Through his own relentless efforts and years of accumulated connections, he caught up with the real estate boom.
Just like his na, he beca one of the lucky ones who got rich first.
But as the saying goes, unexpected events unfold, and fortune changes overnight.
Originally, Wang Xianfu thought about replacing his Audi with a scissor-door car later in the year, but unexpectedly, he replaced it with a tricycle...
Indeed, if you want to ascend in social class, you first have to avoid falling back into poverty from the middle class...
"Alas! The real estate market is still solid, so how could such a big company not co up with the money..."
Listening to this sigh, ng Lang also felt a bit sentintal.
Market reactions are always slower than capital.
Didn’t you see that the Xiangjiang person who stirred the property market fiercest the previous years has been quietly shifting, even the Xu Group, which was flourishing, is struggling to change its focus?
In the ga of passing the parcel, those who run last suffer the most.
At present, there’s only a small-scale issue with the funding chain, but in a few years, when it can no longer be covered up and even ordinary people feel the chill, that will be when the domino effect truly spreads...
Hmm... Co to think of it, he seemingly was also "unluckily" one of those who bought a house in 2018.
And even worse, he bought the wrong location, directly costing a life...
In this regard, he appears to have no right to call Wang Xianfu slow on the uptake either.
"Brother Wang, don’t be too pessimistic. Since you ca this far, you can surely rise again; everyone faces a low point in life," ng Lang could only comfort him like this.
"Ha! One knows one’s own affairs best. I’m almost forty, how many opportunities does this era still hold for soone like ?
But I’m not greedy, as long as it’s enough for my family to live leisurely.
Don’t look down on my small setup, hard work provides almost as much as I earned before.
Next, I’ll try to repay what I owe and borrow so capital from my father-in-law, then open a small restaurant in Wu City.
Opportunities abound inland; I have so connections there which should co in handy..."
However, he didn’t notice that ng Lang looked at him more sympathetically...
No wonder even his own brothers can’t bear to look directly; you’re running headlong into trouble on your life’s path!
Wang Xianfu sighed, and as he spoke, his eyes reddened slightly.
"Alas! I don’t care about anything else, I just feel sorry for Xiao Kai. He was spoiled from a young age, yet I haven’t given him good conditions."
He spoke, feeling sowhat embarrassed, looking at ng Lang.
"Brother ng, I don’t want family issues affecting the kids and worry he won’t be able to accept it.
So I want to ask you not to tell the kids about setting up a stall..."
ng Lang was taken aback, looking at the earnest Wang Xianfu, finally understanding the enthusiasm he showed upon eting him.
It turns out, he worried his child might be discriminated against by classmates...
He glanced at the portion of rice noodles, seeing from the abundance it was made with generous ingredients.
From flaunting in public, to cautiously pleasing now...
He could only sigh in his heart... "Fatherly love is like a mountain!"
"Rest assured, I’m not a gossip."
"Thank you..."
"Boss, one serving of barbecued pork rice noodles!"
"Coming! Sorry, Brother ng, take your ti eating, I’ll go attend to the custor first."
Watching the other busy himself again, ng Lang tasted a bite of the rice noodles, feeling a bit uneasy.
Unable to help but put down his chopsticks and sigh.
To be fair, he doesn’t dislike Wang Xianfu.
Though he shows off and competes like a nouveau riche, he’s like countless hardworking People of Country Hua who’ve fought through life with their own hands.
Judging just from his not running away from debt, instead, trying various ways to repay it, he’s more respectable than most well-dressed businessn.
But just as books describe.
So things can’t be changed just by effort; the degree of your effort only determines how you fail...
Moreover... what good is success either?
Everything is like a bubble...
Ultimately becoming dust in the universe...
"Screech~"
The sound of a car brake and door opening ca from behind, followed by high heels approaching...
ng Lang didn’t turn his head, grabbing a bench nearby.
"Sit!"
"Hmm?" A curious voice ca from behind, then a graceful figure with a waft of scent sat beside ng Lang.
Gao Yuan curiously scrutinized ng Lang.
"How did you know it was ? I heard martial arts masters can identify people by sound, is that true?"
I can’t identify by sound, but I can by looking at books.
"Alas! Everyone knows I’m a martial arts master; do I hide it that poorly?" ng Lang remarked helplessly.
Mr. Hu, and Gao Yuan.
Have I ever shown off in public? You all jump to conclusions like this.
"Giggle!" Gao Yuan laughed sweetly.
"Don’t get wrong, I’m just curious and used the opportunity at work to inquire a bit about your heroic deeds from Mr. Lin."
ng Lang’s mouth twitched.
Isn’t it said won love gossip, even the aloof Lawyer Lin is no exception?
"By the way, does wearing heels instead of sneakers affect your ability to identify people by sound?"
Hearing this bizarre question, ng Lang directly rolled his eyes.
Honestly, Gao Yuan’s curiosity about her boss is quite intense.
Last ti at the ngshan Pasture, she didn’t regard herself as an outsider at all, directly staying at his house.
Just so clues on the bedroom bookshelf nearly exposed his "history enthusiast" guise completely.
His mom always has a loose tongue...
If she unwittingly reveals his true self, how can he keep his mysterious aura as a behind-the-scenes boss in front of his subordinates?
Oh! Did the Savior of Earth also pick feces?
The dignity of the Wallfacer shattered, didn’t it?!
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