Chapter 42 Rich Area

Zhang Jianyang sneered, put down the drunken wine glass, and said with a sneer, "Is this also good wine? At best, it's just barely able to enter.

The fat man Gao Mingquan was angry. Someone drank all other people's wine and said that he could barely enter. So reluctantly, you and him. Damn, do you still drink? He walked around his desk and pointed to Zhang Jianyang. He seemed to remember Zhang Jianyang's identity. He was immediately happy and laughed strangely: "Are you a new employee? You're dead, you. Damn it, it's dead."

Gao Mingquan returned to his boss's chair again, sat down, knocked on the table and said, "Do you know what's my favorite thing to do? It is to kill people reasonably for completely reasonable reasons.

Unexpectedly, the fat man found that the new employee in front of him had no fear at all. Instead, he looked at himself with a smile, like an audience in the theater, and he was the clown performing on it.

Zhang Jianyang sat back on the sofa again and said, "What's the reasonable reason?"

The fat man didn't know why he felt that he was being targeted by something dangerous, and he was a little cold all over. At this time, the ordinary person in front of him exuded a breath that made people feel extremely dangerous. He swallowed his saliva: "That's... Just send you some of the most dangerous tasks with the team."

"Yes, this reason for killing people is indeed reasonable. Well, as long as you encounter a second mutant beast attack or something, or a robber, the whole caravan will be finished immediately, and the people in the team must be more bad luck. Zhang Jianyang didn't seem to think it was dangerous. Instead, he walked to the fat man with interest and pressed his hands on his desk. "Will the funds for these tasks be higher?"

Everyone who has been stared at by Zhang Jianyang knows that Zhang Jianyang's eyes are so terrible that you can't see a trace of emotion in it, so indifference that people are almost suffocating.

The fat man is suffering from this kind of suffering. He completely forgot the identity of his boss and said to Leng Su, "When...of course."

Zhang Jianyang snapped his finger and said, "Very good, Minister, the most dangerous tasks in the future will be assigned to me."

It was not until Zhang Jianyang left the office that the fat man felt that the smell of death around him dissipated. Only now did he remember that Jianyang was the traveler he met when he came back from the dry lake? And who will tell themselves what happened just now? Why does a new employee have the courage to pay attention to himself at all?

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Originally, the fat man should have introduced Zhang Jianyang to everyone in the guard department, but this step was omitted by the fat man. Now he still has a lingering palpit for Zhang Jianyang. Zhang Jianyang's momentum is too strong. The fat man can guarantee that even the mayor does not have such momentum. Moreover, Zhang Jianyang's momentum not only has the breath of the superior, but also the breath of the peerless strong.

Gao Mingquan doesn't understand what's going on, but it's certain that Zhang Jianyang is really not simple.

What the fat man thought was exactly what Zhang Jianyang wanted to give him. From the beginning, Zhang Jianyang wanted to put pressure on the fat man's heart, so that he would feel fear when he faced himself.

There is no way. Zhang Jianyang is a person who doesn't want to be restrained. In order to go to work, the necessary means are needed.

Zhang Jianyang seemed to be familiar with him. He walked around the guard department and smoked a cigarette. He was basically familiar with him. At the level of captain of the elite group, this identity, no matter what, is the object of many people's ss. Whether it is the elite group or the ordinary group, it may feel threatened by several captains in the elite group. After all, one more captain means that there will be one more competitor when the task is out.

Zhang Jianyang didn't take a look at these characters. He asked Chen Zhuangping, a person in the ordinary group, but was told that he went out with the team to the dry lake.

After the report is completed, Zhang Jianyang did not stay here much. Anyway, he has money now, and it is time to consider his parents.

Entering Shacheng, Zhang Jianyang went straight to the North District of Shacheng, which is also known as the most suitable place for people to live in Shacheng. Shacheng spent a huge amount of money to build the North District into an area like a tropical rainforest. As long as you enter the North District, you will feel such a green paradise here, with trees everywhere. , villas are scattered among them.

This is undoubtedly an extremely huge project for the sand city in the desert.

The North District is the richest area in Shacheng. More than 80% of the rich people in Shacheng live here.

In Zhang Jianyang's eyes, the North District is no different from the beggar District. In the fantasy, Zhang Jianyang's residence, but in the heart of the world, the cost of the turf in the air is comparable to the cost of the whole North District. It's just that everything in the fantasy has been emptied. Zhang Jianyang is still Zhang Jianyang, but his identity is different. He is just a low-class resident now.

When buying a house here, in the early days, it was at least necessary to have the status of a medium resident to have the right to buy, but this purchase restriction order was abolished in just one week.

The reason is very simple. Will the people who can afford a house here be lower-class residents? Can low-class residents afford to buy a house here? Even if he is a low-class resident, as long as he can afford a house, he will be directly promoted to a middle-aged resident. At that time, the Resident Identity Bureau will come to them through the promotion procedures.

Yes, even the smallest villa in the North District is calculated on tens of millions. For low-class residents who spend hundreds or thousands of yuan, they may not be able to afford a toilet in the villa if they don't eat or drink all their lives.

Choosing to come to the North District to see the house, what Zhang Jianyang is looking at is that once you own a house here, you can promote the identity of the whole family to a higher level. Although Zhang Jianyang's two-star warrior is identified, he will also have the status of a medium-sized resident, but it is difficult for Zhang Jianyang's parents to enjoy this.

Society is realistic, and money is also needed to measure a person's identity.

Five years ago, Zhang Jianyang never reached the North District. At most, it was just a distant view. After all, Zhang Jianyang was just a young man who had never seen the world, and his identity could not appear in the North District.

The security force in the North District is not an ordinary security guard, but a team composed of star warriors to patrol alternately to ensure the safety here and give all the rich people in it the most stable and comfortable rest environment. Naturally, the cost of this property is ridiculously high, far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. But for the rich, this property management fee is nothing. As long as it is safe, the cost of hundreds of thousands of yuan is not a problem.

When Zhang Jianyang's pickup truck appeared in the North District, everything here really satisfied Zhang Jianyang. From the perspective of Shacheng, there is no place more suitable for people to live than here.

In the rich area, there are no people who drive pickup trucks, but the price of the pickup trucks they drive is not lower than that of luxury cars.

In contrast, Zhang Jianyang's pickup truck, not to mention the domestic one, is still dilapidated, especially the shape covered with bullet holes, which makes people feel extremely dangerous.

When entering the entrance of the North District, the cars lined up or side by side looked at the pickup truck in horror. God knew if this person was a thug. At that time, he suddenly turned into a car bomb. Didn't the people around him follow him to be buried?

This association is indeed a little rich, and the probability is pitifully low, but it cannot be said that it is impossible.

With this idea, the pickup truck opened by Zhang Jianyang was suddenly in the entrance, with a large space left and back, which was extremely conspicuous.

When Zhang Jianyang picked up the pickup truck, he was naturally stopped by the star warrior in charge of security here. First, he saluted and said indifferently mechanically, "Sir, please show your access card. If you are visiting relative, please register and show your ID card, relative's address, and communication number to follow me. We confirm your visit."

Zhang Jianyang smoked slowly. He took out his new mobile phone and pulled out a number: "Manager Wang, this is Zhang Jianyang. I was stopped at the entrance and exit of the North District. Can you come over?"