After borrowing millions, my resort became popular

Chapter 1 Loan to work No.1

"Oh my 500 million. Hiccup."

At the entrance of a deserted mid-level resort village, under a leafy tree, Song Zhizhi was holding half a watermelon and holding up a large iron spoon and shed a tear of regret after taking one bite of the watermelon.

She's so stupid, really.

If I had known that she would go from having nothing to being 500 million in debt, even if I killed her, she wouldn't want the inheritance her father gave her.

She had just graduated from college a month ago, and her wealthy father, whom she could only see once during the Chinese New Year, disappeared, leaving behind hundreds of billions of assets and nine children who were eyeing her.

With nine children and seven mothers, the old man never treated himself badly in his life.

Song Zhizhi's mother is the old man's fifth wife, and the one who has been in office for the shortest time.

Song Zhizhi herself is neither the valued eldest daughter nor the favored youngest. She has always been a transparent member of the Song family. She is also very aware of this fact.

So when Song Zhizhi's sixth sister held 50 billion in working capital and two companies bared their teeth at her, Song Zhizhi herself was actually at peace in her heart.

The fact is that what Song Zhizhi received was even less than what everyone thought, a bank card worth 100 million yuan and a resort in a remote area that was on the verge of bankruptcy.

Song Zhizhi showed no resistance at all, signed silently, took the money and left.

Then, the trouble came that made her bald. She was automatically bound to a plane trading system and started working in loan mode.

Thinking of this, Song Zhizhi took another big mouthful of watermelon with an iron spoon and ate it angrily:

"If this continues, I won't be able to afford watermelon anymore, so I will have to eat myself."

The strange mechanical sound in my mind did not sound.

But Song Zhizhi knew it existed.

If it weren't for this guy, she wouldn't be in debt for 500 million just to renovate this resort.

Thinking about it now, it turns out that the tears she shed now were the water that entered her brain.

After almost eating the watermelon, Song Zhizhi wiped his mouth and looked left and right at the intersection, but it didn't look like anyone was coming. In the end, he had to move back slowly with a small bench.

The summer of August is a very hot time, but probably because of being in a mountainous area, Song Zhizhi didn't feel very hot even without turning on the air conditioner indoors.

She put the uneaten watermelon in the refrigerator, washed her hands and wiped them clean, and then turned on her phone habitually.

Song Rongrong, the sixth sister in the circle of friends, posted a beautiful selfie. The background is a foreign castle and a handsome man. The comments below are all praising Song Rongrong.

Song Zhizhi moved his little hand and gave a like, hehe.

Song Rongrong, who had just pulled up the latest news on her phone, was heartbroken when she saw Song Zhizhi's like.

That country bumpkin actually dared to give her a like!

Do you understand what the joy of showing off is?

At this time, shouldn't that country bumpkin be hiding in a dark corner and looking up at her brilliance, envious and helpless?
How could you do such a careless thing!
Doesn't this completely remove her sense of achievement from showing off? !
While Song Rongrong was looking unhappy, Song Zhizhi had already happily scrolled to the next circle of friends.

[Today is also a day for self-cultivation]
The accompanying picture is a Zen room tea table, which looks quite similar.

Of course, it might be more like this if Song Zhizhi didn't know that this guy was a playboy who loved to attract cats and dogs.

However, Song Zhizhi still treated everyone equally and gave him a thumbs up.

Anyway, it doesn’t cost anything to like.

Move on to the next one.

While Song Zhizhi was vigorously checking his WeChat Moments, a commoner boy was standing under the big tree in the resort, looking at everything in front of him in bewilderment.

What is this place?
Zhao Jin held the bamboo tube in his hand and was confused for a moment.

"Is there anyone there?" Zhao Jin could only walk forward after realizing that there was no path behind him.

The shelves filled with colorful goods, the bright and tidy house, the utensils he had never seen before, none of them were things that he knew had appeared in them.

Zhao Jin stood at the door of the small supermarket with its door open, feeling even more confused.

"what?"

Song Zhizhi, who had just come down from upstairs, caught a glimpse of the young man standing at the door of the small supermarket trying to stay calm.

"Hello, I'm the boss here -"

Song Zhizhi took three steps at a time and walked forward to say hello to Zhao Jin. However, before he finished speaking, Zhao Jin's face turned red and he turned around quickly.

"Don't look at anything inappropriate. The student didn't mean it. Please ask the girl to atone for her sins."

Song Zhizhi: Business smile frozen jpg.
She lowered her head and saw that she was wearing a light blue sleeveless denim skirt that reached to her ankles. On her feet were bohemian-style wood-colored woven slippers. They were not toe-less, and only her toes were exposed. arms
However, who makes the customer God?

Song Zhizhi pulled out his sun protection clothes from behind the cashier and put one on himself without saying a word. While putting on the clothes, he did not forget to comfort Zhao Jin:

"What, I'm fine."

"You can turn around now."

It took a long time for Zhao Jin to turn around. Although there was nothing strange about his face, the tips of his ears were red with blood.

"Student Zhao Jin, I did not mean to offend the girl today. I wonder if the girl can tell the student where this is?"

There was a little lightbulb in Song Wei's head that turned on with a 'ding'.

Just now, I was only focused on the person coming, I didn't pay attention to the other party's dress, and I forgot to confirm the identity.

She looked at Zhao Jin, who was a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "My name is Song Zhizhi, this is my home, you said you are a student?"

She didn't lie. Her three-story villa had a small supermarket on the first floor, a movie and entertainment hall on the second floor, and her private territory on the third floor. It was indeed her home.

Zhao Jin nodded obediently. He was a scholar. He was sixteen years old. He was admitted as a scholar when he was 14 years old. This student is still very valuable.

Of course, Zhao Jin didn't explain that much to strangers.

He just said very modestly that he was an ordinary scholar in the Jing Dynasty.

Oh, readers.

Song Zhizhi continued to smile innocently and harmlessly at his little brother:

"Da Jingchao?"

Zhao Jin nodded. There was nothing to say about the country's name. However, although he did not ask, he had a vague guess in his heart.

Whether it was the buildings he saw or Song Zhizhi himself, who was dressed strangely, behaved generously and had a gentle attitude, he had a strange but clear intuition that he might have entered another world by mistake.

With speculation in his mind, Zhao Jin became more cautious.

"Come on, come on, sit down here and talk."

This was her first time to see living ancients. You can't even see them in museums, okay?

"Have a glass of water."

Song Zhizhi noticed Zhao Jin's dry lips and poured him a glass of water from a disposable water cup.

When he saw the water, Zhao Jin realized that his throat was so dry that he felt sore. He was silent, then solemnly thanked him and took the glass of water.

When drinking water, Zhao Jin put the bamboo tube in his arms aside. As a result, the round bamboo tube fell off the table with a squeak, and the contents inside slowly unfolded in front of Song Zhizhi's sight.

(End of this chapter)