Chapter 210 Selling a House

It was only a few minutes before Tang Min walked down. At this time, Ye Xiaofei was still sitting there. It's like it's never moved!

Tang Min couldn't help but shake his hand in front of Ye Xiaofei's eyes. casually asked, "Why are you still here!" ”

Ye Xiaofei rolled his eyes helplessly, "Do you think I want to, you said so much, do you have my contact information?" I don't even know your number, where are you going to find me then! ”

"Give me your number!" Tang Min said, and directly threw Ye Xiaofei a business card. "If there is anything, contact me, if you dare to tell Assistant Shen directly, I will definitely deduct your salary."

After speaking, Tang Min stretched her waist, and under the outline of the tight clothes, her beautiful figure was unobstructed, and the sunglasses that had just hung on her face were also taken off by her.

A pair of crescent-like eyes, a smile seems to hook a man's heart. casually put on light makeup and no sunglasses, but it looks a little pure.

Noticing that Ye Xiaofei's eyes were always on him, Tang Min snorted coldly.

Ye Xiaofei also noticed that his behavior was a little foul, coughed lightly twice, and stood up directly.

"Then, I'll go first, if Miss Tang has something, I'll be on call!"

Ye Xiaofei turned his head and left, and Tang Min looked at Ye Xiaofei's back, his eyes showed a hint of cunning, in fact, his father wanted this person to protect him all the time, but it was so safe here, and there was a need for people to watch him twenty-four hours a day, which would make him lose his freedom.

At the moment, Ye Xiaofei is a sensible person, he asked him to leave, and he left, he didn't covet the mansions and food here, and he didn't think that something would happen to him, which made Tang Mingao look at Ye Xiaofei for three points.

Walking out of the villa, Ye Xiaofei wanted to take a taxi back, but found that the people in this mansion all had their own cars, and the taxi driver knew this, and there was no shadow of a taxi around.

Holding the bank card in his hand, Ye Xiaofei was thinking about what would happen next.

His father is old, An An is still young, and he has a job now, although the eldest lady doesn't really want to see her, but Ye Xiaofei knows that the person who hired him must want to protect the eldest lady twenty-four hours a day.

The current state will not last long.

Unconsciously, Ye Xiaofei had already walked out of the villa area, took a taxi, and Ye Xiaofei went home directly.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Ye Xiaofei felt a little strange, why the neighbors around him were all in his home, as if he was still persuading his father to do something.

Ye Xiaofei walked into the house, and an old neighbor said directly, "Xiaofei, you come to persuade your father, your father is going to sell the house!" ”

The surrounding neighbors are also talking about it, you know, they and Ye Xiaofei's father are also decades old neighbors, so they naturally know about Ye Xiaofei's mother's serious illness.

They originally came to see Ye Xiaofei's father, and by the way, they planned to help if they could, but as soon as they walked in, they saw Ye Xiaofei's father talking to others about selling the house.

"Selling a house?" Ye Xiaofei paused for a moment, he knew that his mother's illness, although it seemed to be stable now, it would definitely recur in a short time.

That's a bottomless pit.

But he didn't expect that his father was ready to sell the house. This new house was bought by my parents when I was eight years old, and at that time it was already a well-off home to have such a building.

Ye Xiaofei still remembers that his father was proud when he bought a house, but now his father wants to sell it.

A middle-aged man frowned at everything in front of him.

"Why are you acting in so many plays, don't you just want to raise the price! It's okay for 30,000 or 20,000, I'm not bad for money, I just want to have a place to stay, I don't have to use this house in the future, maybe it's just a warehouse! ”

Listening to the middle-aged man's words, Father Ye's face turned white, he had lived in it for so many years, and he already had a house of feelings, and he wanted to be used as a warehouse, and Father Ye couldn't get over this hurdle in his own heart.

But his wife's illness weighed on his heart like a mountain.

At this time, Ye Xiaofei pushed away the people around him and squeezed in.

"My dad is confused, this house is not for sale! It doesn't matter how much money you pay! ”

The look of disdain on the middle-aged man's face became heavier and heavier, "Yo Yo Yo, you are still acting, you are a family drama spirit, and you have brought your neighbors over to accompany you, I said that you have really worked hard to sell the house at a high price!" ”

The contempt in his words made Father Ye unable to raise his head.

Ye Xiaofei took his father aside. said solemnly to the middle-aged man, "I said that this suite is not for sale, why, don't you understand?" ”

The middle-aged man threw out a bank card with disdain: "Originally, this old building only needed 400,000 yuan to take it, and I paid 500,000 yuan, how about it, it's enough!" ”

500,000, Father Ye's hands trembled a little, he knew that as long as this 500,000, he could let his wife live for a few more years.

"Enough, enough, 500,000 enough!" Father Ye hurriedly said.

However, as soon as Ye's father finished speaking, he was surprised to see that Ye Xiaofei actually threw the bank card directly to the middle-aged man.

"If you don't sell it, let alone 500,000, I won't sell it even if it's a million!"

The middle-aged man turned his head and snorted coldly, "The old one is a drama spirit, the little one is a madman, let me buy such a house, I won't buy it yet!" ”

After saying that, he scolded and turned his head and left.

"Son, nimade's disease!" After Father Ye finished speaking, he walked directly back to the house. Father Ye knew that his son had no money, and the tens of thousands of yuan he took out before, Father Ye didn't know where Ye Xiaofei borrowed it.

That's why he will sell the house now, but seeing that Ye Xiaofei has been blocking himself.

Father Ye only felt that his heart was half cold.

"When did my son not even save his mother for these hundreds of thousands!"

After the neighbor left, Ye Xiaofei slowly knocked on his father's door.

"Come in!" A suppressed voice came out of Ye's father's room.

"Dad!" Ye Xiaofei entered the door and shouted directly.

Originally, Father Ye had already made up his mind to ignore this son if he didn't sell the house, but this father, all the tears that Father Ye had suppressed before flowed down.

Father Ye hugged Ye Xiaofei directly, "Xiaofei, promise Dad, save your mother!" Your dad is in good health and can go out to make money, your mom can't help it! ”

Ye Xiaofei was stunned, he didn't expect that his father would say such a thing to himself.