Chapter 212: If You Don't Sell, You Don't Sell (2)

He Che, who was still running a special car, only answered Chen Cang's call after sending the guests who were currently pulling to their destinations.

"Boss, Miss Xia, she said that she doesn't sell, and she also said that I got two numbers to call in turn to buy her house, but in fact, I only got one phone number......"

After hearing Chen Cang's words, He Che dropped the car window, lit a cigarette, and took an unhurried puff before he spoke: "Chen Cang, are you stupid?" This means that there is another person who wants to buy the girl's house, I don't care what method you use, you have to grab the girl's house for me, if you can't grab the ......"

He Che didn't say the latter words, but there was obviously a sharp flash between his eyebrows.

At this moment, he seemed to be a different person, murderous, like a king who had returned from blood.

Chen Cang on the other end of the phone, his voice was obviously much more regular: "Boss, I know." ”

After a pause, Chen Cang spoke up again: "Boss, can I directly use the money to smash Miss Xia, directly smash her, and then help you grab the house." ”

"No, you can't." He Che spoke up without thinking about it, "You can throw money, but you can't smash a stupid girl." ”

Seeing that the mobile phone was finally quiet, Xia Goodnight finally felt better, and then after taking care of his skin, he climbed into bed and went to sleep.

As a result, as soon as she closed her eyes, her phone rang.

It was a text message from the second phone number: "Twenty million, can I buy your house?" ”

Xia Goodnight bought this villa at the lowest price in history, only five million, and twenty million is already four times the price, but ...... Xia Wannight still rejected the other party: "Don't sell it." ”

As soon as the message was successfully sent, the first phone number also sent her a text message: "30 million, arrive in seconds, how about it?" ”

Why is the style of this sentence so familiar?

Xia Wan'an tilted his head and thought about it, thinking of the note he found in his bag when he found Han Jingnian's black card: No password, no limit, Han Jingnian.

Belch...... How could she be so unproductive, and she could think of him when she saw a message casually?

Xia Wan'an pursed her lips, and after a while, she replied to the message: "Do you think that if you give me 10 million more, I will compromise?" ”

After Xia Wan's reply to the message, he directly took a screenshot, blocked the phone number, and sent it to the circle of friends: "I met a sand sculpture, holding two mobile phone numbers, and kept sending messages to buy my house." ”

In the nanny's car, according to Han Jingnian's instructions, Zhang Cheng's mother, who had finished sending the message, sent Xia Goodnight's reply.

Seeing this news, Zhang Tezhu was immediately stupid: "Give Mrs. 10 million more?" That's 20 million, when are we going to offer 20 million to Madame? Could it be that someone wants to buy the lady's villa? ”

As these words came out of Zhang Tezhu's mouth, Han Jingnian's eyes immediately fell, and he almost didn't hesitate, so he made a decision: "Continue to increase the price until she agrees." ”

After replying to Zhang Tezhu's words, Han Jingnian saw Xia Goodnight's circle of friends in Zhang Tezhu's WeChat.

Since getting Zhang Tezhu's mobile phone, she will like it as long as Xia Wanhao posts on Moments, but at this moment, she looks at the word "sand sculpture" and falls into a tangle.

After struggling for about a minute, Han Jingnian still used Zhang Tezhu's WeChat account to give Xia Goodnight's latest circle of friends a thumbs up.