118: C118 The Reason Why He Came to Jiang City

C118 The Reason Why He Came to Jiang City

Le Youyou took out her phone and opened the two-dimensional code on WeChat. He scanned it and added her on WeChat.

After a moment, he sent the photo to her.

Le Youyou wiped her lips again. "You wait downstairs first. I will give the photo to them. I will look for you after I get the contract for the land. "

"I don't like to wait for people. " He stretched out his hand and his assistant immediately took out a note and pen and handed them to him.

He wrote an address on the note: "We'll meet here then. "

He handed the note to Le Youyou. Le Youyou took it and deliberately asked, "If you don't block me here, aren't you afraid that I will leave Jiang City after I get the land?"

He smiled arrogantly. "You don't dare. "

"I might dare. "

"If you dare to make fun of me, then you have to be prepared to take the blow. "

After Gong Mingchuan finished speaking, he brought his men into the elevator. Before he left, he suddenly turned his head, and a sharp light shot out from the bottom of his eyes. "Why is your surname Fesaer? What is your real name?"

"You don't need to ask what my name is. Just call me Miss Fesaer. "

Le Youyou turned around and entered Lee Youran's room.

She left without looking back, without any hesitation.

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The man got into the car, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and then threw it out of the window into the trash can.

For the sake of that piece of land, he packed his kiss and gave it away!

The driver was Heizi. "Young Master, what's wrong?"

. . . "It's a little disgusting. "

However, it was not that disgusting.

That kiss had a sense of familiarity.

His phone rang and he saw the name on the screen - No. 1. He frowned and there was a hint of impatience between his eyebrows. However, after thinking about it, he still pressed the answer button.

A woman's panicked voice came from inside, "Mingchuan, I accidentally spilled the soup on Qianxun. . . "

Gong Mingchuan immediately became anxious. "How's the heat? Did you go to see a doctor?"

"It's just that my skin is red. It's nothing serious. . . "

" Nothing serious? " Gong Mingchuan laughed coldly. "Then why did you call me?"

"Don't do this to me. The woman started to cry. "I didn't come to find you. Sister Susu asked me to come to Jiang City to find you. "

" Enough! Take good care of Qianxun and Gong San! " The man pressed the button and said to Heizi, "Heizi, go back! Hurry up. "

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Le Youyou took a picture of her phone in front of Lee Youran. " I have already kissed him. Young Master Li, can you give me that piece of land now? "

Lee Youran looked at her strangely and said, Yes. " The contract is there. My mother has already signed it. You can take it away after you sign it. Don't forget to make two copies of it. "

He had planned to give this piece of land to her from the beginning.2

He would undoubtedly choose the Fesaer family and Gong family.

Le Youyou signed the contract very quickly and said goodbye to Lee Youran.

"I hope Fesaer's family will build Jiang City even better. " Lee Youran was not interested in her and said: "It's good to go. I won't see you out. "

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This piece of land was the neighborhood she lived in when she was young. Because the mountains were close to the water, the natural environment was superior. Gong's wanted to tear this place down and build a wild zoo, the same animal world as France.

Fesaer's family wanted to build a children's paradise.

Building a children's paradise was Fesaer's idea. That was why his mother, Yu Fei, strongly supported him. Youyou, who was their assistant, rushed over without stopping to help him fulfill his wish.

She really loved Fesaer too much.

"Miss. . . " Qiu Hao pushed open the door and walked in. "We have already checked. Gong Mingchuan came to Jiang City two months ago. He bought a villa near that piece of land to live in. It seems that he really has the ambition to build a zoo. . . "

Youyou narrowed her eyes. "There are so many cities in Z Country. Why did you choose Jiang City?"

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