Reborn 92's Business Tycoon

Chapter 614: Accident

When Feng Yiping showed his face, Ma Ling, who was far away in the United States, ran into some trouble.

It was still cold in Washington in March.

During the lunch break at Georgetown University, Ma Ling, wearing a chunky cable-knit cardigan, was still conducting 'food recovery' on campus.

However, after more than a year of persistence and influence, she now has several students around her who share the same views as her, and the strength has finally grown a bit.

However, at this time, she did not look well. Finally, she could not hold back, dropped what she was holding, and ran to the side to dry heave.

A guy who obviously cared about her a lot, and who might have joined the event just for her, asked with concern, 'What's wrong? Do you want me to go to the hospital with you?'

'It's nothing,' Ma Ling shook her head, 'It just smelled really bad over there,'

It wasn't nothing.

The next morning, as soon as she entered the dining room, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and run to the bathroom as soon as she smelled the smell, throwing up and turning pale.

She couldn't participate in the food collection at noon at all, and as soon as she smelled the peculiar smell, she couldn't help but dry heave.

Something was definitely wrong, so she immediately made an appointment with the doctor.

The next afternoon, holding the test report in her hands, Ma Ling felt dizzy. She took out her phone at once to make a call, but in the end, she was unable to press the dial key.

...

At this time, thousands of miles away in Las Vegas, a few people from a provincial inspection team gathered together like they had lost their parents. Some contacted the local consulate, while others reported the situation to the relevant departments incoherently.

Many of them secretly regretted it: Had they lost their heads? Why had they tried so hard to get on this delegation?

Three days later, the provincial capital's daily newspaper published a news report: The deputy mayor, who was inspecting water conservancy projects in the Great Lakes region of North America, had suffered a stroke during the inspection and unfortunately died in the line of duty.

However, what puzzled some people was that the newspaper didn't say a word about what was going to happen to the deputy mayor's body.

Afterwards, some unharmonious rumours spread, why should the deputy mayor, who was supposed to be inspecting the Great Lakes in the northeast of the United States, have died in Las Vegas in the west of the country? The Great Lakes don't flow into Nevada.

Oh, maybe American Airlines used an outdated and incorrect map. As everyone knows, even the US Air Force and Navy often make such mistakes, so it is understandable that civil aviation occasionally makes one.

Even this map was just a bit too wrong.

In addition, there are various interpretations of the cause of the deputy mayor's cerebral hemorrhage. Anyway, in a place like Las Vegas, there are really too many possibilities. But one thing is certain: this cause is, in nine cases out of ten, has nothing to do with work.

However, these rumors were only spread in a small circle. The Chinese have always regarded death as more important than life. The deceased is gone, so let's not dwell on this anymore!

Besides, the government also has a face to keep.

However, the occurrence of this incident still brought some unexpected results.

The butterfly effect says that the occasional flutter of a butterfly's wings in the Amazon rainforest may cause a tornado in Texas two weeks later.

Our old saying goes that misfortune breeds happiness, and happiness breeds misfortune.

These sayings are a bit too profound, but many people understand the truth that someone else's misfortune may be your good fortune.

In April, the provincial capital's spring housing fair opened in grand style at the newly built exhibition hall. Liu Jizhong, who always likes to show off, spent a large sum of money to rent a 200-square-metre exhibition hall in the prime location and organised a wide range of activities.

For example, there were scantily clad, eye-catching beauties dancing; for example, there was a host similar to those on TV shopping shows, screaming his lungs out as he hosted the audience's prize draws; and for example, every two hours, ten girls dressed like beer girls, carrying big signs for Xiangjiang Manor, would parade around the exhibition hall for a week...

Naturally, customers who made a deal at the exhibition would also enjoy various discounts.

The effect was really good. His exhibition hall was packed with people, and boxes of promotional materials were handed out one after the other, always disappearing in no time.

Liu Jishan, who watched this lively scene, sincerely told his younger brother, 'You made the right decision at the beginning,'

Liu Jizhong was naturally very proud, but he was still relatively sober, 'It's just that there are a lot of people watching, and so far, no one has bought a set,'

'It's just opened, they always want to compare. Don't worry, when they come back, it'll be time to sign the contract,' Liu Jishan was more confident than his brother.

Sure enough, because of the good location and moderate price of Xiangjiang Manor, many people really returned to the Xiangjiang Manor booth after looking around the exhibition hall to discuss the details with the sales representatives.

At 11 o'clock, the first purchase contract was signed, even though this house was really a castle in the air at this time.

After that, it was unstoppable. Within an hour, 20 contracts were signed. The Liu brothers were relieved. Liu Jishan said with a smile, 'I told you so,'

and Liu Jizhong waved happily, "Let's go eat,'

as he looked at the exhibition booths, which were still bustling at mealtime. He smiled and said to his brother, "Do you know what I can smell?'

'The smell of lunch boxes?'

'No, the smell of money,' Liu Jizhong said, pointing at the exhibition booths. 'There is such a huge demand, so we must speed up our next move,'

Then, as he walked out of the exhibition hall, he smelled another kind of smell.

In the square in front of the exhibition hall, there were several television broadcast vans. Next to one of them, Shen Xue, the former number one actress, was also standing there eating a lunch box.

This scene, as seen by Liu Jizhong, had a somewhat miserable and down-and-out flavour.

However, he had a good memory, and after taking a quick look, he was pulled by his eldest brother and walked towards the other side. Such a woman was not someone he could think about.

Who knew that as soon as he turned around, someone behind him shouted, 'Mr Liu?' It seemed to be the voice he had longed for.

'Let's go, second brother,' Liu Jishan desperately pulled his brother out.

Liu Jizhong turned his head and saw that Shen Xue had put down her lunch box, straightened her hair with her hands, and walked over to them with a smile.

Perhaps it was because old wounds had healed, or perhaps it was because the bright future of the real estate industry had emboldened him, but when he saw Shen Xue coming over to them, Liu Jizhong put all else behind him, shook off his brother, and went to meet her.

'We meet again,' Shen Xue even took the initiative to hold out her hand.

Liu Jizhong, like a novice, grabbed her hand and didn't want to let go. He also said something like a novice, "Have you eaten? Why don't we eat together?'

Shen Xue let go of his hand with a smile, "Great! It so happens that this box of food is really bad,'

Watching this scene, Liu Jishan's heart hated it. This second son, who has vision and courage, just always loves to get himself into trouble.

However, in front of Shen Xue, he dared not show the slightest sign of discontent. 'Ms Shen, it's an honour to meet you,'

'It's nice to see you again, Mr Liu,' Shen Xue at this time was very different from the last time she accepted his card, very approachable.

The huge contrast made Liu Jishan feel uneasy. During the meal, as he watched his brother chatting with Shen Xue, he kept wondering if there would be another warning call in the evening.

Strangely, nothing happened that day, nor the next. On the third day, Liu Jizhong couldn't wait to tell his secretary to send a bouquet of flowers to Shen Xue, as usual.

This continued until the end of the housing fair, and the expected warning never came.

Liu Jizhong was overjoyed and continued with the flower offensive. He also tried to call Shen Xue a few times, although he was unable to arrange a date. However, he could tell that Shen Xue seemed to appreciate his actions this time.

In hope and torment, this flower offensive continued for a month. Finally, the goddess in Liu Jizhong's heart agreed to his request to go out to dinner together.