C72 Not Dead
C72 Not Dead
Without waiting for Duan Pengfei to reply, Ye Feng said to himself, "Out of seven universities, nearly 160 thousand students, and over 30 thousand teachers and families are present. This is only one aspect of it."
"Second, the city that the government spent a huge amount of money to build will be operational by the end of this year. This plaza has a total area of over 150 thousand square meters."
"Again, the street next to Nanhua Square in South Lane for delicacies has been put into use. Currently, there are more than 600 stores."
"Finally, the first phase of the project for Shang Yuan and Gui Feng, these two new residential areas, has been completed. The number of occupants exceeds 10 thousand and the second phase is in the process of being developed... Do you know, within a short period of time, University City will become the largest business circle in Grand City? "
Ye Feng went silent after saying this. Actually, it wasn't only to convince Duan Peng Fei, but also to encourage himself.
He wanted to open a flagship supermarket in the university city that had an area of over 20,000 square meters, but if he were to count, this investment was simply too big. Even he himself could not make up his mind.
Originally, Ye Feng would not have been in such a hurry. He was prepared to take one step at a time and steadily fight back.
However, today, while strolling in the university city, he overheard that Nanhua Square was going to be open for business at the end of the year. Ye Feng couldn't help but feel anxious.
Looking at the henceforth large scale business supermarkets in Grand Dominance City, once the Nanhua Square opens, there will definitely be international supermarket chains. Currently in Grand City, Tesco, Wal-Mart, and Carrefour stand at the top.
This university city was a place where all the forces would fight for it. Thus, Ye Feng had no choice but to be anxious. It seemed that the Southern Flower City was about to open for business, and renting had already started a long time ago.
The international giants like Tesco and Wal-Mart, he didn't know whether they had talked to Nanhua Square or not, but if they hadn't, this would be a good opportunity for Ye Feng to establish himself in Grand City.
The mass of consumers in the Higher Education Mega Centre could support more than 20,000 square meters of a supermarket, but they could not support two families. Ye Feng could not afford to miss this opportunity.
Therefore, Ye Feng wanted to risk it all. By seizing the initiative this time, he would be able to allow the Far Wind Corporation to soar into the sky and establish the status of the entire Nanjiang Province.
"… …"
After hanging up, Ye Feng saw that it was still early, so he drank a few more cups with Lu Kuan.
As the cold beer entered his mouth and the roasted meat entered his mouth, Ye Feng felt a refreshing feeling.
Putting down the beer bottle, Ye Feng asked Lu Kuan, "Old Lu, if you and Old Duan follow me, you won't have the chance to go back to the Ye Family anymore, you won't regret it, right?"
"Why do you say that?" Lu Kuan laughed. "Of course I don't regret it. When I followed you from the capital to Tianhai, I had already made up my mind never to return. Even if you chase me away now, I won't go back."
Ye Feng shook his head, "No, we have to go back."
Lu Kuan was shocked as he glared at him and asked, "Young Master Ye, are you chasing me back to the capital? I'm not leaving! "He won't leave even if he dies!"
"Why are you so excited?" Ye Feng looked at him in amusement, "I mean, one day, you will come with me and kill your way back."
"Kill your way back …"
"Right, let's kill our way back." Ye Feng said, "Take back everything that should belong to me."
When Lu Kuan heard this, his face turned slightly red. He was carefully considering the killing intent in the young master's words.
At this moment, the sound of" "Hit Hit Hit Hit Hit" "came from next door.
It was unknown who lived next door. They turned on the sound system so loud that it almost created a noise. In the middle of it, there were even a bunch of people cheering. It was deafening. Separated by a wall, Ye Feng could even feel the sofa shaking under his butt.
Lu Kuan frowned slightly and said, "I'll go warn them."
Ye Feng nodded and said, "A verbal warning is enough, don't blow up the matter. We are here to expand the market, don't provoke unnecessary trouble."
"Yes, young master."
After saying that, Lu Kuan stood up and walked outside.
In Ye Feng's apartment, the number was 1909 and the number next door was 1911. Lu Kuan stood at the door of 1911 and knocked twice.
After a while, a young man opened the door, looked at Lu Kuan, and asked, "Who are you? Who are you looking for? "
This young man had dyed a head of yellow hair, and one of his ears was full of earrings. There was even a lip stud on his lower lip, making him look like a ruffian. When he spoke, his eyes were also quite unfriendly.
Lu Kuan looked through the crack in the door. This room was similar to Ye Feng's, they both lived in 160sq sq squared apartment. The only difference was that the interior's decorations were more 'avant-garde'.
Now, the room was filled with a deafening explosion of music. A group of young people were skipping around with glasses in their hands. It was obvious that they were trying to start a party.
"Let the people inside calm down a bit, and lower the volume of the music. You're disturbing our rest." Lu Kuan looked at the yellow-hair and said expressionlessly.
"Hey?" The yellow-hair was happy. He glanced over Lu Kuan and narrowed his eyes, "Bro, you haven't died before, right?"
Lu Kuan nodded. "Never died."
The yellow-hair arrogantly raised his chin. "How about, I let you die?"
Normally, if someone talked to him like that, Lu Kuan would attack. However, he recalled that his young master had warned him not to make a big deal out of it, so he decided to continue to exchange a few words to teach him a lesson.
He looked at yellow-hair and said, "Please respect the public ethics, you're not the only family living in this apartment."
"Damn." The yellow-hair laughed. He had talked about "death" with LuKuan, and LuKuan had talked about "common good" with him. He had thought that LuKuan was afraid.
The yellow-hair turned around and shouted into the house, "Zheng, our neighbor came to our door and said he hadn't died, what do you think we should do?"
"Who the f * ck is it?" You really haven't died before? "
An arrogant voice came from inside the room. After a while, the "Zheng", who was in the yellow-hair's mouth, walked over.
This Old Zheng was younger. He looked like a college student, but he was tall and muscular. With a domineering expression, it was easy for ordinary people to be intimidated by him.
However, Lu Kuan wasn't an ordinary person.
When Old Zheng came out, the group of people in the room stopped their hopping and the music stopped as well. They swarmed over and surrounded Lu Kuan.
There were more than ten of them, men and women, seven or eight men and three or four women.
Now, the men surrounded the wide road while the women stood at the back to watch the show. No matter if it was men or women, they were all dressed very stylishly, plus they could live in such an expensive apartment.
At first, Lu Kuan was standing at the door of 1911, but as soon as the other party came out, they forced him into the corridor.
Seeing that there were so many people on his side, the leader of the group clamored, "Haven't you died before? Ah? Can I let you die once now? "
"F * ck!" Public virtue? Raising public morals with your father? "If you don't like it, then I will make you die. This is my public virtue!"