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Today, the stairs seemed very steep and long.

Meng Hua floated from the ground floor to the third floor and began to pant. He even panted a few times in a row. He had only taken the fifth step, but he seemed to be unable to move.

Ever since he was fined that day, he felt like there was something stuck in his throat that he couldn't spit out. His heart was always stuffy. He hadn't slept well these few nights, especially before Ziyi fell asleep. He didn't dare to blink at all, afraid that he would reveal the secrets of heaven by talking in his sleep.

Climbing the stairs, which were originally not difficult at all, was even more tiring than climbing Wawu Mountain that year.

He really didn't want to move. He stood down and looked at the wide space of the corridor and the tall buildings outside.

This was a residential area with nearly 500 households. It was his masterpiece and the first commercial housing area in the county with the best greenery and the most humane property management. It was also the first big achievement he had just retired from the audit bureau.

To commemorate the occasion, he had left a four-bedroom split-level nest on the sixth floor by the river for himself.

When he was staying in the nest, he said to his wife,"Baby, although it's easy for us to make money, we can't forget that we started from scratch. If it weren't for our father's reputation, I wouldn't have been so successful." Leaving this nest behind is our old nest. They would live here forever in the future. No matter how rich they were, they could not leave. Besides, they could see far from here, and the river wind often sobered them up so that they wouldn't be blinded by the heat of victory.

Meng Hua was still panting, and his face was slightly red. Probably because of his own mistake? For the past few days, he had been calling this incident a mistake in his life. In fact, the words he had said to Ziyi had always been squeezed in his mind, but when he met Zhang Yuanyuan in Lingdan County, he had been swept away by the overwhelming passion for a short period of time.

The rows of buildings in front of him triggered endless thoughts.

At that time, everything was cheap. One mu of land was less than 100,000 yuan, and the houses sold were less than 1,000 yuan per square meter. But even so, they could still earn a net profit of one house out of four.

That money was really good! He smiled like a child who had just received his lucky money.

At that time, he didn't need to worship God. With the old man's reputation, he could travel everywhere without any hindrance. He didn't need to pay attention to the exorbitant taxes that were levied on him. As long as he didn't want to, no one could touch his company. However, he was the entrepreneur with the most charitable donations in the county.

Yes, that was the last two years of the 20th century and the 21st century. Ziyi's father was also the director of Yahong County's People's Congress and a member of the provincial and municipal committee. His father-in-law had retired from the county head. He was incorruptible like a farmer with neither physical strength nor brain. He still had nothing even when he was old. However, he was respected by everyone. No matter the old or young, as long as they saw Ziyi's father, they would all respect him. No one had ever called him Luo Jingshan behind his back. It was always County Head Luo who called him by his name. As time passed, not many people knew his real name.

His father-in-law often taught his son-in-law to be upright and approachable, and not to flaunt his name everywhere. It's just that in a place like ours that only recognizes money and power, the signboard of relying on others has become his amulet and pioneer. No matter where he went, Ze Menghua would be looked at in a different light. When it came to handling big and small matters, as long as he opened his mouth, he would definitely be captured.

When the building was completed, the post office, the Land and Resources Bureau, China United, and China Mobile all came to take care of his business. The benefits for the employees and the rewards for the leaders were all taken from his masterpiece. Although they had also taken a lot of benefits from him, most of the profits were in his bowl.

Just this batch of properties alone had earned him a net profit of nearly 20 million yuan.

That was his first bucket of gold.

He lit a cigarette and asked himself," Am I really old? Old and brainless?

In fact, he was not too old. He had just turned forty-eight a few days ago. In the past few years, he had come here in glory. Everything had gone smoothly. His wife took care of all the affairs at home, and he had a capable assistant outside. He only took a glance and signed a few words. When he was free, he invited three or five friends to hunt in the mountains and brought a few brothers out to travel. After playing more and being much happier, he naturally forgot his age. He always felt that he was full of energy like a young man in his twenties.

On the night of the accident, he lay in bed and said to his wife, Am I getting old, baby?

No, you still look the same when I met you. Ziyi said gently and honestly under the dim light.

Ziyi fell asleep. He hugged his wife and reflected," I'm already forty-eight? He didn't even step on empty feet when he was young. How could such a thing happen at this age? He thought about it for the entire night with a bitter face.

He took two puffs of his cigarette and continued to climb upstairs.

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