Chapter 300

I don't know how long it had passed, Zhou Andong felt the plane vibrate violently, which scared him to open his eyes suddenly, and found that the plane had landed, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What time is it!"

Gu Bing also just woke up in a daze, raised his hand, and looked at his watch: "Almost seven o'clock."

"Fuck!" Zhou Andong shook his somewhat sore neck, "Dazed, actually slept for so long."

Soon, the plane stopped, and the flight attendant reminded them to take their luggage and get off the plane.

Zhou Andong got up, stretched, took the backpack off the luggage rack, threw it on his shoulder, and walked to the cabin door.

"Can't you take my bag down together?" Gu Bing muttered dissatisfiedly, carrying his bag, and walked behind Zhou Andong.

"Sir, wish you a pleasant journey!"

"Sir, wish you a pleasant journey!"

"Miss, wish you a pleasant journey!"

"..."

That young man and woman looked at Han Hui standing at the cabin door and snorted coldly.

Han Hui still had a smile on her face: "Sir and Miss, wish you a pleasant journey!"

Zhou Andong walked over, and very suddenly, Han Hui stuffed a note into Zhou Andong's hand: "Sir, thank you for helping me out. I am from Yecheng. You must contact me after you finish your work, let me do my best as a host, and express my gratitude."

"Okay!" Zhou Andong didn't refuse, nodded with a smile, which made Gu Bing behind him gnash his teeth.

"You bastard, you really want to attract bees and butterflies." After getting off the plane, Gu Bing started cursing.

Zhou Andong stuffed the note into Gu Bing's pocket: "Give it to you, okay?"

"What... what do you mean!" Gu Bing took out the note, "What do you take me for?"

Zhou Andong chuckled: "This question of yours, of course, I take you as a good brother."

Gu Bing looked at Zhou Andong suspiciously: "No, you definitely don't have good intentions."

Zhou Andong said: "How do I not have good intentions? A girl gave me contact information on her own initiative. If I refuse or throw it away in front of her, where should a girl's face go? Only a person with a dirty mind like you can think of everyone as so dirty."

"Fart!" Gu Bing cursed: "Who has a dirty mind, it's your dirty thing." After finishing, Gu Bing raised his hand, "I threw the note away."

Zhou Andong looked sideways, didn't see the note fly out, but Gu Bing's hand reached into his pocket.

Zhou Andong snorted, "Threw the note away?"

Gu Bing nodded very affirmatively: "Threw it away."

"Good that you threw it!" Zhou Andong suddenly reached out and reached into Gu Bing's pocket.

Gu Bing was so scared that he grabbed Zhou Andong's wrist, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Andong said innocently: "I have no cigarettes, look at how anxious you are, are you feeling guilty?"

"I... what am I feeling guilty about?" Gu Bing raised his head, "The cigarette isn't in this pocket, why are you randomly reaching in, take your hand out."

Zhou Andong said helplessly: "Then let go."

Gu Bing looked at Zhou Andong vigilantly and slowly let go.

Zhou Andong twitched the corner of his mouth and took out of Gu Bing's pocket: "In your pocket, why do I feel like there is a note?"

"Where!" Gu Bing nervously reached his hand into his pocket, and obviously, the expression on his face relaxed.

The two were like children, playing and making trouble out of the airport, and then got on the bus.

Before the car entered the city, Zhou Andong saw construction sites everywhere, and his ears were full of the clanging sound of pile drivers. Everyone who came here and saw such a scene would think that there was gold everywhere.

To make money, go to Hainan, to get rich, speculate on real estate. This is a nursery rhyme that has been circulating here. The four young masters of Beijing, someone Lun and someone Yi, have already started original accumulation here.

Zhou Andong also heard such a story: a person had no money, borrowed two million, didn't buy land but bought a Mercedes-Benz, specifically to run to local leaders, invite leaders to eat and entertain, and as a result, a large piece of land was approved. Taking out a part and turning it around, he could earn tens of millions or hundreds of millions.

After getting rich, this person returned to his poor hometown to honor his ancestors, promising to help his hometown government get rid of poverty. The county raised twenty million yuan and handed it to him, and he also proudly promised to earn two or three times more. He bought land with the money, but didn't expect the real estate bubble to burst quickly.

Twenty million, for the hometown government, is incredible. This person was labeled as a liar, and in the end, the hometown police caught him back from Hainan.

Zhou Andong looked out the window at the dusty construction site and muttered: "It's 1992 now, the real estate bubble has reached its peak, and it will collapse in another year."

At this time, funds led by the four major banks have poured into the real estate market, which is the craziest time, passing the drum and passing the flowers. A poor person can become a millionaire overnight.

And this city has a population of only over one million, but there are more than 20,000 real estate companies. No one knows who the houses are built for.

The car entered the city, Zhou Andong and Gu Bing found a place to get off the bus, and the rental advertisements were posted on the walls and on the vendors' carts.

"There are many rascals here, find a better hotel, it's safe." Gu Bing said, and asked around, "East at the intersection ahead is Wanghailou, which is said to be the best hotel in Yecheng, representing the most luxurious and cutting-edge taste of Hainan."

"Then let's go!" Zhou Andong stepped forward, turned the street corner, and saw a twelve-story building. In this era, it looked quite impressive.

The two entered the hotel, the lobby was decorated magnificently, and through the glass skylight, you could see the bronze-colored big fish statue symbolizing "surplus every year" embedded in the blue sea background wall.

Zhou Andong looked at the lobby where people were coming and going, and said with a smile: "Didn't expect the business here to be so good."

"Little brother, listening to your accent, you are not from Yecheng, are you also here to attend the Chuanghai People's Reception?"

A middle-aged man wearing a suit and looking quite dignified came to Zhou Andong and Gu Bing.

"Chuanghai People's Reception?" Zhou Andong was stunned, "Sorry, we are not."

"Oh!" The middle-aged man just nodded and turned away.

Gu Bing asked: "What is this Chuanghai People's Reception?"

Zhou Andong shrugged: "How would I know."

The two didn't rush to check in, but wandered around the lobby, listening to the fragments of conversation to know.

With the development boom in Hainan, 100,000 Chuanghai people poured in, pursuing the dream of wealth in their hearts. And Wanghailou also took this opportunity to usher in a golden period.

The boss is also a talent, and he had a whim to hold a Chuanghai People's Reception, and today is the annual reception day.

"Fuck, no wonder there are so many people." Gu Bing cursed, came to the front desk to check in.

Very coincidentally, he met an acquaintance, exactly the young man and woman on the plane.

"Yo!" Zhou Andong laughed, "It's really a coincidence, met the two foreign masters again."

These two guys saw Yang Luo, and their faces became gloomy.

That man whispered something in a waiter's ear, and then smiled gloomily at Zhou Andong.

The waiter nodded, ran into the bar, and whispered to the waiter who was handling the check-in for Zhou Andong and Gu Bing.