It seems that the Na Group is indeed interested in that piece of land, but there is too little information and only a few words, I can't tell the psychological valuation of the land.

"Brother Liao, I need to see the details of this."

Tan Xiaotian transferred the notebook to Liao Qizhi.

Liao Qizhi glanced a few times, "I'm afraid this will start with the real estate branch of Na's Group. It's OK, but it takes time."

Tan Xiaotian nodded and lowered his voice, "Brother Liao, I'm going to invest in a plot of land recently. Is there any way to make the first friend lose his composure and have no time to take care of this plot of land?"

Liao Qizhi smiled, "He is in chaos now, Guoheng's bank account is still closed! He and Jing Linjia have been in contact all day long and want to unblock it as soon as possible, so they have no intention of doing anything else, right?"

"It's not enough, it's best to let him leave Yanjing for a while."

Tan Xiaotian shook his head.

Liao Qizhi thought about it seriously, "Feng Laoqi is in my hands now. He knows that there are many secret things about his friend. I will go back and ask, but I can't guarantee that it will work."

**** In a farmhouse in the outskirts of Yanjing, Feng Laoqi wore a pair of big shorts, sat under a big tree to enjoy the cool air, and a big palm fan shook quickly.

Two young men, one guarding the door and the other squatting under the eaves.

In fact, there is no need for them to watch so tightly. If you let Feng Laoqi run away now, he wouldn't dare.

Liao Qizhi's hands are enough for him to sentence him to ten years. He now has a heartfelt fear of Liao Qizhi.

The gate of the courtyard was slapped, and Liao Qizhi's voice came from outside, "Open the door!"

The young man guarding the door quickly opened the door. Liao Qizhi walked in with a large bag of food. The driver behind him carried two boxes of beer and followed him.

Feng Laoqi stood up like an electric shock, and kept nodding and bowing, "Mr. Liao, you are lucky."

"I'm so frustrated to live here?

But there is no way. The police outside are looking for you, so I can only feel wronged. Come on, I brought some food and let's talk while eating."

His subordinates hurriedly moved a small table under the tree. Liao Qizhi made a small stool and sat opposite Feng Laoqi. He opened a bottle of beer with his teeth and handed it to Feng Laoqi, and he also opened a bottle of it.

Feng Laoqi was trembling, wondering what this Master Liao wanted to do?

Since he fell into his hands, he has made many tricks and tricked the little things he knew little by little. After a few days, he was confused by him and told a lot of secrets about his friend.

What did he want to do today?

"Lao Qi, come on, I bought some beef from Yueshengzhai, and some cooked food. Let's drink some."

As he said that, he didn't use chopsticks, and directly started to use his hand, grabbed a piece of beef sauce and put it into his mouth, chewing it.

Feng Laoqi swallowed his saliva greedily. The two young men cooked for the few days they lived here, and it was really hard to swallow. Seeing this bag of fragrant cooked food, his index finger moved.

"Then I'm not polite."

Feng Laoqi grabbed a piece of meat and started eating it.

The two covered their heads and ate and drank.

"Lao Qi, where did you get along when you were young?"

"Dashilan! I had a fierce fight at that time, and all the little guys in that area knew me."

"When did you and Na Xianpeng meet?"

"A few years ago?"

I can’t remember exactly when he was an intellectual young man who had just returned to the city and had no job, so he sold the candied haws himself. The candied haws he made were not seed-free and delicious. I always went to eat them, and I met them all over again."

"If Xianpeng knew that you had hacked him so much money, how would he react?"

Liao Qizhi suddenly asked this question.

Feng Laoqi squirted out a sip of wine, and he wiped his mouth with a bitter look on his face, "Master Liao, do you still let me eat it?"

Liao Qizhi smiled, "I just ask casually, and you can just say casually."

"Maybe..." Feng Laoqi gestured with his hand the shape of a knife and stroked his neck.

"Have he done something similar before?"

Feng Laoqi lowered his head and continued to eat without saying a word.
Chapter completed!