Poverty Limits Imagination

How can this be! "After a whole morning, Zhang Hazy's face was already a little stiff due to excessive surprise.

　　Although their community is not big, there are 12 buildings, each with 17 floors and 4 households on each floor. That is more than 800 households and thousands of people, all of them belong to their family?

　　"Mr. Zhang, have you forgotten? Tenghui started his career in real estate. This small industry doesn't cost much at all. As for those residents, strictly speaking, they are just staff. They are mainly responsible for your daily safety and normalcy. Of course, they all signed confidentiality agreements for social activities. I guess after so many years, they have regarded you as an ordinary person!"

　　"Isn't this too exaggerated?" Zhang Menglong couldn't help but smile bitterly. In order to let him grow up like ordinary people, his parents spent so much effort and found thousands of actors. "Could it be that they just randomly found a community?" Wouldn't it be nice to buy a house?"

　　"Is there a big difference between buying a house and buying 12 buildings?"

　　"Isn't there a big difference?" Zhang Mengyu was shouting hysterically in his heart, "Is this the difference between ordinary people and Shenhao? Ordinary people already go to great lengths to buy one house, and their family buys 12 houses. , are you buying vegetables at the market?"

　　"No, now I'm a god!" Zhang Mengyu suddenly understood at this moment his father's good intentions in setting himself the test of spending 100 billion a year.

　　My current consumption outlook is completely unworthy of having such wealth!

　　"Let's go, let me take it easy first." Zhang Menglong sat in the car and fell into silence, and even began to doubt life.

　　...

　　"Dudu!"

　　"Dudu!"

　　"Move, why aren't you still!"

　　"How did CMN drive? There's such a traffic jam and there's more traffic jams? It's people like you who are stuck in traffic jams like this at high speeds!"

　　...

　　The day Zhang Menglong returned home was the afternoon before the National Day. Starting from that evening, the expressway had been blocked by citizens who had been waiting for more than half a year. Today, it was even the peak of the wave. If you want to be smooth, Returning to Jiangnan City is simply a dream!

　　"Labour and management are currently stuck on the highway. The map tells me that the traffic jam will last another 7 hours. I'm dead!"

　　"Hahaha, luckily I had the foresight, wouldn't it be nice to have a seven-day trip to the dormitory?"

　　"You bastard, seven hours is nothing. I'm expecting to be stuck in traffic for 23 hours. Did I say anything? From last night to now, the traffic has only moved less than ten kilometers!"

　　"Oh my god, can takeout be delivered to the expressway now? The takeaway boy is simply invincible!"

　　Zhang Menglong took a nap, and when he turned on his phone, the four people in the dormitory had already complained about 99+.

　　He looked at the time and saw that more than four hours had passed. If he had followed the normal speed, he would have arrived in Jiangnan City long ago.

　　"Mr. Zhang, wake up. We have been stuck on the highway for more than two hours. There was a continuous rear-end car accident ahead. I'm afraid you will have to wait for a few more hours."

　　"Oh, it's okay, just wait. I don't have anything urgent to do anyway!" Zhang Mengyu turned on his phone and chatted with his roommates, saying that it wasn't too boring. After all, he had been stuck in traffic on the highway for six or seven hours. , this kind of small scene is no longer strange.

　　Just because of the time adjustment, the League of Legends S-game officially started on this day.

　　"Damn, why is the signal so bad?" Except for the roommate group's messages, which are relatively smooth, this kind of live video is not loading stably at all.

　　"Mr. Zhang, everyone on this highway is using their mobile phones to kill time. It's normal to have no signal," Hong Yi said.

　　"Forget it, let's go to sleep!" Zhang Mengyu simply closed his eyes, but at this moment, a faint feeling of swelling began to appear in his lower abdomen. It seemed that he had not gone to the toilet since he got up this morning.

　　He also drank two bowls of porridge in the morning. He felt nothing just now, but now he could feel his bladder starting to protest.

　　"You're not going to die on the highway today, are you?" Zhang Mengyu glanced at the map. They had only walked less than half of the distance. They were still on the cross-sea bridge in their small city. When they entered the thoroughfare God knows what will happen on the highway to Jiangnan City.

　　There were no rest stops on this section of the road, and he was asked to go to the roadside to solve the problem. His more than twenty years of upbringing and shame did not allow him to do such a thing.

　　But if he needs to get a mineral water bottle to do it in the car, and there is a girl next to him, how can he pee?

　　"Brothers, is there any way to solve the three emergencies in the car? Wait online!" Zhang Menglong immediately asked in the group. After all, Sun Yulei has been stuck in traffic on the highway all night, so he always has experience, right?

　　"We are originally a long-distance bus, and there is a toilet on the bus!"

　　"Hahaha, hazy, can't you hold it in anymore? Look for a mineral water bottle in the car!"

　　"You open the car door a crack, and then stick your dick out through the crack, without anyone noticing!"

　　"Hahaha, you are a talented person, and you are worthy of it!"

　　"It's still you who's cool!"

　　...

　　"Don't these thieves know that I'm in dire straits? Are they still in the mood to make such a joke?" Zhang Mengyu's legs began to rub against each other.

　　"Mr. Zhang, are you in a hurry to go back?" Hong Yi saw Zhang Mengwu's embarrassment. Of course, she didn't know that Zhang Mengwu was just in a hurry to urinate.

　　"Well... I'm pretty worried. Something happened to one of my roommates. I have to rush back to school to help him. Is there anything you can do?"

　　"In this case, let's go back in another way. In fact, I originally wanted to take you back in that way, but I was afraid that you would think it was too public."

　　"What method? It's time now, don't worry about being public or not."

　　"I understand, please wait a moment."

　　Hong Yi took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Mr. Zhang's car is stuck on the highway now. There is an emergency and he needs to return to Jiangnan City immediately. Make arrangements immediately!"

　　"Who did you call?" Zhang Menglong asked curiously.

　　"It's the person in charge of your daily transportation. He said he can send a helicopter over in twenty minutes at most!"

　　"I never thought I could actually experience a helicopter!" Zhang Mengyu had just thought of this method, but even with a helicopter, it would take an hour to fly to Jiangnan City. Do you want him to sprinkle sweet rain in the sky to save all sentient beings?

　　"Forget it, it's better to hold it in for another hour than to be stuck in traffic on the highway for several more hours!"

　　...

　　Sure enough, within twenty minutes, a loud vibration of propellers came from the sky, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

　　"Mr. Zhang, your private helicopter is here!" Hong Yi said.

　　"It's not like I've never seen a helicopter before. How could this sound be so loud?" Zhang Mengyu opened the car window and stuck his head out. The dark shadow suddenly made him take a breath.

　　The length of this helicopter was over 40 meters, which was completely different from the private helicopter he imagined!

　　"Look, the helicopter has started to land!" People on this section of the highway suddenly became excited. Such a scene is not seen every day.

　　"I saw this helicopter last time on a military program. It is a Soviet Mi-26. It is said to be the largest helicopter in the world. There are only two in China's aviation industry. How come it appears here?"

　　"Isn't this because the big guy couldn't handle the highway traffic and was like this, so he called a helicopter?"

　　"How is this possible? Who is so capable to call this plane over? Ordinary private helicopters are at best small helicopters that can only seat a few people, right?"

　　"How many rich people do you have to use this kind of aircraft as a private jet?"

　　"This is not a matter of money. For such a large helicopter, if you don't have the ability, how can you pass the air traffic control?"

　　"I am really good at playing. Poverty really limits my imagination!"

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