149: Chapter 149 Backed by a powerful figure, Jiang family is brimming with confidence and his net worth of hundreds of millions astonishes.

"Over a million?"

The office instantly erupted. Several colleagues huddled together, staring at Zhang Qianming's phone screen. The official Richard Mille webpage displayed there was dazzling, with the six-figure price tag shining brightly.

"This is definitely your cousin's model," Zhang Qianming said triumphantly. "Cousin Jianhua, you're something else! You have such an awesome relative and didn't even say a word! Hey... when he starts his business, can you get him to take us under his wing?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! When your cousin starts his business, see if he can bring us along. We'd be crushing it in no time."

The group chimed in one after another, chattering around Zhu Jianhua, with anticipation practically overflowing from their eyes.

Other colleagues in the office also cast glances over, their eyes changing as they looked at Zhu Jianhua, filled with envy and curiosity.

Some even quietly took out their phones to search for the price of Richard Mille, the sound of gasps echoing throughout the room.

Zhu Jianhua's knuckles turned white as he gripped his mouse. The hesitation and conflict in his heart instantly vanished amidst everyone's words.

If he worked with his cousin, he might really turn his life around.

Just then, Supervisor Liu Xianmin returned from lunch.

He was carrying two bags of drinks, smiling. "Everyone has worked hard lately. I bought some snacks for you all. If you're tired, take a break and have something to eat!"

This amiable appearance was like a completely different person from the supervisor who had been kicking trash cans and fuming with rage that morning. The atmosphere in the office became even more bizarre.

Had this guy had a change of heart? Why was he suddenly being so polite?

But Supervisor Liu Xianmin knew clearly that someone worth millions or tens of millions wouldn't drive a rolls-royce cullinan or wear a Richard Mille. That was a billionaire.

The reason he dared to shout at Zhu Jianhua and the others was because they needed this job. Mortgages, car loans, supporting families... they were all tied down by these things.

But now there was a variable: Zhu Jianhua's cousin. He was more afraid of these people quitting right now than he was of the project failing.

Zhang Qianming was the first to snap out of it. With a cheeky grin, he took a bottle of cola and deliberately raised his voice. "Did the sun rise in the west today, Supervisor Liu? You're usually rushing us like your life depends on it, so why are you being so generous today?"

The smile on Supervisor Liu Xianmin's face stiffened for a moment before he plastered it back on. Glancing at Zhu Jianhua out of the corner of his eye, he spoke with hidden meaning. "Hey, we're all colleagues; we need to be considerate of each other. I was impatient before and spoke a bit harshly, so please don't take it to heart. In the future, let's cooperate well and get the project done. Bonuses and benefits won't be lacking for anyone."

As he spoke, he walked straight over to Zhu Jianhua and patted him on the shoulder, his tone overly warm. "Cousin Jianhua, I saw you brought a young fellow over earlier. He's your relative, right? He looks young and energetic. What industry is he in?"

"This... I'm not sure..."

"Oh, you really should maintain a good relationship with such a relative! Maybe one day, with just a slight gesture from him, we'll be able to reap huge benefits."

Supervisor Liu Xianmin didn't actually want to do this either. Someone in his position understood very well that the higher-ups were just letting them fight like dogs. He played the villain so the boss could play the good guy. The ones making things difficult for the workers were still workers themselves. At least on the surface.

Zhu Jianhua smiled faintly. Without saying anything, he took the Red Bull handed to him and took a sip. A sense of clarity instantly filled his entire body. So, this is what it feels like to have a backer; this is how the society of human connections works.

Tang Luochuan was driving and had just arrived home when a message from Zhu Jianhua arrived: [Luochuan, thank you! Your visit today really boosted my standing. When the time comes and you need me, I'll work with you!]

Tang Luochuan didn't know what kind of impression he had made on the people around him, so he simply replied: [No problem.]

At the Jiang Family home, Jiang Jinyue had been lounging in bed for two days. On her nightstand were the crumbled remains of five-nut mooncakes, which Zhu Xiumei had given her when she left the Tang Family.

"Jinyue, you really are something! You've crumbled the mooncake so much, how are you supposed to eat it?" Ma Ying walked into the room, personally helping her daughter clean up.

Jiang Jinyue said, "It doesn't taste good..."

"It tastes quite good. It's a five-nut mooncake, a token of Luochuan's sincerity! How lovely." She didn't care about the value of the gift; there wasn't anything valuable she hadn't seen before.

However, Ma Ying had come with another purpose and began to ask tentatively, "When you went to Luochuan's house during National Day, did you meet his parents?"

"I did."

"What are they like?" Ma Ying felt a bit of worry. Her daughter had been spoiled by her and Jiang Deming, and she certainly wouldn't be able to stand a family with too many rules.

"They're very nice!" As Jiang Jinyue said this, she suddenly remembered her time in the village. Although it was only for a few short days, she missed it very much.

Seeing her daughter's expression and the little sense of happiness, Ma Ying breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. The house your father and I had our eyes on was bought by Luochuan! That saves us some trouble. But Luochuan has two other girlfriends; do you all plan on living together in the future?"

It would have been better if she hadn't said that. Once she did, Jiang Jinyue laughed. As if sharing some special intelligence with her mother, she sat up straight and said hurriedly, "Mom, did you know? A few days ago, Luochuan bought another house at Residential Estate that's over 600 square meters..."

"Over 600 square meters? At Residential Estate?" The rag in Ma Ying's hand "plop" fell onto the bedsheets, her eyes filled with shock. "He... he bought another one?"

Although her family was wealthy, they certainly wouldn't buy houses so casually. These weren't one or two million per unit; they were tens of millions per unit. Two units would add up to over a hundred million.

Jiang Jinyue blinked. She wasn't showing off Tang Luochuan's wealth to her mother; she just wanted to gossip about the funny story of how Su Wantang's dowry house was bought by Tang Luochuan.

"That's not the point. The house Luochuan bought actually turned out to be Su Wantang's dowry house! Su Wantang's father listed it with an agency to help sell it! It turned out he didn't know Tang Luochuan, and in the end, the house was bought by Luochuan."

This kind of story sounded convoluted and twisted, but Ma Ying couldn't take any of it in; she was just wondering how much per square meter the houses at Residential Estate were. Had she underestimated the other party? Actually, it wasn't really underestimating; Jiang Deming and his wife had always liked Tang Luochuan. It was just that this guy had exceeded both of their expectations.

"Oh, oh, haha... That's great!" Ma Ying's laughter was dry. Not listening closely to her daughter's words, she picked up the rag from the floor and turned to walk out.

"Mom, you haven't finished cleaning yet."

"You brat, can't you do it yourself?"

"Aren't I yours and Dad's little princess?"

"Get lost... I'm going to go talk to your dad about the 'Imperial Son-in-Law'."

Jiang Deming was currently in the study looking at stocks. His assets mainly came from investments and wealth management. The door opened. Ma Ying, suppressing a laugh, held the rag in her hand and gave Jiang Deming's chest a hard smack.

"Ouch, what are you doing!" Jiang Deming was almost choked by the smell on the rag.

Ma Ying's smile finally broke out, and she smacked him a few more times. "Deming, oh my, oh my... this is incredible... Luochuan bought another house at Residential Estate. What kind of family is this! They're much stronger than you!"

"Residential Estate?"

"Yes, yes, yes! How much is it there! One over 600 square meters..."

"About 50 million or so... Hiss... He... he bought another house?"