Chapter Ninety-Seven: You Take Care of Her (Third Watch)

"That's it. Zhonghe Zhenjun turned around and opened the car door and invited: "Get into my car, your car will be thrown here first." ”

Wu Xuanyue felt that Zhonghe Zhenjun was funny, but she didn't say anything and got into his taxi with a smile. Her car is better than his taxi.

The car slipped up to the front of the villa in the middle of the mountain, this villa has a wide field of vision, and there is a feeling of seeing the small mountains, Wu Xuanyue's vision for choosing a house is good.

After getting out of the car, Zhonghe Zhenjun rang the family's doorbell.

While waiting, he turned around and asked, "Girl, the funds should be sufficient." ”

Wu Xuanyue nodded, "Sufficient, there is still money to rent a suite, even if you buy this house, it will not be a problem." ”

"Okay, judging by the fact that you threw out five saint-level spirit runes at the entrance of the five roads last time, the bullets should be sufficient. Besides, I saw that you were selling medicinal herbs in the group, and you should be a person who is not short of money. ”

"Zhonghe senior, don't mention the matter of those five spirit runes in the future, okay? That's the black history that someone doesn't want to mention again. Wu Xuanyue pouted, he, like Liu Jianfeng, always didn't open which pot to mention.

Unexpectedly, Zhonghe Zhenjun said: "Black history has to be mentioned often, and it has a warning effect." It's like driving a car to the rear-end collision, and there will be no next time with constant warnings. ”

Wu Xuanyue's face was full of black lines, he not only dug up her scars, but also took pleasure in them one after another.

At this time, the uncle in his forties opened the courtyard door, and saw a tall and thin man standing outside and a girl who had come before, his face became more serious, and he said very dignifiedly: "I'm sorry, my house is no longer rented." ”

He hadn't had that look on his face before, but had offered to rent one out to her.

Zhonghe Zhenjun said bluntly: "We want to buy your house. ”

The uncle seemed to have misheard, and said in astonishment, "What did you say?"

"That's right, as you heard, we want to buy your house. Zhonghe Zhenjun didn't wait for others to agree, he raised his sleeves slightly, the man was a little unable to stand, and a force made him have to get out of the way. Zhonghe Zhenjun swaggered into the garden and looked at the pattern.

The uncle's face was blacker than the bottom of the charcoal-burning pot, and he wanted to pick up the dog-beating stick next to him and get him out.

"Tell me a price. Zhonghe Zhenjun continued to pull hatred, not caring about the person in front of him who was trembling with anger.

The uncle finally broke out and roared angrily: "I asked for 10 million, can you take it? ”

Uncle casually called a whole number, in Jiangnan Z City, the house price is not high, this number should be higher than this house, counting the decoration, the garden plants, anyway, it should not be a loss.

"Really?"

The uncle looked at the dilapidated taxi parked outside with disdain, and was even more detonated, and said with a foul mouth: "I'll be your Mazhen, if you can come up with so much money, I will carry a bag within an hour." ”

As soon as the uncle's words fell, Zhonghe Zhenjun didn't care whether he wanted it or not, and then pulled up the uncle's right hand, I don't know where he got an A4 paper and held it in his hand, and quickly pulled the uncle's hand to Wu Xuanyue's lips and wiped the lipstick, before the two of them came to their senses, a pink handprint had been pressed on the A4 paper.

Zhonghe Zhenjun quickly took out a signature pen from his pocket, wrote the contract in a few clicks, and said to Wu Xuanyue: "Xuanyue, take out your mobile phone and transfer it to him." ”

"Huh?"

Wu Xuanyue was still in a dream, looking at the contract in front of her, and then at the garden house in front of her, she really liked it, or muttered: "Zhonghe senior, don't you need to bargain? Buying a house is not buying side dishes, you really didn't spend your own money?"

The question is, is it time to make a counteroffer?

Zhonghe Zhenjun said with a smile: "Originally, it wasn't to spend my own money, you just thought that the spirit runes that were thrown out at the intersection of Wulu last time were not five, but ten." ”

"You mention it again?" Wu Xuanyue pouted, her heart hurt once she mentioned it.

Zhonghe Zhenjun continued to laugh and said: "I will keep mentioning it, if you like this house, buy it, now in the city, there are not many big houses, and they have all been repaired to the suburbs." Besides, I know that you got that plant in Putuo Temple last time, and even if you prune the branches for silver in a year, you can still build a few such houses. ”

The uncle finally came to his senses, and after a few words, he still didn't know what had happened, and his house was actually sold.

He was about to get angry, when he heard them say that the plants he planted could sell for a lot of money. He is also a businessman, and he knows what plants can make a lot of money when he thinks about it.

It turned out that they were opium growers, and they were characters in the underworld, as they could have guessed from the arrogant behavior of this tall and thin man just now. It's terrible to be targeted by them, not to mention the house, and you may even have a small life in the future.

This slender man, with no more than a few taels of meat on his body, is a portrayal of a fan brother.

His speech and actions are more like the black of the rivers and lakes.

The uncle's legs were a little weak, and he couldn't stand still, and then he said good-naturedly: "I will fulfill my promise, I will go in immediately to carry the bag and flash people, and you can stay at any time." ”

"Wait. Zhonghe Zhenjun screamed, although the voice was not loud, the uncle was so frightened that he almost knelt down after hearing it.

The uncle looked back at him cowardly and stuttered, "Big brother, what's the matter?"

The uncle's tone was obviously like the two of them, as if this was a haunted mansion and he had to get out of it quickly.

Zhonghe Zhenjun said: "Take your account number, and we will transfer the money to you." ”

"Good. The uncle took out his wallet from the inner pocket of his suit with trembling hands, took out a bank card, and handed it over, "Turn to this card, you turn slowly, I'll go in and pack up my things and leave." ”

Wu Xuanyue took the bank card and said puzzledly: "Senior, why is he so afraid of you?

"He's never seen so much money, what tricks can I do. ”

Unexpectedly, not long after the money was transferred, the uncle hurriedly came out and handed over the real estate certificate. There were only two bags in his hand, saying that they were some changes of clothes and papers.

He trembled and handed over a paper bag, "This is the real estate certificate, you take it, my ID card will also be given to you, return it to me when it is done, if you need me to sign it when you transfer the ownership, call me at any time." ”

"Good. ”

Wu Xuanyue watched in astonishment as the uncle hurriedly drove away from the garage, and said in confusion: "It's so easy to buy a house?"

"How difficult can it be?" Zhonghe Zhenjun had bought a house, and he knew that the procedures were not so simple, but today was relatively smooth.

"It can't be a haunted house, is it?" she said, still happily walking into the house.

"Isn't the ghost house better, you can cultivate the ghost talisman at home without going out in the future. Zhonghe Zhenjun followed up to check as he spoke.