Jenny had a black line, and she was shocked by Yan Murong's question.

Discount? Buy a villa with a discount?

Master, don't you kid me? Tens of millions of dollars have been spent, and now let me give you a discount? ――Even if I wanted to, I wouldn't have that right.

"This—"

"Haha, teasing you." Seeing Jenny's embarrassed appearance that she was about to cry, Yan Murong hurriedly laughed twice, dispelling this unrealistic and very embarrassing idea.

"Mr. Yan, you are so humorous." Jenny breathed a sigh of relief at this time, looked at Yan Murong and smiled.

Humor? Humorous fart, who knows you don't give discounts here. Yan Murong thought to herself.

followed Jenny out of the villa in a Mercedes-Benz, and several people went straight back to the office in the office building.

Jenny looks no different from those sales ladies, but she is still an official, as can be seen from the employees in the hall calling her manager.

It's just that Yan Murong can't figure it out, is it true that Hong Kong is all employees sitting in the office drinking coffee and blowing cold breeze, and the boss wants to go out to run business?

"Mr. Yan, Miss Teng, please take a seat." After entering Jenny's office, after Jenny invited the two of them to sit down, she squatted down, took out a contract from the safe under the desk, checked it, and handed it to Yan Murong.

"Mr. Yan, you take a look at this contract, if there is no problem, sign it below, these are in duplicate, you keep one copy, and we must also keep one copy as an archive, so as to avoid any disputes in the future."

Yan Murong nodded, he was very satisfied with this.

After reading the contract carefully, Yan Murong asked. "Is that all?"

"Yes, that's it." Jenny patiently explained. "In addition, please show your ID, we need to help you go through the formalities, just a copy."

Yan Murong took out his ID card from his body, handed it to Jenny, and then looked at the content of the contract again, looked at it for a long time, and then handed it to Teng Xiangling and asked her to help read it for a while.

After Teng Xiangling nodded to confirm that there was no problem, Yan Murong grabbed a pen from the table and prepared to sign the contract.

"Bang!"

Before Yan Murong's pen landed on the paper, he was startled by the loud noise coming from behind.

Looking back, I saw a man in his thirties, dressed in an Armani suit, with a big back combed head, and shiny hair, standing in the doorway, staring at Jenny with a sneer.

Jenny was also startled by the loud noise, and her face changed when she saw the man standing in the doorway. "Wang Shao, you-what are you doing?"

"Do what?" The man walked in with a sneer, glanced at Yan Murong with slanted eyes and disdain, and said with a smile on his face. "Jenny, Jenny, do you owe ~ to do it? I'm not in Hong Kong for two days, and you're going to sell the villa I set up to someone else? ”

"Wang Shao, you misunderstood." Hearing this Wang Shao's words, Jenny's face became ugly, but she still forcibly pulled the corners of her mouth, reluctantly laughed, and said. "Our company has a rule that if the customer wants to make a reservation, he needs to pay a deposit of 30%, so we can reserve seven days for you. However, you have not paid a penny, and we have not been able to contact you, and it just so happened that this gentleman came to see the house—"

"Stinky~, why do you say so much? I told you not to sell, you are not allowed to sell, deposit? Fuck your money. "Wang Shao is even more arrogant." If you can't be the master, call Cao Jinrong and ask him to come over. ”

As he spoke, Wang Shao looked at Yan Murong and said with slanted eyes. "Where did it come from?"

Yan Murong pursed his lips, but when he didn't hear his words, he turned his face to the side, picked up the contract on the table and continued to sign.

Wang Shao was on fire.

You can scold him, but you can't ignore him, and what he hates most is being ignored by others.

Therefore, when Yan Murong turned his head, he was very angry.

"Are you deaf?" Seeing that Yan Murong was about to sign again, Wang Shao raised his leg and walked over, stretched out his hand and grabbed the contract on the table.

"Smack!"

Wang Shao only felt that his body suddenly and unconsciously turned in a circle, and then, there was something more in his hand. When I looked down, I found that there was an extra inkwell in my hand for some reason.

"The most annoying thing is that you guys who are full of food and undersmoked, run out and call nonsense when you have nothing to do, sit and play with a bottle." Yan Murong said without looking back.

"Holy shit." After Wang Shao was stunned for a moment, his anger completely exploded. "If you sign it, I don't believe that you can live in it if you buy a house."

"That's my business." Yan Murong said lightly, but the pen in his hand did not stop, and he quickly signed his name on a few pages of the contract, and looked at Jenny who was pale. "Come on, you stamp it, and then help me with the formalities."

"Stinky~, if you dare to move, Lao Tzu will find someone to turn you." Wang Shao said with a grim threat.

"If you interject again, I'll smash your mouth." Yan Murong turned to look at Wang Shao, his eyes were like bloodthirsty wolves, and his eyes were full of murderous aura.

Before taking him away, the old man warned him that when it was time to rein in, he had to rein in to the end—so this Wang Shao was lucky. Otherwise, how could he still stand here and threaten others, he would have been stunned by Yan Murong's mouth.

"You-" Wang Shao wanted to say something more, but when he saw Yan Murong's wolf-like eyes, he subconsciously shuddered, and he forcibly held back the words he wanted to scold.

But thinking that he was admitting this by doing this, he was a little unwilling, so he took a few steps back, and after distancing himself from Yan Murong, he pointed at Yan Murong and said. "You wait, if I can let you out of this gate, my king of kings will write my name upside down."

"Pss

Yan Murong couldn't hold back, so he laughed. "The king of kings? Damn, your dad is so talented, what's not a good name, he gave you a ham sausage name - you when I was a three-year-old, write your name backwards? Damn, what's the difference between writing backwards and writing upright? ”

"Pss

Two more chuckles came, and Teng Xiangling and the pale Jenny couldn't hold back, and they were amused by Yan Murong's words.

"You-" Ham sausage-oh no, it was the king of kings' face that was extremely ugly, his fingers trembling at Yan Murong, and he shouted in a sharp voice. "There's a kind of you waiting, I'm going to let you out of this building, I'm what you raised."

After saying that, the king of kings kicked over the paper basket at the door, turned around and walked outside.

PS: On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the long night is once again to greet all students.