My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 721 - 722 Daddy Warbucks_1

Chapter 721: Chapter 722 Daddy Warbucks_1

"Let’s go, take a look!"

Bi Shelan also felt curious, wondering what kind of tycoon could actually buy the entire neighboring community.

One hundred and fifty billion, ah, why don’t these kinds of good things ever happen to me?

I only ever come across poor sods like Xiao Chen.

Bi Shelan arrived at the entrance of the sales office of the neighboring community and saw Xiao Chen there, gorging himself as if he hadn’t eaten in generations.

Little did she know that Xiao Chen practiced martial arts, naturally had a big appetite, and got hungry easily. Having roamed around for such a long time, he indeed felt starving.

"Look at that sorry sight, the tycoon is probably in the VIP room."

Bi Shelan shook her head and sighed.

My luck is just awful.

If I could sell off the apartments in the community in one fell swoop, how much of a bonus would that be?

Even though he is a distant relative of the Bi family, the relation is too far off for me to bask in any reflected glory. Money is extremely important to me.

"Any of you seen this tycoon? What does he even look like, to be so lavish with one hundred and fifty billion? My god, I’ve never seen so much money in my life.

Does any one of you know?"

Bi Shelan asked the onlookers outside.

"Shouldn’t you be the clearest about this matter? I heard that the tycoon had been to your community sales office before coming over here.

Didn’t you offend him?"

The sales manager from another nearby real estate company said with a laugh.

"Get lost, I’m always extremely respectful to VIPs, how could I possibly offend anyone."

Bi Shelan cursed with a laugh.

She only had poor manners with deadbeats.

Could deadbeats even afford this kind of community?

Don’t make me laugh.

"Could it be that Xiao Chen?"

The security guard who followed her asked.

"Stop guessing wildly, him? Does he look like a tycoon to you?"

Bi Shelan replied dismissively.

The security guard took another look and also felt it was impossible; no tycoon would eat like that, his forehead might as well have been plainly marked with the word "poor".

"Oh, right, President Bi, to express gratitude to this VIP, the president of the nearby real estate company, Hao Fushuai, that guy who usually acts all high and mighty, even came over personally.

It’s just to catch a glimpse of this person’s true face.

Oh, and President Du seems to have come as well."

"Damn, I’m envious. Even if the commission for a single house is only ten thousand, for three thousand houses, that’s thirty million. This is really a huge windfall.

There are only about a dozen people in their sales office; even split evenly, each person could get over three million.

But I guess the sales manager will take the lion’s share, that’s ten million right there, and the remaining twenty million to be divided among the others."

Bi Shelan was green with envy. If only that ten million were in her hands, she wouldn’t bother being a sales manager.

While they were all talking, two luxury cars arrived.

One Mercedes, one BMW.

Both cars cost over a million each.

The one who alighted from the Mercedes was Hao Fushuai himself. He pushed his way through the crowd and went straight into the sales office.

The one who got out of the BMW was Du Hao.

"President Du, you came to enjoy the spectacle too?"

Seeing Du Hao arrive, Bi Shelan put on a fawning smile and sidled up to him.

But what she got in return was a kick.

Without any mercy, Du Hao kicked Bi Shelan to the ground: "What on earth do you think you are!"

Bi Shelan was utterly dumbfounded.

She got up, crying, and said, "President Du, what’s this for? What could I possibly have done to offend you?"

"Slap!"

This time she received a slap from Du Hao: "You haven’t offended me, but you have done something stupid, something that’s ruined my big plans!"

"President Du, please enlighten me on what I did wrong. I really don’t understand."

Bi Shelan covered her face, sobbing uncontrollably; Du Hao had never hit her in all the years they’d been together.

It seemed he was truly angry this time.

"President Du, let’s talk this through, please don’t hit anyone."

Someone nearby tried to intervene.

The staff at the sales department and the security were confused, not understanding what Bi Shelan could have done to incite such rage in President Du.

In fact, Du Hao was known for his good temper.

He rarely ever hit his subordinates.

But today, he really felt like he could spit blood.

A deal worth tens of billions, and this idiot had blown it; the more he thought about it, the angrier he got, wishing he could kill Bi Shelan.

"If it weren’t for President Bi Bi Qingtian’s face, I would truly kill you!"

Du Hao slapped Bi Shelan again, striking her from both sides, leaving her completely dazed.

"Even if you kill me, I need to understand why; what did I do wrong? You can’t hit someone for no reason!"

Bi Shelan said.

"Oh, you want to know the reason? You ruined a deal worth over a hundred billion for me; tell me, shouldn’t you be beaten?"

Du Hao said furiously.

"Impossible!"

Bi Shelan said.

"Impossible?"

Du Hao scoffed, "Did you hear about the big spender who bought over three thousand apartment units in the neighboring block? They initially went to our sales center first!"

"Impossible!"

Bi Shelan shouted, "Absolutely impossible! There was no such person!"

"Oh really, still talking tough? Let me ask you, did someone come to our place to buy an apartment today, and you blocked them outside, not even letting them in?"

Du Hao said coldly.

"I’ve also heard that person was barred from entering under the pretext of an ongoing event; left with no choice, they came here instead!"

Someone else chimed in.

Bi Shelan was stunned, feeling as though she’d been struck by lightning, her entire being numb.

Ten million, ten million! Had she really turned away that much?

But who could it have been?

Today, in the name of an event, they had turned away many who didn’t seem like prospective buyers; but who exactly was it?

Certainly, Xiao Chen seemed least likely.

"Now do you understand why I hit you? Tell me, do you deserve to be beaten, to be killed?"

Du Hao was seething with rage.

But it was too late for regrets now; he could only vent his frustration on Bi Shelan.

"Alright, President Du, don’t be angry, the big investor is inviting you in now!"

At this moment, Hao Fushuai stepped out, smiling as he spoke.

"Really? Where is he?"

Du Hao asked.

"There, dining over there!"

Hao Fushuai said with a smile.

Du Hao instantly turned into Usain Bolt, dashing into the sales department and sliding to his knees on the floor: "Money, I deeply apologize for my subordinate’s lack of discipline that has offended you. I hope you don’t take it to heart. If you buy our apartments, I’ll give you a 30% discount on all of them!"

Xiao Chen was startled by Du Hao’s exaggerated actions, thinking to himself, this was way too dramatic.

"Enough already, it’s not your fault, get up,"

Xiao Chen waved his hand and said, "But you really should discipline your sales department properly. Look at this place, they didn’t believe I was buying either, but they were still polite.

Not like your side, where it seems they wish we would just vanish right before their eyes.

Especially your sales manager, what an attitude!"

"Sir, I sincerely apologize, the fault is ours. I will certainly discipline them properly from now on. As for those who offended you today, I’ll fire them immediately,"

Du Hao said hastily.

By now, Bi Shelan, standing at the door, had lost all sense of herself.