Ten property ownership certificates at the beginning of the game
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So what if she was good-looking! He could eat his good-looking face! She could do whatever she wanted just because she was good-looking! Looking at Lin Xiaoxiao and Su Lang chatting and laughing, Yang Zhichao almost exploded with anger.

He had organized a party, booked a hotel, and busied himself with everything…He had done so much just to send a message.

He was the main character of this gathering.

However, who would have thought that someone would actually kill their way out! Su Lang had stolen all the limelight from him.

Yang Zhichao glared at Su Lang and called the waiter to serve the dishes.

Soon, all the dishes were served.

The students began to push their glasses and toast each other.

Yang Zhichao gave Zhou Hao and the others a look, and they all walked towards Su Lang with their wine glasses.

"Old classmate, come, come, let's have a drink.”

"Su Lang, how long has it been since we last met? It's been two years, right?”

"Su Lang, let's have a drink too!"

“……”

He looked at Zhou Hao and the others who were fighting to toast him.

A faint smile appeared on Su Lang's face.

Su Lang knew what Yang Zhichao and the others were thinking.

They wanted to get themselves drunk so that they could embarrass themselves in front of Lin Xiaoxiao.

But who was Su Lang? A real estate agent.

Drinking was a common occurrence for Su Lang.

It wasn't that he wouldn't get drunk after drinking a thousand glasses, but it wasn't a problem for him to not fall over after drinking a hundred glasses.

"Since my old classmate wants to drink, then I'll risk my life to accompany you.”

Su Lang didn't say anything and poured himself a glass of wine.

Su Lang didn't reject anyone. After two rounds, nothing happened. On the contrary, Zhou Hao and the others were flushed.

"Come, come, Old Zhou, let's have another drink…"

Su Lang narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao's mouth twitched, and he felt the alcohol surging wildly in his stomach.

He almost couldn't hold back his breath.

"Hao 'zi, that's enough."

At this moment, Yang Zhichao walked up and patted Zhou Hao's shoulder. He then looked at Su Lang and said,""Su Lang, I think Hao Zi is almost done drinking. Why don't we have a few drinks?”

From the beginning, Yang Zhichao had been calculating Su Lang's alcohol tolerance.

Up until now, Su Lang had drunk 18 glasses of wine.

No matter how good his alcohol tolerance was, he was now an arrow at the end of its flight.

He was still too inexperienced to fight with him! Hearing Yang Zhichao's words, Lin Xiaoxiao frowned.""Class monitor, it should be enough. Su Lang has drunk enough.”

However, it would have been better if Lin Xiaoxiao didn't say it. Now that she said it, Yang Zhichao's already gloomy face darkened even more! Ignoring Lin Xiaoxiao's words, Yang Zhichao looked at Su Lang.""Su Lang, you won't be disrespectful, right?”

"Since the class monitor invited me, how could I refuse?”

He gave Lin Xiaoxiao a "Don't worry"

Su Lang filled his glass with wine, clinked glasses with Yang Zhichao, and then drank it all in one gulp.

One glass, two glasses, three glasses…After drinking several glasses of wine, Yang Zhichao's face flushed and his head felt dizzy.

He had an ominous feeling that he had been tricked by Su Lang! Putting down his glass quietly, Yang Zhichao said slowly,""Su Lang, let's continue what we were talking about. Didn't you say that you have ten shops in the city center? Where is the exact location?"

"Commercial pedestrian street."

"Commercial pedestrian street? Hahaha... Please, Su Lang, can you draft a draft before you brag?”

"Do you know how much a shop in the commercial pedestrian street costs? Ten rooms are worth tens of millions. Can you afford it?”

"How do you know that I can't afford it?”

"Hehe, who doesn't know how to brag? If you have the ability, show me the property ownership certificate.”

"The property ownership certificate is being processed."

“……”

The property ownership certificate was being processed? Hearing Su Lang's words, Yang Zhichao, Zhou Hao, Fang Lei, and the others burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha ~"

"Su Lang, can you be any more funny?”

"The property ownership certificate is being processed? Did you just buy it yesterday?"

"Old classmate, you have to pay attention to your limits when bragging.”

“……”

"Dong dong dong ~"

At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the private room.

Then, a middle-aged man walked in.

He was wearing a well-tailored suit and was tall and straight. He held a briefcase in his right hand and looked like a successful person.

"I'm Yang Zhichao, the organizer of this gathering. May I know who you are?" Yang Zhichao quickly walked up to him.”

However, the middle-aged man ignored Yang Zhichao. He looked around the room and asked,""Excuse me, Su Lang, is Mr. Su here?”

Su…Su Lang? Everyone was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Su Lang.

What was going on? Who was this person? Why are you looking for Su Lang? "And you are?"

Su Lang frowned. He didn't have any impression of this person in his memory.

"Mr. Su, I'm the territory's real estate manager, Gu Yaodong. The ownership certificates for the ten shops you bought have been processed. This is your ownership certificate and keys.”

As he spoke, Gu Yaodong took out a stack of red books from his handbag.

There were a few big words written on the covers of these red books.

"Certificate of immovable property rights"

In other words, it was a property ownership certificate in the common sense! Su Lang flipped open the deed and saw his name written on it-Su Lang! One, two, three…ten books, ten real estate certificates, which meant ten shops! "Hu ~"

Even though Su Lang had already accepted the system's decision, the moment the 10 real estate certificates landed in his hands, Su Lang's heart still couldn't help but beat wildly.

50 million! This was a total of 50 million! "Thank you."

"This is what I should do. If Mr. Smith doesn't have any other instructions, I'd like to leave.”

"Please…"

Soon, Gu Yaodong left, but the entire private room was as quiet as death.

No one expected things to turn out like this. Someone actually sent Su Lang ten property ownership certificates! Su Lang's lips curled up as he looked at Yang Zhichao."Class monitor, didn't you want to see the property ownership certificate? Here, the property ownership certificate is here."

Yang Zhichao was still in a daze. He could hardly believe what he was seeing.

Su Lang was just a small real estate agent. How could he own ten shops?

Impossible, absolutely impossible! Without any hesitation, Yang Zhichao grabbed a property ownership certificate and read it carefully.

However, in the next second, his legs trembled violently.

He fell to the ground, his face ashen.

Su Lang's name was written in the column of the real estate owner! "Fake, it's all fake!"

"I don't believe it! You, Su Lang, are just a small real estate agent. How can you own ten shops?”

Yang Zhichao was very proud. He was the class monitor. In terms of studies, he was better than Su Lang. In terms of family, he was better than Su Lang. In terms of ability, he was even better than Su Lang.

He was now his own boss and had an annual income of a million.

And Su Lang was just a bitter worker.

Other than his looks, he could almost crush Su Lang.

Originally, he was the well-deserved protagonist of this gathering.

But now, all his limelight had been stolen by Su Lang! His original million-yuan net worth was just a joke in front of Su Lang.

He couldn't even be compared to Su Lang.

He couldn't accept it. He couldn't accept everything that had happened! " The most important thing for humans is to face reality…"

"Haha…"

Su Lang chuckled and turned to look at Lin Xiaoxiao.

"Goddess Lin, let's go together?"

"Alright…"

Lin Xiaoxiao stood up immediately and left the room with Su Lang.

……

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