Zhu Shican's somewhat deliberate words successfully attracted Wu Jisheng's attention. He deliberately increased the pronunciation of the word "六文", probably to make Wu Jisheng understand that his relationship with me is really close.

"It turns out that Mr. Shi and Mr. Thirteen knew each other very early?" Wu Jisheng smiled and walked to me with a wine glass.

I picked up the cigarette box and handed him a cigarette, "It's not long, but I'm just a good match."

"Just heard from the Thirteenth Master that Mr. Shi's previous project was a fairy tale apartment near Weigang? Did that one get a lot of money? I heard it was a renovation project of an unfinished building?"

This fat man finally talked about the topic I wanted to mention. I immediately pretended to be calm, "That's just lucky. What's the point of making money? It's good for a poor boy like me. If it were Mr. Wu, it probably wouldn't even look at him."

Wu Jisheng laughed, holding the cup as if he was trying hard to fight me, "Not bad, you little brother is a bit interesting! Thirteenth Young Master, you have such a fun friend around you, why didn't you introduce him to Old Wu earlier? He actually pretended to be poor here. Who doesn't know that your Thirteenth Young Master is either rich or noble?"

I didn't explain, let him talk nonsense. The cannon temper developed in the military camp was probably like this. But dealing with such people is easier, driving pigs in the alley and going straight.

Zhu Shican also explained, "Shi Lei, don't pay attention to Lao Wu. He is just a straight temper and says wherever he thinks."

"Are you honest? Did Mr. Wu be a soldier before?" I asked knowingly, which almost rolled my eyes.

Wu Jisheng laughed again, "You guessed that, Old Wu is a veteran. He was old and couldn't do it when he was old and could not do it."

I pretended to be surprised to guess the other party’s identity, “Oh, it turns out that Mr. Wu has really been a soldier, and a soldier is just honest! I wonder where Mr. Wu has made a fortune recently?”

Now Wu Jisheng's pain was in the middle of this. He immediately changed to a sad face, "I'm still getting rich, and I'm about to go bankrupt!"

Seeing that Wu Jisheng didn't say anything, I didn't want to ask, so I had to look at Zhu Shican as if he wanted help.

Zhu Shican understood it and immediately continued, "It's a coincidence that you two are destined to be destined to be destined. Old Wu and Shi Lei have now taken over the sales project of Weiming's project in Haifu Lane. You two can have a discussion."

"Oh? So, Mr. Wu also has a piece of land in Haifu Lane?"

Wu Jisheng sighed, "Oh, I'm still talking about that broken land. When I saw Tianhong Real Estate diving in, I guess I could borrow the east wind. Unexpectedly, Tianhong saw that it was difficult to develop there, so he would rather lose money than sell the entire project to Weiming. Weiming doesn't care. Anyway, it's just a face project, and it doesn't make money. I originally wanted to hold on. At least make hard money. Who knew that the damn Guangdian Group bought a large house, and now the surrounding housing prices have declined. I guess I lost to my grandma's house. I wish I could cut the money like Tianhong and sell it to Weiming together."

As he said that, he looked at me, "Since Mr. Shi outsourced Weiming's sales project, I must be very familiar with Weiming, right? If you have time, please ask me if they would like to take over my plate?"

I pretended to be extremely surprised on my face, and I was actually proud that I finally let the fat man say it out. The next thing was easy. I glanced at Zhu Shican and nodded slightly. It seemed that it was almost time to say it out.

"Mr. Wu, since you are also a good friend of Thirteenth Young Master, I don't want to hide it from you and tell you the truth. You must keep that piece of land in your hands. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be good news soon." I sincerely helped Wu Jisheng's cup with wine.

Wu Jisheng was naturally extremely puzzled after hearing what I said. He never thought I would say such a thing. In his eyes, I was useless except being Zhu Shican’s friend, and I had millions of assets to help Weiming do a sales planner. For him, it was just a porridge money. Just such a guy with a very "soft-for-nothing" temperament suddenly said absolutely guiding conversations. How could he not surprise this fat man?

But he probably understood that if I was talking nonsense with him, Zhu Shican would have to stop me first. Since he was still drinking the wine leisurely and his eyes were not even on the girl beside him, it was obvious that there was a mystery in my words.

"Oh? Mr. Shi said this..."

I smiled slightly, "To be honest, this matter is not completely finalized yet, so it is not convenient for me to talk to Mr. Wu. In short, I have a look and the progress is going well. Mr. Wu should not rush to cash out for the time being, as it will be clear within a month."

Seeing that I refused to say it, Wu Jisheng stopped asking questions and just nodded at me, "No matter what, I will thank Mr. Shi first. In a month, Mr. Wu can still afford to delay it, but I don't understand. Can your project planning drive the surrounding land prices?"

"Haha, don't worry about this Mr. Wu. If I have any confidence, I wouldn't dare to talk nonsense here? Besides, it's in front of the two seniors. If what I'm doing now goes well, I believe that Mr. Wu will get a good reward. If something goes wrong in the middle, I will notify Mr. Wu as soon as possible to avoid losses. Shi Lei will be uneasy."

By this time, Fatty Wu probably understood a little. He narrowed his eyes and asked me with a smile, "Okay, this is related to the commercial secrets, so Wu won't ask. However, Wu still doesn't understand. Since Mr. Shi's words are so conscientious, why don't you just cooperate with Weiming to eat my land? Do you bite your hand if you have too much money?"

I had expected this reaction from Fatty Wu before. If he couldn't even react, I would have to think carefully about why he hasn't gone bankrupt over the years.

So I ignored it and shook my head and said, "There is no difference between Mr. Wu and Weiming making money, right?"

"Oh? If Weiming makes money, you at least have a commission to get a commission!"

This fat man is still testing me. Do you have to tell you that one plus one equals two?

"Haha, it seems that Mr. Wu doesn't think much of me, a late student, is going to be the last one!"

"How do you say this?"
Chapter completed!