City: I'm Really Not Rich

The rental house where Zhang Chen is located is on the sixth floor.

And there is no elevator.

These bigwigs in the business world are pampered and pampered every day.

Coupled with the fact that many of them are old, climbing these six floors is like dying.

Chen Tianming pinched his waist, panting out of breath.

He wanted to reach out and lean on the stair railing.

But when he saw that it was covered with a thick layer of dust, he had to withdraw his hand again.

Lin Dongli and Bai Hanlin were not much better either.

Lin Dongli has a female secretary, who can help him at critical moments.

Bai Hanlin couldn't take care of it so much, he didn't care about getting his luxurious suit dirty, and leaned directly against the wall covered with small posters.

While breathing heavily, he said intermittently:

"This... what is the origin of this mysterious boss, and how did he choose to live here?"

"Anyway, install an elevator, so it's inconvenient to go up and downstairs... It's convenient..."

"You know...what do you know...rich people like to experience life...you don't understand!"

Before several people could catch their breath, they suddenly heard an angry voice from a man in the room.

And Yang Mi'er's extremely charming laughter.

The door was not closed, leaving a gap.

Chen Tianming gently knocked on the door symbolically a few times, then pushed the door open, walked in with a smile, and said:

"Yo, it seems that someone has arrived first, I hope we old guys didn't disturb your interest in chatting!"

Zhang Chen was stunned when he saw a group of people entering the door.

However, he quickly deduced the identities of these people from the tone of these people and their clothes.

Like Yang Mi'er, they all came for the 100,000 yuan they transferred from the system bank.

It seems that this 100,000 yuan is also a huge sum of money for these bank bosses who have seen the world.

Otherwise, it is impossible to attract so many people.

"Let me introduce myself briefly. I'm Chen Tianming from Yanhuang Bank. If my little brother doesn't mind, we can be brothers, and we don't need to see outsiders!"

Chen Tianming smiled so much that the folds on his face were wrinkled together.

"I'm Lin Dongli, the industrial bank. I'm a straight-hearted person. I can say anything, and I don't like to go around. After we have been dating for a long time, you will know that I have a personality. You can call me Lao Lin!"

Lin Dongli cast a glance at Chen Tianming, both inside and outside the words meant to mock the other party.

"Oh, what a hero! I'm Bai Hanlin from the royal family's finance. It's a pleasure to meet you~"

Bai Hanlin couldn't help but tout Zhang Chen.

Chen Tianming, Lin Dongli, Bai Hanlin, and other big names in the business world are all existences above ten thousand people. They always speak the words, and others are the ones who take the next words humbly.

They say yes, no one dares to say no.

If they are unhappy and just stomp their feet, the domestic economy will tremble.

Small businesses are at risk of bankruptcy.

It is such a group of business leaders who are flattering Zhang Chen in his early twenties!

If this section were recorded as a video and posted online, it would definitely cause an uproar!

"Sit, sit, sit!"

Zhang Chen said enthusiastically.

Several people nodded at Zhang Chen, and then...

embarrassed.

Zhang Chen's room is very small, and the sofa is also small and broken.

Yang Mi'er was already sitting on it, if one more person sat on it, the two of them would definitely be squeezed together.

These big names in the financial world are all people with status, status, and wives, and no one wants to be crowded with Yang Mi'er.

If this is misunderstood, it will be a devastating blow to the reputation.

Although you can sit on the bed, how can you negotiate while sitting on the bed?

So a few people looked around the room and couldn't find a place to rest.

Although they climbed six floors one by one, they were exhausted, but they could only talk nonsense with their eyes open:

"You're welcome, we can just stand and chat!"

"Yes, the high-heeled shoes that Director Yang wears are inconvenient after standing for a long time. She can sit. We are all flat shoes, just stand and chat!"

"OK then!"

Zhang Chen nodded and also stood up.

These people are asking for Zhang Chen, so even if Zhang Chen sits still, no one will blame him.

But in terms of seniority, Zhang Chen is the junior, and these business leaders are the elders.

How can the younger generation sit and talk to the elders?

No matter how rich you are, you can't even forget about propriety, righteousness, and honor.

When the bosses saw that Zhang Chen was no longer sitting, and stood up to chat with themselves, they all nodded secretly in their hearts.

The favorability of Zhang Chen has greatly increased.

It is rare to have such a strong family background at such a young age, and to be arrogant.

With just such a small gesture, Zhang Chen won the favor of the bigwigs.

When Yang Mi'er saw Zhang Chen stand up, she also hurriedly stood up.

After a while, the chief minister Hu Qingfu came in with Zhao Weijian.

There are more people, and even if you want to sit, there is no place to sit.

A few big coffees were smiling on the surface, and they said all kinds of polite words, but they all had a question in their hearts.

Is the owner of such a rough environment really a super rich man?

For wool to live here?

On the sixth floor, there is no elevator!

Several people didn't speak, just exchanged their eyes slightly, and they understood each other's intentions.

Yang Mi'er saw all this in her eyes, she coughed lightly, and then moved her body in the direction of the windowsill.

At this moment, she attracted everyone's attention to the unremarkable can on the window sill. *