Chapter 735 Buying a House in the Shenzhen Market

"How many sets are you going to buy?" the person in charge thought he had misheard.

"How many sets can one person buy?" asked Mengyu.

The person in charge thought for a while and said, "This, there is no limit at the moment. "It seems that there will be restrictions next time.

"Well, do I want a hundred sets?" asked Mengyu tentatively.

"What-" The person in charge didn't know what to say, there were only more than 500 sets together, how could there be an opening to ask for 100 sets?

When Mengyu saw his demeanor, she also knew that her lion had opened her mouth.

"Well, I'll buy fifty sets. ”

“......”

"Fifty sets is not good, thirty sets?"

“......”

"Thirty sets won't work, just twenty sets - at least ten!"

The person in charge burst into tears in his heart, he didn't say at all that he was not allowed to buy it so well, it was all her own fall.

However, the house is indeed gone, and there are only ten units left.

"Okay, are you paying in full or taking out a loan?"

"Well, don't you need to choose a room?"

"I don't have a choice, there are only ten sets left. ”

Mengyu couldn't help but be glad that she came in time.

"Alright then, I'll pay for it all. ”

"Pay in HKD or RM?"

"RM coins. ”

"Okay, I'll give you a whole number, 500,000 RM coins. ”

In the end, Mengyu chose a house, paid the money, and got the formalities. Of course, what she wants is the identity of that Xiangjiang.

The house was not completed until 84, and Moetama flew back to Kyoto.

500,000 yuan, I bought ten houses, and these ten houses will be worth 25.6 million yuan in the future generations.

Therefore, even if she buys it and throws it there, it will lose its value.

Of course, when the time comes, she will simply renovate it and rent it out.

Back in Beijing, Mengyu returned to the courtyard of Yang'an Hutong, naturally, those rooms were messed up by Ma Dapan's family, she naturally wouldn't live, this night, she lived in the space.

Early the next morning, just after dawn, Ma Dapan brought people here.

Ma Dapan raised his fist and was about to slam the door, only to remember the last time his fist bounced and smashed into his eye. She opened her voice and shouted: "Xiao-Xiaojiang, open the door, we have to move!"

Mengyu's consciousness swept out, and she saw Ma Dapan with a man of her age and two children standing at the door.

Farther around the corner, there was a tall man, this person was Ma Dapan's gangster brother Ma Dana. Behind him, naturally, there was a gang of thugs.

However, at this time, Mardana was standing behind a man who was much shorter than him.

It's just that when Mengyu paid attention to Mardana again, she was a little surprised.

Mardana used to practice martial arts by forcing out his potential, that is, turning the wick of the human body very bright, and he only burned half a day or even less of the oil that others burned in a day.

Although it usually looks like the lights are brighter than others, the gas runs out and the lights go out.

Therefore, when Mengyu saw him last year, he was only thirty-five or sixteen years old, but he had already used the oil of his fifties, and if he didn't replenish the oil, he wouldn't live to be forty years old.

But at this time, not only did he not consume any more fuel, but he actually made up for two years of oil!

If it is said that when Mengyu saw him last year, his biological age of accelerated consumption was fifty-one years old, then the normal current should be fifty-two years old, and according to Martha's consumption, it should be fifty-three years old.

But now, he is still fifty-one years old!

Who gave him the oil?