The painter has passed away, although he has a reason not to leave his property to his wife, but these properties are not Mu Xiaoxian's, how can she take them out and sell them.

"Does the painter have no children?"

"Oh, if I tell you to sell it, you'll sell it." Shi Shi had a master's tone.

Seeing that Mu Xiaoxian had no intention of selling, Shi Shi caught up and said, "Okay, anyway, you know that these paintings are here, and sooner or later when you need them, you can pick them up again." ”

Mu Xiaoxian ignored her and left the underground secret room, but the things inside didn't move at all, and she didn't even touch them.

After taking a shower, I lay in bed, and sleepiness hit.

In the previous seven days and seven nights, Mu Xiaoxian was exhausted by fear, and today she can finally close her eyes and rest peacefully.

Although Mu Xiaoxian has spirituality, there are also things that cannot be detected, such as the secrets hidden in this house, as well as her own destiny.

Fall asleep.

The negotiations on Si Shengting's side did not go well, and the stalemate lasted until more than three o'clock in the morning, and Mr. Smith did not give an accurate answer, but it could be seen that the situation was very bad.

From 3 to 5 o'clock in the morning, the general manager of the department organized a high-level internal meeting to discuss countermeasures.

Overnight, after the hard work, the whole person was tired and haggard. The beard grew out, a layer of oil boiled out of his face, and his face was dull, as if he was more than ten years old.

The special assistant persuaded: "Mr. Si should go back and rest first." ”

Si Shengting stood in front of the mirror, looking at his face, completely losing the spirit of the group boss, like a porter.

He has no mood to sleep now, and he has to find something to do so that he doesn't want to be upset.

Looking at his appearance, Si Shengting suddenly had an idea.

He asked the special assistant to get a set of porters' overalls, a dilapidated pickup truck, and a toolbox.

"Mr. Si, what are you going to ......," the special assistant stared at him in shock.

The morning sun shines brightly, and a new day begins.

Si Shengting changed into dark blue overalls, his hair was not washed or combed, and his beard was not shaved, and his image was that of a decoration worker. Got into the pickup truck again, put the toolbox in the passenger seat, turned to the special assistant and said, "Today you are on vacation, and you can stay at home with your wife!" ”

After saying that, he stepped on the accelerator and drove away in the pickup truck!

"No, Mr. Si, Mr. Si!" The special assistant stared at the car for a long time.

Mu Xiaoxian slept very well last night, and had an incomparably beautiful dream!

When I woke up with a smile, I heard Shi Shi calling in his ear, "Hey, Xiaoxian, wake up!" There's a decorator here! ”

Mu Xiaoxian slowly opened her eyes, thinking that Shi Shi was joking with her.

Yesterday, she made more than 100 phone calls, and as long as she said her address, the other party immediately refused, and no one came to raise the price.

Mu Xiaoxian sat up and pulled her messy long hair, "What did you say?" ”

"I just came to a renovation worker, and I started working when I entered the yard, changed the light bulbs on the door posts, and sorted out the materials you bought, ah, he brought a lot of materials in the car."

Mu Xiaoxian rubbed her eyes, thinking that she hadn't woken up from a dream, "Someone dares to come here to work?" ”

"Go and see, they're coming!"

Mu Xiaoxian put on slippers, found a big coat to put on her body, didn't have time to wash, and hurried downstairs to see her hair was unkempt.

Hurried footsteps landed on the wooden staircase in disrepair, making an astringent crunch.

When I came to the living room, I could see from the glass window that a tall man was wearing dark blue overalls, a peaked cap on his head, labor protection gloves on his hands, and a gray towel around his neck.

Mu Xiaoxian laughed instantly.