Fan is always not very afraid of Manager Jane, but his years of experience in mixed society tell him that the person who can make the managers of Tomin Bank stammered like this must be the person he can't afford to mess with!

Manager Jian took the mobile phone and looked at Mr. Fan's business records, and the corners of his mouth suddenly rose with disdain.

"He's just a small shrimp, and he owes us more than 10 million in a few million dollars in our bank! Credit and asset ratings are also very ...... Mr. Fan Qi! I solemnly inform you! We, the Tangjin Bank, will terminate the cooperation with your Heiqi Construction Company within one month! Please repay our arrears within this month, otherwise we will include you and your company as judgment defaulters!" Manager Jian said categorically.

Mr. Fan immediately collapsed on the ground, and even the old sable girl on the side was completely stupid, and forgot to reach out to help him.

When the bank takes care of them, they are uncles, and when they don't take care of them, they are grandchildren.

Mr. Fan couldn't have imagined that Manager Jian and the entire Tangjin Bank, just to vent their anger to Jiang Feng, could actually do this for him!

Could it be that Jiang Feng is Tang Xiangui's long-lost son?

No, it's my own father, right?

Mr. Fan suddenly became a grandson, and he begged Jiang Feng for mercy and apologized humbly.

"You can apologize, but I don't accept it, come out and mix, and stand firm when you are beaten. ”

Leaving this sentence, Jiang Feng strode out of the bank, ready to buy a house.

The sub-card that Manager Jian gave Jiang Feng is enough to have a limit of 100 million, and it stands to reason that it is not a problem to buy any luxury house.

But Jiang Feng went straight to the second-hand housing intermediary market, and there was only one screening condition.

It must be in the Wufu Home Community.

In this way, he can protect the safety of Shen Aoshuang and his father-in-law and mother-in-law at any time.

The intermediary brother in a cheap suit showed Jiang Feng the information of several listings, but he was not very satisfied.

"Sir, because your request is a little strange, Wufu Home Community, is not a particularly popular community, the road section is not very superior, if you have to buy housing in this community, we currently only have a second-hand house here, and, out of professional ethics, I want to first say a ugly sentence in front. The intermediary brother helped his glasses.

"What?"

"In this second-hand property, someone has just passed away, but please rest assured, the head of the household insists that the old man died normally and died of natural causes. The intermediary brother said.

When Jiang Feng just graduated, he also did second-hand housing-related work, and the intermediary's words dug a hole for him, and someone else might have to be recruited, Jiang Feng was not fooled.

"The head of the household insists that the old man died normally?

The intermediary brother was choked up immediately, and said that the supporting documents were cumbersome, so they did not implement this process.

Jiang Feng chuckled lightly and didn't say anything more.

In this way, the old man in this second-hand house died 100% unnaturally, that is to say, this house belongs to the murderous house.

The intermediary brother said clever words, just to help the householder cover up so that he could sell the house.

Reminding an old man in the house in advance is not out of kindness and work ethic, but to avoid responsibility.

If the buyer finds out afterwards, they will kick the buyer to fight with the original owner and seller, anyway, the transaction has been completed, and the commission of their agency is in hand, because the buyer has been warned in advance, and there is no need to be involved in the responsibility of false sales and commercial fraud.

Jiang Feng completely exposed his trick, and cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the intermediary brother.

"You want to deceive me, little brother, you're still a little tender!Okay, help me contact the seller of this listing!" Jiang Feng said lightly.

The intermediary brother was suddenly shocked.

"Sir, since you know it's a murderous house, do you still want to buy this house?"

Jiang Feng smiled but did not speak.

The murderous house, for ordinary people, is something that should not be touched.

For his dignified Fulong Mountain Hatred Heavenly Master, it is like a children's amusement park, and it feels boring to play with it.

About 20 minutes later, a black Buick pulled up in front of the real estate agency.

A middle-aged couple got out of the car, the man's sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, a pair of squinted small eyes glancing around, looking very ill-willed, the woman's figure was unusually rich, with several gold bracelets on her wrists, a pearl necklace around her neck, and her eyebrows and eyes were shrewd.

Jiang Feng blinked, this couple was quite familiar to him, after all, he had lived in the Wufu Home Community for so many years, and the leaders looked down and didn't look up.

After some talking, Jiang Feng asked who the couple was.

The man's name is Sun Zhongming, the woman's name is Chen Fengping, the couple partnered to do a seasoning wholesale business in the vegetable market stall, and the business was very prosperous.

"Our business is doing well now, and we want to change to a better house, so we plan to sell this old house, since it is the old neighbor who comes to ask for the price, we will give you some discounts! The original price is 3.5 million! I will give you 100,000 cheaper!" Sun Zhongming said very generously.

Chen Fengping hurriedly shouted exaggeratedly on the side: "Oh! Husband! This is unacceptable, this house was bought by the old lady all her life, and it means a lot to us! Anyway, I am reluctant to sell it! You can't just give this discount casually!"

"Shhhhhhhh

These two people deserve to be able to do business so prosperously, singing and harmonizing, and they can bluff people for a while.

In fact, the housing prices of Wufu Jiayuan Community have fallen sharply in recent years, and this 120-square-meter house is second-hand, and it will be sold for more than 2 million at most.

What's more, this is still a murderous house.

Jiang Feng is not short of money, but where does anyone want to be slaughtered as a fool?

"Brother Sun, you don't have to be in such a hurry to sell the house to me, although I have taken a fancy to your suite, there is one thing you have to explain to me clearly, did you just die in this house? and it was a murder?" Jiang Feng asked.

Sun Zhongming waved his hand again and again to deny, but his expression was quite empty.

"Nonsense! It's just that my old lady passed away normally! What is this! The old man is dying, where can it be considered a murderous house?"

Jiang Feng sneered and clasped his arms together: "Then please show me Ling Tang's death certificate, otherwise I won't be interested in this house!"

Sun Zhongming and his wife can't lie, they can only tell the truth.

"Okay, let's admit it, my poor old woman didn't die, she was beaten to death by my mentally ill sister-in-law!

"Mentally ill sister-in-law? Oh! I remember! Isn't she quite strong? And then your old lady's surname is Lu, and when she was in good health a few years ago, she often took her daughter downstairs to bask in the sun?" Jiang Feng patted his head.

Sun Zhongming and his wife both nodded.

After that, Jiang Feng roughly figured out the context of the matter.

Sun Zhongming has a younger sister who has some congenital mental problems, and since Sun Zhongming's father died, he has been living with Sun Zhongming's mother, Mrs. Lu.

A few years ago, when he first married Shen Aoshuang and lived in the community, when Jiang Feng was walking downstairs, he could still see the mother and daughter, and he had the impression that Mrs. Lu was very kind, and she would smile and nod when she saw her neighbors, and she would give them candy when she saw children.

Her stupid daughter, the famous Jiang Feng didn't know, listening to Mrs. Lu always doting on her and calling her "Nannan", her appearance was a little frightening, five big and three thick, one meter seven tall, the weight was estimated to be more than 200 catties, her appearance was similar to Sun Zhongming, she was ugly and scary, plus she was a mental patient, and anyone who saw it had to hide far away.

Mrs. Lu is a hard-working person, her husband died early, and she worked hard to bring up her son and stupid daughter, and fell ill in her later years, and soon became bedridden.

"In the past two years, our business has been difficult, we have encountered some difficulties, and we have no money to send the old lady to the hospital, so we let her recuperate at home, and the old lady fell ill, and the mentally ill sister-in-law was no one to take care of, and the condition was more serious, and she made trouble at two ends in three days, just last week, she went crazy, no one could stop her, and beat the old lady to death in front of us! Woo woo! My poor old lady! I didn't have time to let my daughter-in-law do her filial piety for you! The little sister-in-law I killed this day must go to hell!" Chen Fengping cried.

Sun Zhongming also gritted his teeth, saying that he had known that as soon as this mentally ill sister was born, she should have been abandoned or killed, otherwise it would not have caused today's tragedy!

This tragedy was too tragic, and Jiang Feng was also embarrassed, and softly comforted Sun Zhongming and his wife to mourn.

However, Jiang Feng had another question in his heart.

Just now, the couple also said that the business was doing well, and they made a lot of money and wanted to change to a new big house.

Why is it that when the old lady is sick, she starts crying poor again, and she can't even come up with the money to buy medicine for treatment? Not to mention that now these elderly people in the city have medical insurance, how much money can be spent after reimbursement?

In line with the principle of trying not to speculate too maliciously on others, Jiang Feng didn't think deeply.

"Then your mentally ill sister, how did you deal with it in the end?" Jiang Feng asked.

"I can't deal with it, she's a mentally ill person, she kills people and doesn't break the law, and she was forcibly sent to a psychiatric hospital and imprisoned for life! It's okay, don't let her come out again in this life! It's best to die inside!" Sun Zhongming said hatefully.

Chen Fengping wiped away her tears, sobbed and said to Jiang Feng: "Brother Jiang, we didn't mean to lie to you, it's just that this matter is a scar in our hearts, it's not good to talk about it, I hope you don't mind, besides, what age is this! The feudal superstition has long been gone! Our house is really good! You can think about it again!"

Sun Zhongming also hurriedly said: "Yes, Brother Jiang, I solemnly apologize for deceiving you just now, if you still want this house, I will give you three million! And the furniture in the house!

These two people were capricious and wanted to cover up their attitudes, which made Jiang Feng feel that something was wrong.

"Okay, I still want your suite, but I'll at least have to see it with my own eyes. Jiang Feng said.

Sun Zhongming and his wife were overjoyed, and drove Jiang Feng to the downstairs of their old house.

But after stopping the car, Sun Zhongming directly gave the key to Jiang Feng.

"That...... Brother Jiang, the house is on the eighteenth floor and the door faces west, you can go up and see it yourself! We won't go up to accompany you, I hope you will forgive me!"

When he said this, Sun Zhongming's face was pale, and his hand handing over the key was trembling, obviously very frightened.