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The man felt his head turn green, and shouted angrily: "Your boyfriend, I'm still here, are you so eager to give me a cuckold?"

As a result, the woman scorned: "Just you, you are poor, you smoke, drink, wash your hair, gamble and are proficient in everything. You are an idiot, a pervert, and an idiot. I chose you because I was blind...I want Break up with you!"

"I'm an idiot" the man became angry with embarrassment: "You damn bitch, die for me!"

Fight!

"Dare to hit me? You're going to die!" The woman got even more angry, and Sapo scratched her hair and ears, and continued to catch the man until he was in a mess.

"Ah, go to hell"

"what"

The men and women immediately scuffled into a ball.

Jiang Chen crossed his legs, admiring the scene: "Happy!"

Afterwards, the tenants came to pay the rent one after another, throwing wads of money into Jiang Chen's snakeskin bag, and then noticed the scuffle between the men and women, wondering: "What are they doing?"

The corner of Jiang Chen's mouth twitched: "It's just a dog biting a dog..."

First, the rent collection is 152 million, which is a big bag.

Before leaving, some tenants couldn't help asking curiously: "Landlord, you can transfer money through WeChat, why do you have to collect it from every family? It's very hard."

Jiang Chen lightly smiled: "The feeling of receiving cash is different from the number of WeChat balance."

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Chapter 276 I despise running errands the most

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Jiang Chen drove a tricycle, carried a snakeskin bag, and wore slippers, and sat at the gate of the district with his legs crossed.

Start collecting rent.

The tenant hadn't arrived yet, at this time a Lexus worth more than 100 million parked in front of Jiang Chen.

Window rolls down.

A man stuck out his head: "Hey, isn't this Jiang Chen?"

Jiang Chen recognized him immediately: "Song Xiang?"

Song Xiang, Jiang Chen's former colleague, has a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes.

The time of resignation was also earlier than Jiang Chen.

Song Xiang shook his hand, inadvertently revealing the more than 40 Cartier starry sky watch in his hand, as well as the well-tailored suit, showing an extraordinary temperament.

"Oh, Jiang Chen, why are you here?"

There was enthusiasm on his face, making people feel like spring breeze, but his eyes quickly glanced at Jiang Chen's whole body.

Bad street slippers.

Rough snakeskin bag with some oil.

Although the T-shirt and jeans have good temperament, but I don't see any brand...

Song Xiang gave Jiang Chen a definition: Poor! !

I feel a lot better.

Seeing you have a bad life makes me happy.jpg!

This is a very good object of pretense, don't miss it!

Then, Song Xiang started to pretend.

"Jiang Chen, why did you mess up like this... Sigh, I was with you when I left the company. There is no future in that company. At that time, I thought you were a good person and wanted you to be with me I'll go out together!"

"It's a pity, you rejected me at the beginning, now you regret it, I have founded a company by myself now..."

"Wang Gan of the Wang family, do you know? Forget it, I guess you don't know this kind of top young master in the imperial capital, after all, your level is still too low..."

"I'm doing big business with Young Master Wang Gan..."

Song Xiang kept showing off: "My current business is extremely good, earning hundreds of thousands a month!"

"Look at me driving a car worth more than 100 million yuan: I slapped the body hard"

"Look at my watch, more than 40..."

"Look at my suit, more than 5 yuan, a big designer personally tailored it for me..."

"However, Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen, I still think you are a talent. If you are willing to follow me, I can still provide you with a job with a monthly salary of 8000..."

With that said, Song Xiang couldn't help revealing a concerned expression with his thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Jiang Chen smiled: "Wang Gan? Young Master of the Imperial Capital? Yours is that Wang Gan who likes to wear earrings, has a hooked nose, and whose hair likes to fall back?"

Song Xiang: "..."

The smile suddenly froze.

"You, do you know Young Master Wang Gan?"

Jiang Chen took out his mobile phone: "I still know him, I'll give him a call now..."

"Haha, just pretend!" Song Xiang suddenly laughed, "Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen, I didn't expect to see you in a few years, and you have learned to brag to be honest. How could you know Wang Gan, an imperial capital... ...big...less...well..."

Song Xiang suddenly seemed to be strangled by someone...

stuttered...

The smile fades away...

Because he saw four people walking out of the area and came to Jiang Chen.

"Landlord, here is this month's rent..."

"landlord,......"

He saw with his own eyes that stacks of red bills were casually thrown by Jiang Chen into the inferior snakeskin bag like trash...

Song Xiang's eyes widened, he pointed at Jiang Chen, and shouted in disbelief!