West Lake Garden is the name of the high-end villa area located near West Lake.

After lunch, Yan Murong said goodbye to Lang Yumin and came here by taxi alone, Teng Zhan wanted to come with him, but Yan Murong made an excuse to stay.

I'd rather tear down a bridge than break a marriage, Uncle Teng, come on!

The sales office is an independent two-story building located outside the villa area, walking into the hall, it is extremely quiet inside, Yan Murong looked around, in addition to the villa map hanging on the wall in the hall, it is a model map covered with a glass cover in the middle.

There are eight villas of different sizes in the whole villa area, and in the middle of the villa complex is an artificial lake, which is linked to the West Lake, which is also a part of the West Lake.

At this time, almost everyone was taking a nap, and Yan Murong had already entered the hall for a while, but he didn't see a single figure.

"Anyone?" Yan Murong shouted loudly.

"Here we are." At this time, a woman's voice came from upstairs, and then, the sound of high heels hitting the ground sounded, and a young woman in her twenties, dressed in professional clothes, walked downstairs with hazy eyes, and seemed to be sleeping upstairs.

"You are?" The woman looked at Yan Murong and asked.

"I'll come and see the house." Yan Murong said slightly apologetically. "Excuse me from your nap? Can you tell me about it? ”

As soon as she heard Yan Murong say to come and see the house, the woman's eyes widened. Of course, it wasn't because someone was happy to buy a house, but because they were looking at Yan Murong.

"Are you sick? What's the mess at noon? The woman swept around Yan Murong and saw that he was wearing a cheap sportswear, and immediately looked disdainful.

Yan Murong was stunned, am I sick? What's the situation, how can you buy a house and scold people inexplicably? Could this be the legendary wake-up gas?

"Go out, don't you look at what this place buys, can you afford it?" Seeing Yan Murong standing there stunned, the woman looked disgusted and waved her hand like a dog.

Yan Murong finally understood that feelings were the fault of his own clothes - people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, and this is appropriate at any time. Especially in this kind of high-consumption place, the first thing people look at is what kind of car you drive and what clothes you wear - of course, many novels have those tycoons who wear big pants and vests to buy luxury cars and villas, and they like to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. But the problem is that Yan Murong has never had such an idea, just because this dress is comfortable and convenient to wear. You let him wear shoes and tie all day long to go out to see a doctor, he really feels awkward. Besides, he's always hands-on with people, and it's really uncomfortable to wear a suit.

"How do you know I can't afford it?" Yan Murong was surprisingly lifeless, and asked with a smile, thinking to himself, since this is the case, then he doesn't mind playing a low-level and interesting game like pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

"Say, how many more villas are there? I want them all. Yan Murong shouted loudly as if he was a big turtle.

"How many more?" The woman sneered disdainfully. "I can see the man now, can I die if I don't blow it? You can't afford one set, but how many more you have - if you can afford one, I'll give you the rest. ”

"Deal." Yan Murong smiled, she didn't expect this woman to be so cooperative, she really wanted people to pretend to be pigs.

As he spoke, Yan Murong took out the checkbook from his pocket that he had basically not used, wrote 36 million on it, handed it to the woman, and said. "I just looked, the largest set of 800 square meters, 451 square meters, a total of 36 million, the property fee will be paid when the time comes-this is a cash check, you can transfer it immediately."

Just like the development of those stories of pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, after seeing the long list of zeros on the check, the woman is stupid. He stood there stunned, not speaking, and not going to take Yan Murong's check.

"Hey, don't be stupid, go through the formalities for me, I'll get the keys in the afternoon." Yan Murong urged impatiently. "Besides, what did you just say? I bought a set, and you gave me the rest, right? Since you are so generous, I am embarrassed to refuse, come on, go through all the formalities together. ”

Listening to Yan Murong's urging voice, the woman finally came back to her senses, and the contemptuous sneer on her face was gone, replaced by a red face.

"What's the matter? You want to play tricks, huh? "Yan Murong was aggressive. For this kind of woman who only knows how to measure a person by her external image, she really doesn't deserve sympathy.

"I—"

"What are you? To do it or not to do it? Hurry up? If you can't do that, call your manager. Yan Murong said coldly. Tell you, don't think about paying my debts, no one can pay my debts from me. ”

"That's a surveillance probe, right?" Yan Murong pointed to the probe in the corner of the wall and said. "What you said is all monitored, it's a big deal that I spent money to find some lip styling experts, what you said, they can see it at a glance."

"Wow-"

The woman didn't speak, let alone beg for mercy, but her eyes turned red and she cried out.

Why are you crying? Aggrieved.

She knows rich people, and she knows that they have strange tempers, and it seems that the mistakes she has made are now difficult to make up.

I don't know if it's because Yan Murong is talking loudly, or because the woman is crying loudly, there was another sound of high heels upstairs, and then, a woman in her thirties, who was also wearing professional clothes, but had a more mature atmosphere than this woman, walked down, looked at the check in Yan Murong's hand, and asked suspiciously. "What's the matter, sir? Xiaohong, what are you crying about? ”

Xiaohong didn't speak, just cried vigorously, and after a while, her face cried like a toilet that had just rained.

"This is a cash check, I want the villa of 800 square meters." Yan Murong handed the check to the female manager, glanced at the nameplate on her chest, and there was a very gentleman's name - Li Wei.

"Yes sir, I'll do it right away." Li Wei was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Wait." Yan Murong stopped Li Wei and pointed at Xiaohong and said. "Manager Li, what do you think is the most important thing in doing business?"

"It's credibility." Li Wei was a little surprised that the man in front of him asked what this meant, but he still replied quickly.

"A manager is a manager." Yan Murong laughed, pointed at Xiaohong, and said. "In business, reputation is the most important thing, and this young lady just said that if I can afford to buy a villa, she will give me the rest of the villas - I think, you shouldn't be without credibility, right?"