Metropolis drama: Starting from the bet with Tan Zongming
39 . The Transformation of Loushan Pass

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"Listen to my explanation. It's not what Wenchang said.”

A furious curse caused Zhang Chengcheng to panic.

"Explain what? What else is there to explain?"

"What else do you have to deny after being caught red-handed?“

"Can't you forgive me? I really know my mistake. Yuxiang, let me meet Wenchang and explain it to him.”

Seeing more and more people on the road, Tan Yuxiang didn't want to sit with Zhang Cheng anymore.

After all, this kind of thing was not very glorious.

Although Xu Wenchang wasn't at fault, gossip was terrible. Tan Yuxiang didn't want to make this matter known to everyone.

"Zhang Chengcheng, I won't tell you where my aunt is. Stop pestering me and take care of yourself!”

Tan Yuxiang, why can't you let me see my husband? Who are you to him?“

"Hurry up and hand over my husband, or else…"

It was useless to say anything, so Zhang Chengcheng started to act shamelessly.

"Get lost! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you. Zhang Chengcheng, you know I can do that.”

Looking at the fierce eyes and cold expression, Zhang Chengcheng tactfully shut his mouth.

She knew Tan Yuxiang's temper and personality.

After Zhang Chengcheng left, Tan Yuxiang called a few private detectives and asked them to follow Zhang Chengcheng.

Then, he dialed Luo Bin's phone and briefly explained the matter to Luo Bin.

"Don't worry, I won't let Old Xu suffer, as long as you can find evidence that Zhang Chengcheng is with another man. Old Xu bought the house and earned the money. As long as they went to court, they would be able to get their money and house back.”

"How is Old Xu now? Are you in a good mood?"

"By the way, kid, when did you become a real estate salesman? I'm actually the last to know. You're not being honest at all.”

Luo Bin's tone on the phone carried some blame.

"Old Luo, I saw that you were busy before, so I didn't want to disturb you.”

"Besides, I plan to resign now and start my own business.”

The two of them chatted on the phone for a long time. After hanging up, Tan Yuxiang finally felt relieved.

He had a rough understanding of Zhang Chengcheng.

This woman's heart was very fragile. To put it bluntly, she was a child who had not grown up yet.

Her family was poor, but she was just a little good-looking. Logically speaking, a middle-class person like Xu Wenchang would not marry such a person who would not be of any help to his career or spiritual life.

However, the world was fickle. Zhang Chengcheng's love and ability to act coquettishly really made Xu Wenchang feel like he was in a tight spot.

In order to ensure that this matter could be resolved in the shortest time possible, Tan Yuxiang took out another Bad Luck Card and wrote Zhang Chengcheng's name on it.

As long as Zhang Chengcheng couldn't find Xu Wenchang and couldn't vent his suppressed emotions, he would definitely find that pretty boy in the end.

When the time came, the evidence would be conclusive, and Zhang Cheng's room and money would be taken back.

All these years, she had been relying on Xu Wenchang to support her. Zhang Chengcheng, who had to spend more than 10,000 yuan a month on food and drink, had lost his life because of the decline in his quality of life and the departure of that pretty boy.

Zhang Chengcheng would fall into a deep sense of self-blame.

After dealing with everything.

When Tan Yuxiang returned home, Xu Wenchang was already gone.

There was a letter on the table. In the letter, Xu Wenchang said that he planned to go out for a walk alone. He wouldn't do anything stupid or take things too hard. He told Tan Yuxiang not to worry and to take care of the shop.

Tan Yuxiang took out his phone and called Xu Wenchang, but he couldn't get through.

He let out a long sigh with a helpless expression.

In the evening, Lou Shanguan called and said that he had contacted Boss Huang, who was superstitious about Feng Shui. He wanted to buy a house with a prosperous culture for his wife to live in.

"Prosperous literary fortune?"

Tan Yuxiang was a little confused when he heard these words. Then he remembered the excitement of Uncle and Aunt Yan when they found out that Gong Beibei and her husband had a PhD degree.

"Okay, then make an appointment with Boss Huang. I'll take him to see the house tomorrow.”

The next morning, Tan Yuxiang came to the shop early and found Lou Shanguan already sitting in his seat.

"Xiaolou, you're early."

"Just arrived, just arrived!"

Loushan Pass smiled awkwardly.

"When is Boss Huang coming?"

"He said it was around nine o'clock."

"Yesterday, I asked you to look for a house where highly educated people live or a house where the top scholar or doctor lives. Did you find it?“

Lou Shanguan took out a piece of paper and handed it to Tan Yuxiang.

"Brother Tan, the houses that meet your requirements are all here.”

"Alright, now use this address as a starting point and make a road map. Choose three to four houses with different styles of decoration and prices. Remember, each set must be representative, and the journey cannot exceed ten minutes.“

Loushan Pass nodded repeatedly, picked up the documents, opened the map, and began to plan.

Tan Yuxiang nodded in satisfaction as he watched the hardworking people at Loushan Pass.

During this period of time, he had seen the changes in Loushan Pass.

After the deal was made, he also knew to treat everyone to a meal and a drink. Although the prices of the items were not expensive, it was a token of his appreciation.

She didn't bring any more food, and the smell of food was gone.

He also knew how to reflect on his work and work hard. He was no longer like before, who only knew how to work hard but did not know how to choose a direction.

He didn't know what his aunt had said to this guy that could actually make him change so much.

Not long after, a man with a buzz cut and a briefcase stepped out of a Rolls-Royce Phantom.

"Xiaolou, where is the house you mentioned? Quickly bring me to take a look."

Behind the man was a middle-aged man in white training clothes, holding a fan and a string of red bracelets. He looked like a sage-like man.

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