why don’t you do such an easy-to-make money business? Aunt Wang, to tell you the truth, I have made almost a thousand yuan these few days, and I am making money lying down.”

Wang Juan exclaimed: “Oh, it’s more than half a year’s salary for me!”

Zhao Decheng’s small eyes lit up for a moment. After thinking for a while, he quietly ran outside.

Going around to the second floor, he mysteriously pulled out the salesperson’s wife who worked in the women’s clothing department: “Hey, how much money does our family have now?”

His wife rolled her eyes: “What are you doing?”

“Hurry up, I have a way to make a fortune, take it all out! This time, our family can make a lot of money!”

Seeing Zhao Decheng’s back disappear, Qiu Mingquan showed an embarrassed expression again: “Aunt Wang, I thought about it just now, and I should not buy it. This small business will really fall into the hands of the next wave.” gone.”

“Oh?” Wang Juan was stunned for a moment, feeling a little suspicious in her heart. This child, don’t be afraid that she will come to compete too, right?

“Auntie, think about it. The Hero Gold Pen Factory has put so much effort into advertising, and the effect is surprisingly good, but why can’t the supply keep up?”

Without waiting for Wang Juan to answer, he logically said: “Because they didn’t expect the advertising effect to be so good in advance, and they didn’t dare to expand the production line on a large scale. Now the agents all over the country are desperately rushing for goods, and their production lines will expand immediately, and the production capacity will increase.” It’s definitely not an issue anymore.”

In fact, as far as Feng Rui knew, it was during this period that the Hero Golden Pen Factory fought a very good performance battle. Not only did the domestic sales blow out, but it also went abroad, and the foreign exchange earnings from exports increased year by year. Over 10 million US dollars of foreign exchange earned through export, exported to more than 60 countries!

In the following few years, this domestic pen brand has been sold on the same stage as Parker, Montblanc and other world-renowned pens on the stationery counters all over the world, creating the most glorious period in its history. Can’t keep up?

Wang Juan listened blankly, looking at the clear and honest eyes of the child in front of her, she suddenly became excited.

Yes, such a great situation, considering the overwhelming advertisements, the leadership of this manufacturer is definitely not a mediocre person!

“Xiaoquan, thank you.” She couldn’t help feeling chills down her back.

These days, seeing Qiu Mingquan earn so much money smoothly and easily, she almost lost her head, and wanted to put all her eggs in one basket, and even borrow some money for a big one!

If it really rushed in, it would be strange if it didn’t all fall into the hands!

Holding the final payment after the gold pen was completely out of his hands, Qiu Mingquan only felt his heart beating again.

In the big schoolbag, he stacked all the ten-yuan bills neatly together, and among the remaining loose notes, there were a lot of coins, which made the schoolbag heavy.

The 80 yuan he initially stole has turned into a terrifying 2,400 yuan after the 45% compound interest growth these days!

“It would be great if there were hundred-yuan bills. With so much money, more than twenty bills are enough.” He sighed.

Feng Rui asked: “When do you think there are hundred dollar bills?”

Seeing Qiu Mingquan stunned, he proudly flaunted: “It’s coming soon. In May 1988, that is, a few months later, it was the first time that the central bank issued hundred-yuan bills. At the beginning, many stores dared not accept them.” , because I have never seen it before.”

After the gold pen was shot, I went home early this day. As soon as he stepped into the house, Qiu Mingquan was taken aback.

In the compound, like the previous few times, the neighbors gathered together, with strange expressions, surrounding a person in the middle.

“Our Jieda Real Estate was appointed by the district! We will build this area for the well-being of everyone! Integrate industries and develop the economy. When the time comes, both sides of the Pegasus Road will be demolished!” A middle-aged man was facing the door with his back , the greasy feeling on the back of the head was abnormally obvious, and the saliva was flying in the mouth.

“A while ago, there were hooligans who wanted to buy land and houses in advance to fight against the government. Now, we will directly talk on behalf of the district, and we will never let the interests of the masses be damaged!”

A group of people in the compound looked at each other in blank dismay, and many of them were obviously moved.

“Mr. Zhou, it would be great for the public to come forward to take over the house.” Aunt Wang was impatient and asked with a smile on her face, “Then…how much can I give? We don’t want to live in this shanty town for the rest of our lives. If there is more, we are willing to move!”

This is the truth, if you come out from the district, it won’t make the big guys suffer, right?

The man with a greasy face looked serious: “We have been notified that the district has drawn up a plan, and the price refers to the market price, and the unified price is 800 yuan per square meter!”

Everyone sighed in disappointment.

This price is much better than Wang Daquan’s robbery, but it is still slightly lower than the market price. If it is really sold at this price, it is not even enough to buy the same house elsewhere.

Aunt Wang immediately became anxious, and stammered: “But Mr. Zhou, isn’t it going to build a big house and a big factory here? The price of the land needs to be raised!”

She clearly remembered that Qiu Mingquan said that day that this house and land would be worth ten times and a hundred times in the future!

“Yes, yes, how can we pay according to the current market price? Mr. Zhou, you can tell the higher-ups to add more.” The neighbors chattered, but their voices were not loud. People in this era, They also have sincere trust in the identity of the public family. This person said that it was a real estate company sent by the district, so they were naturally in awe.

“Why, you still want to make money from the public!” Mr. Zhou’s expression turned ugly, and he was bored and vigilant for a while.

——It was this shantytown that not only beat away Wang Daquan who came to intimidate him, but even failed to set fire to it. Otherwise, there would be no need for them to come forward directly.

He looked around the crowd, deliberately exuding majesty, with a cold expression on his face: “This is about the overall planning of the big construction, and some personal greed cannot be tolerated. Whoever dares to take the lead in making trouble, don’t blame the government for being rude!”

Liu Dongfeng remained silent all the time, and was about to speak when he heard this, but was suddenly pulled back by Liu Qinhua, and pinched hard.

Mr. Zhou looked at everyone’s silent faces with satisfaction, and nodded: “Everyone is ready, hurry up and find a house to move…”

“Wait a minute.” A clear and calm teenager’s voice sounded.

Qiu Mingquan didn’t know when he had already stood in front of him, looked at him intently, and showed a confused expression: “Uncle, you mean the public, but you, aren’t you just from the real estate company? How can you represent the meaning of the above?” what?”

Mr. Zhou looked at the weird child, and was speechless for a while: “Go away, the adults are talking, and the children don’t interrupt.”

Qiu Mingquan stared at him with subtle inquiry in his eyes: “Wang Daquan brought someone here, and I injured him. He came to set the fire himself, and I accidentally burned him.”

Mr. Zhou looked at him in astonishment, and suddenly remembered the news he had just received——Wang Daquan died suddenly in the hospital this morning!

Looking at the dark and calm eyes of the child in front of him, he didn’t know why, he staggered back a step, reacting to his gaffe, he couldn’t help becoming angry from embarrassment.

He threw out a piece of paper with a “slap”, and flashed it viciously in front of everyone: “See clearly, this is a document! The public has made a decision, and staff will arrange to sign the contract soon!”

Qiu Mingquan unceremoniously reached out to take the document, and looked at it carefully before his eyes.

Behind him, several neighbors leaned over anxiously.

Qiu Mingquan held the document in front of his eyes. He whispered in his heart, “How is it?”

Feng Rui glanced through it very quickly, and with an idea in his mind, he couldn’t help but sneered: “It’s not in compliance. Just ask him what I said.”

Qiu Mingquan had an idea in his mind, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: “This is just a draft resolution in the district, not a red-headed document. Then, it is a real estate company that actually signed the agreement with the residents, right?…”

He said it lightly, but Mr. Zhou’s heart suddenly jumped: This child is hitting the deadly spot!

This is not the opinion of the city at all, it was concocted by someone impromptu. In fact, they dare not even download the document. … And the real handover is their new real estate company, and even his legal person is temporary.

“Yes, how is it?” He forced himself to be calm.

A sarcasm flashed across Qiu Mingquan’s eyes, and he reached out and handed back the document: “Uncle, go back, let’s think about it.”

It wasn’t until Mr. Zhou took his people away that he looked at everyone with a smile: “Don’t worry, everyone, this person doesn’t mean anything.”

Liu Qinhua hesitated first: “This is what the district means.”

Qiu Mingquan shook his head: “This matter still needs to be discussed, no matter who it is, it can’t really talk to itself, right?”

He pulled his grandparents aside and smiled obediently: “I’m hungry, let’s eat.”

Deep in his consciousness, President Feng snorted coldly: “It’s really audacious to dare to appoint a private real estate company to take over.”