Chapter 1820 Freak

Lilith, who was fashionably dressed and wearing sunglasses, got out of the car, waved to Li Zitao and said, "Dad, are you okay?"

"Please, I'm not that old yet!" Li Zitao said with a smile.

"That's about appearance. Didn't you see the eldest daughter beside you?" Lilith put her right hand on her hips, crossed her right leg with her left leg and raised her head.

"Yes, you are already an old girl."

"..." I shouldn't have come. I wish you would become a bad old man soon.

…

"I'm going back to work tomorrow, do you have anything to say?" The father and daughter said while sitting on the beach, looking at the ebb and flow of water.

"Get married as soon as possible." Li Zitao sent his blessing.

Lilith really didn't know what to say about her father's irregularity.

"The future of the real estate industry is brilliant, but we must be careful of the undercurrents before the glory comes."

"If you want to succeed, you must not only set your sights on the target, but also clearly understand when to take action and when to let go!"

Although he has nine years of education, is a fat guy, and is a keyboard warrior with a rolling face, there are some things that he really can't do anything about.

For example, the law of rising and falling housing prices in the United States. Li Zitao bought land and houses firstly to satisfy his deep-rooted obsession with land, secondly to find the oil underneath, and thirdly because he had no intention of turning over and just wanted to hold it for a long time.

Of course, there is still a little bit of the idea of ​​​​being a farmer and living happily.

But before he could fulfill his little wish, his life had become more colorful. Maybe he would fulfill this dream after retirement.

"The company is focusing on tourism and breeding. We are not making money from the land. The houses and apartments we hold, I intend to sell to Aiden."

"That's your brother!"

"But he's Aiden."

The father and daughter looked at each other unwilling to admit defeat. Finally, Li Zitao sighed and said, "Okay, you can talk to him about this matter yourself."

"I'll ask for a good price."

"Then you will definitely be disappointed." Aiden recently spent a lot of money on support for his wife and children.

Running a 100,000-square-foot farm is no easy job.

Sethi Lenz obviously had no business talent, and the farm suffered losses year after year under her hands.

An avalanche last year cost her nearly $800,000.

Aiden must be having a headache at the moment, how to fill this vacancy, otherwise he will have to move the two of them to another place.

Aiden was not without money, but his company was expanding rapidly and most of the profits he made were reinvested in operations.

At this time, Lilith wanted to fight Qiufeng with him and give him a hard blow.

I'm afraid the timing isn't right.

"What difficulties did he encounter?" Seeing the complicated expression on Li Zitao's hesitation, Lilith became interested.

She would be more interested if there was something hidden in it.

As a younger sister, how could she miss the opportunity to make fun of Aiden?

"It's nothing. Do your job well and run a company with a market value of nearly 4 billion. You should worry more about yourself."

Li's Real Estate has never been listed on the market, but the outside world has not let it go.

Still gives a valuation of 3.9 billion.

However, in Li Zitao's view, the valuation they gave was too careless.

Can't you investigate carefully before speaking? Casual farting not only pollutes the environment, but also insults your IQ.

"I won't let you down." Lilith put on her sunglasses and looked at the rolling waves in the distance, her eyes shining as brightly as starlight.

The world is also about to usher in new changes, just like the waves that never stop rising and falling, nothing can change its trajectory.

Even if there is, it is only temporary. After that, it will still slap on the beach one after another.

Wave after wave, wave after wave.

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"Aiden, it's your turn." In the bar, the violent music makes people lose their minds.

Amid the cheers, Aiden held a glass of wine between his index finger and middle finger, then a glass of wine between his middle finger and ring finger, and finally a glass between his ring finger and little finger.

Hold three glasses of wine in each hand, six glasses in total, and pour it into your mouth.

I said it was for drinking, but actually half of it was used for washing my face.

The result doesn't matter, they just enjoy the crazy process, don't they?

boom!

"Ah~F-K."

Bang~pang~pah!

The sound of random beatings was heard, and the bar instantly turned into a battlefield.

"What happened?" Aiden put down his wine glass, still in a state of excitement.

"Someone's starting a fight," my friend said, pointing to the bar in the distance.

"Ho, it looks like tonight is a grand slam." Someone shouted, raising a wine glass.

"Wow!" The group of people did not stop at all because of the chaos in the bar, but became more and more crazy.

Until a thin guy was knocked over with a fist and fell into their booth.

"Hey, man, you should watch out." The guy whose drink was knocked over said dissatisfiedly.

The thin man who fell to the ground had a dull expression, looking like the kind of... labeled nerd.

But his movements were not dull at all. He grabbed the square bottle of whiskey on the ground, stood up and swung it away like the other party.

Snapped.

The square bottle was grabbed by Aiden's big hand, and he looked at the little man with a smile and said: "Little brother, this is not a good idea."

The other party just looked at him, still looking like a well-behaved student, but the anger in his eyes was not ambiguous at all.

This guy is either pretending or he's sick!

He really dares to kill people.

"How about sitting down and having a drink?" Aiden was a little curious about him. He hadn't met such an interesting person in a long time.

"I still have something to do." Wayne grabbed the square bottle's hand hard.

"Okay." Aiden let go of the bottle, spread his hands and said without hostility; "When you're done, you can have a drink if you want."

Wayne looked at him again, turned and walked towards the bar.

boom.

A guy was opened by a square bottle, his eyes rolled back and he fell unconscious on the ground.

"Ho, fuck Fuck." The guy who told Wayne to be careful before opened his eyes wide and felt lucky for his good luck.

If he had just taken it and hit him on the head, he didn't know if he would still be alive. You know, he has never been a tough guy.

"Aiden, why did you call that...freak? He is definitely sick!"

Seeing the blood pouring from the scene and Wayne knocking down three people with bottles in succession, his legs couldn't help but tremble.

"It's interesting, isn't it?" The other party seemed to lack awareness of feelings, and acted neatly without any hesitation.

His expression was so calm and calm, as if what he did was just what he should do and everyone would do it as normal.

After the battle, they found that Wayne had really walked over. The sissy crossed her legs and said with a twisted face, "No, I have to go to the toilet. I drank too much."

Wayne stared at the sissy walking by, his eyes almost making him cry.

You've smashed three people's heads, why don't you be so calm?

Aiden laughed and said, "Hey, sit upside down, man, I don't know your name yet."

"Wayne, just call me Wayne."

Wayne calmly placed the square bottle on the table. The square bottle with one corner missing was tilted, and the blood stains painted it with new colors.