Zhang Kun's face suddenly became cold, and he was misunderstood or underestimated one after another. Even Zhang Kun's good temper could not bear it anymore.

He looked at the so-called Mr. Jin coldly and said slowly, word by word: "I really want to build a house!"

Zhang Kun spoke very slowly, and his colleague stared at Mr. Jin's eyes fiercely.

However, Zhang Kun's rare strength was completely ignored by President Jin, and President Jin spread his hands helplessly.

"This classmate, we are really busy. You should try another one!"

As soon as Mr. Jin said this, Zhang Kun's eyes trembled, and then he turned around and left without saying a word.

He was so angry that there were really some things that were being introduced to the door?

But just as Zhang Kun walked out of the door, Xiao Li's vague voice came from inside: "Mr. Jin, you are still powerful. I refuse to leave no matter how much I say it. As a result, you sent it in a few words."

Zhang Kun's eyes trembled violently, and then he resisted the urge to turn around and go back immediately, and quickly left the place with a cold face.

Zhang Kun did not leave, but went to the nearest China Construction Bank and directly swiped his card to withdraw 200,000 yuan in cash.

This is due to the ten million or ten million cash deposits given by Liu Chengde, and Zhang Kun's original ordinary-level bank card was directly upgraded to the highest-level private bank card.

Otherwise, if you don’t make an appointment in advance, how could Zhang Kun get 200,000 yuan in cash?

With the careful greeting of the bank manager, Zhang Kun got 200,000 brand new red tickets as fast as possible.

Zhang Kun took the ordinary red fabric handbag casually, and then came to the Hongshan Construction Co., Ltd. again with a cold face.

There were still waiter Xiao Li and the so-called Mr. Jin in the hall. They were sitting behind the desk chatting. When they saw someone walking into the door, they quickly turned around and looked.

However, when they saw that it was Zhang Kun, there was a hint of bitter smile and helplessness on their faces, and Mr. Jin even stood up directly: "This classmate..."

However, before Zhang Kun could finish his words, he threw the handbag on Mr. Jin's desk coldly.

The very ordinary red handbag was thrown away casually, and the untied bag hit the desk. Three or four neatly arranged old people's heads were thrown out and scattered on Mr. Jin's desk.

The old man's head is brand new and shines with a seductive light.

Xiao Li and Mr. Jin behind the desk were both stunned and stared blankly at the three or four stacks of old men's heads that suddenly fell out.

But he deserves to be the word "General" in his hand. Mr. Jin quickly came to his senses, and then he quickly brought a warm and kind smile on his face.

"Oh, I said, why did I see the magpie shouting at the door when I came out today? Sure enough, there was a distinguished guest coming to the door. I was really sorry just now, misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

"This classmate, please sit down, please sit down, what, Xiao Li, why are you watching? Where is the best tea in our company?"

"No, wait, this classmate shouldn't like drinking tea, so what, Coke, Sprite, Red Bull, and orange juice, bring all one bottle."

As he said that, Mr. Jin hurriedly walked out of the desk and stood in front of Zhang Kun, with an apology smile on his face, leading Zhang Kun to the reception area.

Until Zhang Kun was taken to the sofa in the reception area and sat down, Mr. Jin said apologetically: "This classmate, your surname is yours. Look, I was really embarrassed just now. You don't know that many young classmates have come to do social surveys these two days."

"What do you say is to do, the pros and cons of young people in social work."

"These high school teachers are all free to do it, and they arranged such summer homework for those students. As a result, they just had two days off, and I have been here five or six groups of young students who said they wanted to discuss building a house."

"Well, so, please understand that we are not deliberately neglecting."

Hearing Mr. Jin's explanation, Zhang Kun's eyes trembled and then he smiled bitterly.

Well, I just said that although I look young, I am not so despised. It turns out that I have been affected by the fish in the pond.

However, the pros and cons of young people in social work? Good guy, are middle school students now starting to do such social surveys?

Thinking of this, looking at Mr. Jin's apology, Zhang Kun's anger finally slowly dissipated. Then he sighed helplessly and looked at Mr. Jin: "Don't let your surname be Zhang, just call me Zhang Kun, so now we can talk?"

"Of course, of course!" Mr. Jin nodded quickly, and at this time, the waiter Xiao Li also walked over with a tray, with several bottles of various drinks on it, as well as the red cloth bag, Zhang Kun's one.

After putting down the drink, the waiter immediately put the cloth bag in front of Zhang Kun: "Sir, I'm really sorry for what happened just now. It's my fault. This is your wallet. Do you see if there are any more?"

This money is not anything else, so it is better to keep it with the customer before the business is negotiated.

Besides, just in case, if it is not done well, if the customer says that the money in his wallet is less, it will be hard to explain.

Zhang Kun took the wallet and did not make it difficult for the waiter. Although Zhang Kun was very angry before, he now knew the reason and was not so angry.

Moreover, although what the waiter said before made Zhang Kun very upset, he did not say a single bad thing after all. It was just a negligence, so Zhang Kun did not continue to pursue anything.

After taking the purse, Zhang Kun looked directly at Mr. Jin and mentioned the old story again: "I want to build a house!"

The same sentence, but with that bag of money as the foundation, the effect was completely different. As soon as Zhang Kun finished speaking, Mr. Jin quickly nodded with a smile.

"It's easy to say, what house Mr. Zhang wants to build? Are there any engineering drawings? What is the approximate budget?"

Regarding this question, Zhang Kun took out a piece of A4 paper from his travel bag behind him and handed it over.

Zhang Kun was not idle either during the time he went to help Liu Chengde, because since he had made up his mind to help Shiqiao Primary School change the old house, the design drawings would definitely be needed, so Zhang Kun was fiddling with these things along the way whenever he had time.

He drew all his expectations for the future Shiqiao Primary School on this piece of paper.

As for the budget, Zhang Kun said directly: "You can see how much money you need in the design drawing, then how much is it. My only requirement is one word, 'Okay'!"

When Mr. Jin heard Zhang Kun’s words, his eyes immediately lit up. He had no budget? That means that the money is not capped?

The smile on Mr. Jin's face was of course extremely bright, and then quickly took the drawing handed over by Zhang Kun, and then looked carefully.

After a while, Mr. Jin nodded silently from time to time, muttering constantly.

"Oh, so that's it, ah, there is also a wall, greening..."
Chapter completed!