From He Mushi's mouth, I knew that she felt rich and wanted to buy a house in Daping. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But buying a house is never easy, especially after she feels rich.

If you have money, you will definitely unconsciously set a lot higher standards for your choice.

It's not easy.

Every day, I sat in the RV and saw the really good houses. Looking back at those "commercial houses", it is really unsightly.

What should I do? She didn't mean to take out a mortgage at all.

So she went back and forth every day to see the house. Like, can't afford it. I bought it and didn't like it.

If it goes on like this, she will definitely buy it. Maybe the standards will be relaxed, and it will be okay to buy a one- or two-story commercial house.

A person's life is originally a process of improvisation. It's just that those who don't have money have to make do with the environment, and those who have money will make do with the environment.

He Mushi's painting is the former. A million really can't buy a single-family house. So when she was ready to take one last look at the house she liked.

In the distance, a limousine drove up and stopped at the door of the house she fancied.

He Mushihui said that the strange thing at that time was that although the iron door of the house had been opened automatically, the car did not drive in, but a few people got out of the car.

The first person was a tall woman, with long hair and a shawl, wearing a black silk dress and high heels, and she was not shorter than He Mushihua when she stood up (in fact, she was taller than her), so even if she took off her shoes, she was at least more than one meter seven tall.

The remaining three were all men, one looked like a young man like a secretary, and the other two were blonde foreigners, all forty or fifty years old, dressed in decent suits, quite imposing.

The young man got out of the car and said something to the two blond-haired foreigners, but unfortunately the two foreigners didn't seem to fully understand his foreign language with a strong local accent, and the expressions on their faces were already a little unpleasant.

Although the tall woman next to her was in a hurry, she didn't seem to know any foreign languages at all, so she could only watch from the sidelines.

He Mushihua said that although she was very far away from several people at the time, with her ear power, there was no problem at all in hearing what several people were saying.

He Mushihui said that the two blonde foreigners did not speak English, but French.

The secretary-like young man, though he also spoke French, was like a beginner, with a strong Asian accent of French, except for the sometimes inaccurate pronunciation.

All languages are the same, once you bring a local accent, it is difficult to understand it, and the two foreigners obviously do not understand it.

He Mushi's eyes couldn't help but light up, isn't this the opportunity given to her by God?

There is an arrangement for looking at the RV to see the room, not which room you want to see, you can see which room. And now, it is very likely that she bought the villa.

"I'll just look inside, just one last time. He Mu Shihua said to himself.

After thinking about it, he walked towards it with a light footstep.

So her appearance attracted the attention of several people, she was a beautiful woman, and no matter how clear her goal was, she walked straight towards them, and it was difficult not to attract attention.

He Mu Shihui walked over and said enthusiastically: "Hello, do you need me to help you translate?" She first said it to the woman, and then to the two foreigners in French.

The eyes of several people suddenly lit up, especially the secretary-like young man who was even more relieved, and asked him anxiously, "Do you speak French?"

"Yes. ”

"Thank you so much, please translate it for us. ”

"No problem. ”

The tall woman next to her also looked at He Mushihua carefully, with some curiosity in her eyes.

According to Ho Mushi, after she helped translate, the woman invited her into the villa, and after chatting for a while, she said that the house was civilized, so she moved.

Listening to her description, Wenming thought for a while, knew which the other party was, and said, "I'll make a call." ”

"Old Zheng, this house ......"

"Well, that's good! Thank you!"

Just as civilization guessed, it was him. And that woman was the distant relative he was by his side at the time.

"Am I doing something wrong?" said in a whisper.

Wenming looked at her and did not reprimand her, but said, "Forget it, just take it." ”

"You...... Not angry?" she asked again.

"Why am I angry when people give me gifts? Wen Wen laughed.

Seeing that Wenming smiled, He Mushihua also smiled. "Great, finally have a big house to live in!"

She couldn't help but cheer. If it weren't for the fact that she wasn't a child now, she would have been running around the house at a high speed.

Zashiki Boy's love for the house is not understandable to ordinary people.

"Mr. Wen, our boss is here. ”

It didn't take much effort, and after the worker recognized the civilization, the owner of the moving company appeared directly.

Seeing his hurried appearance, it was obvious that he had listened to the notice of his subordinates, and immediately came.

"Mr. Wen, I didn't expect this to be your home. Oh, I should have thought that this is the only place to deserve Mr. Shang. ”

"You...... Know me?" asked Wenming.

"Mr. Wen shouldn't know me. But now in District 13, who doesn't know Mr. ”

Civilization nodded. has made Cheng Biting Jin out, and he must have been in the eyes of many people now.

Zheng Lao is, and so is this person.

It's just that in the face of the house sent by Zheng Lao, Civilization also smiled, because he really couldn't afford it, at least for now.

And this boss came in a hurry, and sent a "free order" to transport favors, but Wenming refused.

"Mr. Wen, don't be like them. They're sneaking and playing tricks......"

Oh, he also knows who his men are.

"No! But they are strength money, and this money is not avoidable. Civilization said.

"Yes, yes, you said yes. He rolled his eyes, and suddenly saw the workers who had finished moving the furniture, and immediately shouted, "What's the matter with you?

"Boss, it's really not. We've moved it out. The foreman said aggrievedly.

Although he didn't know why the boss was so angry with this young man, the boss couldn't afford to mess with it, and they naturally couldn't afford to mess with it. Low eyebrows are pleasing to the eyes, low and small, not once or twice.

People like them are bullying ordinary people who are not as strong as them.

But if a premise is not established, they will be restored to the original appearance of the workers.

To say that they are "gangsters" is a bit demeaning, and to say that they are "the slippery of small citizens" is a bit of a lift. They are such old fritters who are not in tune, can take advantage, can be lazy, and will never let go.