In fact, for this villa, Murong Xianxian is much more familiar than Yan Haotian, at the back of the villa, there is a small flower room, the flowers in it are not thanked for the four seasons, that is the economic source of Zhu Guoen's maintenance of this villa, and there is also a tea tree in the flower room, it is said that it is cultivated by the seedlings of Wuyi Mountain's big red robe, although the quality is slightly inferior to the original plant, but it is also a rare good tea, the funny thing is that even Zhu Shizhao is not clear about this matter, and the children of the Zhu family are not interested in the flowers in the flower room, and the men don't care about it at all。

After the two entered the room, they entered the study directly, Yan Haotian looked at the tables and chairs in the room, and said with a smile: "These chairs have a sense of historical vicissitudes when sitting on them!"

"Yes, a full set of Ming Dynasty pineapple wood furniture, I heard that it is worth millions on the market. Murong Xian sat down at the back of the desk: "Lawyer Yan, what documents do you need to sign?"

Yan Haotian smiled, put down his bag and went to the wall to uncover a painting...... Behind the painting there is a safe embedded in the wall...... As he opened the safe, Murong Xian's eyes slowly roamed around the study, as if looking for the traces left by the old man.

Just like Yan Haotian said just now...... It's not just those chairs, but every one in this study is full of the vicissitudes of history. All the furniture in this room is pineapple antiques, a row of bookshelves, and another is a shelf for antiques, and there are four paintings hanging on the wall, two of which are modern, one is Xu Beihong's horse, one is Qi Baishi's shrimp, and the other two Murong Xianxian never paid attention to.

It is said that a university professor's collection of books is quite large, but Zhu Guoen is still very loose on this one shelf, and most of them are some thread-bound books, which are very old and antique, in his words, some books can be found at any time, there is no need to collect them...... If you don't believe it, you will visit the library and Xinhua bookstore, and some aunts may not even be able to memorize a few English words.

"Miss Murong. Yan Haotian's voice came from his ears.

"I'm sorry, I got distracted. ”

Murong Xian smiled apologetically, and glanced at the study again: "Lawyer Yan, you may not believe it, in this villa, this room is the one I have entered the most, but this room is also the most unfamiliar. ”

"Why?" Yan Haotian asked in surprise.

"Because every time I was in this room, I was desperately reciting various acupoints and practicing, and I didn't have the energy to pay attention to anything else. You know what? I'm probably the only one who earns a salary by studying. Murong Xianxian's expression was still full of memories.

"Earn wages by studying?" Yan Haotian was a little puzzled.

"Ten yuan an hour, Master asked me to spend three hours a day studying, and I was in charge of food. At that time, studying was a job for me. Murong Xianxian smiled...... It was a very hard time, because she didn't have time to go out to work, so Zhu Guoen thought of this weird way.

"Why don't you call Mr. Zhu 'teacher' instead, but 'master'?" Yan Haotian asked.

"Master, preaching, teaching, and solving doubts, the master said that he could not solve my doubts, and he could only preach and teach, so he did not dare to call himself a teacher. ”

Murong Xianxian sighed softly: "Lawyer Yan, what documents do you need to sign?"

"Well, it's all these documents, and they will take effect immediately after you sign them, and I'll take care of the rest. Before you can do that, though, you'll need to sign for a few more things. ”

What he was talking about was an antique list, a set of gold needles and a palm-sized, emerald green jade plate, Murong Xianxian only glanced at the list and signed to accept it, but looked at the set of gold needles and the jade plate.

"You don't have to take an inventory?" Yan Haotian asked.

"First, I can trust the ethics of a strict lawyer, and second, I don't understand that. Anyway, the amount is right, then it's fine. ”

Murong Xianxian said, signed his name on several other documents, and then pushed Yan Haotian forward: "Is there anything else?"

"That's all. ”

Yan Haotian carefully checked those texts, and then put the remote control of the villa gate and a large set of keys on the table: "Congratulations, Miss Murong, from now on, this villa and all the qiē in it are yours." ”

"Thank you! But that's really nothing to be happy about. Murong Xianxian smiled bitterly: "I have to find a way to support this villa now." ”

"Don't worry, there will always be a way, and Mr. Zhu has already paid the property fees for the whole year in advance. ”

Thinking of Murong Xianxian's current economic situation, Yan Haotian was also a little worried about her, even if there was a buffer time for more than half a year, but the property fee was still a lot of expenses, unless he was willing to sell an antique, thinking of this, his eyes couldn't help but look at those antiques again.

Murong Xianxian noticed his eyes and pursed his lips...... Although she has no money now, it does not mean that she has to sell the antiques left by her master.

"Lafayette, the slave is polite!"

A ringtone suddenly sounded, and Murong Xianxian hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

"You ringtone...... It's really set up special!" Yan Haotian was glad in his heart, but fortunately he didn't call her.

"I'm sorry, I'll answer the phone. ”

"It's okay, I should go if there's nothing else to do. Yan Haotian picked up the bag and got up and went out.

"Oh, I'll send you. ”

Murong Xianxian put away the jade plaque casually, and then got up to send Yan Haotian out...... The mobile phone was still ringing, Yan Haotian smiled: "Let's take it first, there may be something urgent." ”

Murong Xianxian looked at the number...... Another unknown number, she pressed the answer button and raised it to her ear: "May I ask who it is?"

"I'm Su Zhiqiang, and I called last night. The voice of a middle-aged man came from the other end of the phone.

"I remember, Mr. Su, as if I said that I can't help you in this matter. After Murong Xianxian finished speaking, he disconnected the communication and pulled the number into the blacklist.

"Miss Murong, if there is trouble, I can help. Yan Haotian saw her frowning, his heart moved slightly, and he said involuntarily.

"It's not a problem, and besides, I can't afford to pay for a lawyer. Murong Xian smiled slightly.

Yan Haotian was stunned for a moment, although Murong Xianxian was only nineteen years old, and he was already quite beautiful, but he was only a little young because of his age...... Where do you want to go?

She smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's okay, just with this case, I can promise to provide you with free legal aid once, valid at any time." ”

"Thank you then. ”

"Hey, Lawyer Yan is leaving?" Outside, Lei Tao was leading Murong Xiaoxiao over.

"You take Xiaoxiao in first, and I'll send Lawyer Yan off. Murong Xian said.

"Okay, Lawyer Yan, don't send it if you go slowly. Lei Tao just looked at Lawyer Yan unpleasantly, and when he saw him leaving, his heart was relieved.

The two came to the outside of the villa, Yan Haotian and Murong Xianxian said goodbye and got in the car to leave, Murong Xianxian watched the car disappear around the corner, and then turned around and prepared to go back, suddenly, a familiar voice sounded a little farther away: "Is it Miss Murong?"

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