"What price are you going to set?" Kirk pointed to the heart of the matter, his straight body as serious and serious as ever.

Zhou Bo groaned slightly, and said softly: "I'm going to take the high-end route, too many people are easy to damage the environment, and I don't want to turn the tree house into a vegetable market." ”

"The high-end route is a good choice, as your good friend, we should all have discounts, right?"

Tobin had long wanted to go to the treehouse to rest, but if he lived in the treehouse for a long time, it would definitely be a lot of money, and even with Tobin's wealth, he had to consider the financial aspects.

"I haven't decided on the price yet, but I've always been very generous to good friends, and everyone is three percent off. ”

Zhou Bo's voice was not loud, but it attracted a burst of excited applause from everyone.

"Yes, I'll be able to rest in the treehouse more often in the future!" Tobin smiled and crooked his eyes, believing in Zhou Bo's character.

Kirk smiled and nodded slightly.

Raleigh has a lot of money, but is very happy with Zhoubo's discount. If people can have this intention, it is to give face, and you have to carry it.

Flos is also not bad for money, but he will never turn down discounts. He hadn't been to a treehouse yet, so he only had a rough outline of it.

After chatting briefly for a while, Zhou Bo greeted everyone and left.

As soon as he returned to the back kitchen, he was surrounded by Wang Yan and several workers.

"Hell, you actually know so many celebrities, do you have any signed photos?"

"Brother Zhou is so powerful, he actually knows those movie stars, I'm so envious!"

"Brother Zhou, are those celebrities easy to get along with? Do they smoke? Do they only drink red wine?"

All kinds of problems followed, Zhou Bo could only smile and deal with a few words, and then pulled Wang Yan away.

Sitting in the car, Wang Yan's little face was still red. The biggest star she has ever seen in her life is the old Wang Tou who has been an extras at the entrance of the village. Now it's exciting to suddenly see real stars who can only be seen in movies.

"I've got it for you, I've heard that these can be bought for a good price. ”

As soon as Zhou Bo drove, he took out a few signed photos from his pocket and handed them to Wang Yan.

Although Wang Yan is not a star chaser, she also likes this kind of celebrity's signed photos very much: "Thank you, Brother Zhou, you are amazing!"

Zhou Bo smiled and began to tell Wang Yan some tips and points about living in the United States.

When I arrived at the dormitory where Wang Yan worked, I naturally praised and marveled again. left a phone call and asked a few female workers to help take care of Wang Yan, and Zhou Bo left.

As soon as he drove to the vicinity of the cabin, Zhou Bo unexpectedly ran into the owner of the cabin, Mrs. Jeunesse.

An old thick cotton dress with a washed and faded pale red sweater on the top. Probably a little older, Mrs. Jeunesse's skin and bones have shrunk a little, and she looks like a standing ball of cabbage.

Age spots are like embellishments, sticking to the snarky old face. The facial features are shrunk into a ball, like a shrunken vegetable that no one wants to taste.

At this time, Mrs. Jeunesse is tapping the crutches, and the sound of the thump is matched with her sharp voice, which is very reminiscent of the vicious witch in science fiction movies.

"You bed bugs polluting the air, do you want to buy my precious big log house for this price, it's a place where my memories are kept!"

Opposite, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes with glasses slightly frowned and explained: "But I heard that this place has been rented, and the rent is very cheap."

Mrs. Jeunes's facial features spread out like flowers, and her angry little eyes were as big as lychees: "What are you talking about?! 10,000 dollars want to buy my precious memories? If it weren't for the state law that doesn't allow attacking lawyers, I would have used a lucky gun to turn your ass into a dahlias!"

The middle-aged man with glasses pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and his teeth grinded tightly, only in this way could he suppress the evil qi in his chest. This is the third time, and this Mrs. Jeunesse is like the goblin accountant in Harry Potter, with soybean-like eyes that have nothing but money.

"You know, this cabin is just a temporary structure, you only have a temporary right to live in" The middle-aged glasses' smooth popularization of the law was drowned out by Mrs. Jeunesse's saliva before it began.

"Hell, you hyena in the garbage heap, you can only bully me, a helpless old woman, with your paws, except to drool with your sweat glands. I don't know the law, but I know that this little cabin is mine and will always be mine!

Mrs. Jeunesse trembled and took out an old ** from her handbag, and the muzzle that shook like a spring frightened the middle-aged glasses, and the two of them broke out in a cold sweat from the soles of their feet to the back of their heads.

"Calm down, Mrs. Jeunesse!"

Middle-aged glasses regretted taking over this business, they were simply making money with their lives!

"Take a deep breath, Mrs. Jeunesse, no one wants to take away your precious memories. God always teaches us to be kind to each other."

The young man next to him, who had not spoken much, stood up, looked at the muzzle of the gun with a calm gaze, and skillfully comforted Mrs. Jeunesse with words.

"I like you little one, those lawyers always have a bad smell of sulfur, who knows if they are Satan's lackeys. Mrs. Jeunesse looked smiling with features on her old face.

The young man is indeed very handsome, and his three-dimensional facial features make people feel good at first glance. Those azure eyes seemed to be able to speak, and the smile was just right for Mrs. Jeunes, who was about to enter the coffin, to refuse.

** Quickly put it away, Mrs. Jeunesse's old hands like chicken feet grasped the young man tightly, and her mouth was even more reciting the charm of her youth.

Zhou Bo drove at this time, which immediately stunned both parties.

The location here is remote, and there are basically no tourists or idlers, coupled with Zhou Bo's Asian appearance, the middle-aged lawyer and the young man glanced at each other slightly, and immediately recognized him.

"You're Mr. Zhoubo, aren't you? I brought Mr. Siber's greetings to you. The young man reached out politely, and his bright sunny smile was as perfect as the Statue of Liberty.

"Oh, Mr. Silber, is he okay lately? I haven't heard from him for a while. Zhou Bo recalled slightly, and remembered the impressive rich man in his mind.

The young man's eyes are clear, and the strength of the handshake is also well controlled, which will neither make people feel abrupt nor ignored.

"Mr. Sboer has been thinking about you very much since you rescued him, so this time he is going to buy the land around the cabin and want to be your neighbor. ”