Jing Zeheng's apartment is located in the community called Shengjing Nianhua, located in the center of Anbd, with first-class supporting facilities and properties, there are only three buildings in the whole community, and the total number of residents is less than 200. Such a living environment, in a crowded and busy central area, is so extravagant that people are blushing.

So—

He's really not an unscrupulous developer, really.

"Boss, obviously, Miss doesn't care about whether you have a conscience," Cheng Ye's expression was sincere, "What Miss cares about is obviously the housing price - the cheapest house in Shengjing costs 20 million, even if it is calculated according to the highest loan ratio, the down payment is not something that Miss can afford, right?"

Jing Zeheng: "Then we have to send out a very conscientious press release from the Shengjing developer first."

This is a matter of principle, not a matter of child's play.

The boss was not serious, and the secretary could only nod cooperatively: "Okay, I'll let the public relations department write a press release immediately."

After Cheng Ye conveyed the instructions, he put down his mobile phone and said helplessly: "But boss, Shengjing really doesn't have a house for sale, and you also know that the people who buy houses there are not bad people, so this is ......."

"Didn't you leave a set for Jing Muhan before?" Jing Zeheng's tone was flat, "It just so happens that he hasn't lived. You ask someone to clean it first, and I'll take Sanskrit to see it in two days."

Cheng Ye: "......"

No wonder the boss is not in a hurry, he dared to love him and planned it early in the morning.

It's just that I pity Ershao, go out to study, and when I come back, I don't even have a house.

Cheng Ye felt sorry for Jing Muhan for a second, and then asked smartly, "Boss, is that asking the legal department to draw up a free transfer agreement?"

Jing Zeheng glanced at him, too lazy to answer.

Free transfer?

He thought it would be strange for the child to take it.

"The house is really nice, but the price is ......."

Shen Fanyin's little face wrinkled like a little bitter gourd, and he pressed his heart with one hand, "It's me who has climbed high."

The house in front of her is 300 square meters, 30 million, which is not something she can imagine.

She sighed.

If it weren't for Jing Zeheng, how could she, a person who didn't even have 300,000, come to see a house of 30 million?

In a year's time, she would probably be able to make a down payment, but now it is obviously unrealistic.

It's a big deal, take grandma for a year first, and then change it when you earn enough money!

Having made up his mind, Shen Fanyin said, "Let's go, brother, don't look at it."

Jing Zeheng tugged at her wrist and pulled her back, "I'll send you."

His tone was flat and relaxed, as if he was just going to give Shen Fanyin an ice cream.

Shen Fanyin was stunned and raised his hands in front of him.

"Brother, look, what is this?"

Weak and boneless little hands, ten fingers are white and slender, and the palms are pink and clean.

Jing Zeheng didn't answer, and the hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist before he suppressed the urge to hold her into the palm of his hand.

Shen Fanyin didn't notice the emotion in his eyes, put down his hand and said, "I have hands and feet, I can buy it myself."

As he expected.

Jing Zeheng could only say: "Then I'll give you an interest-free loan, you can give the down payment or not, don't run out to borrow money, and don't be pressured."

"Huh?" Shen Fanyin looked at him in astonishment, "You still have banking business?"

Jing Zeheng smiled dumbly and said, "This house is also in my name, if you insist on buying it with money, sign a contract for installment payment, and pay it back when you have money."

Shen Fanyin: "......"

The differences between people are ridiculous.

She couldn't reach a down payment threshold with all her might, but he easily told her that the house was his.

Also!

Shen Fanyin puffed out his cheeks and looked at him speechless for a long time.

Jing Zeheng was a little uncomfortable with her: "What's wrong?"

Shen Fanyin: "It's not much, I hate the rich."

He can give away 30 million casually, but she is different, she has to find it for a long time if she loses three yuan.

Jing Zeheng smiled dumbly.

He rubbed Shen Fanyin's head and said, "When this house was opened two years ago, the price was 80,000 yuan per square meter, and the whole household was 24 million.

Shen Fanyin was stunned for a moment, and said very sincerely, "Brother, my current total assets are 198,000, who gave you the courage to sell my house of more than 20 million? Aren't you afraid that I won't pay it back?"

Jing Zeheng looked at her with a chuckle, his eyes were full of tenderness: "If you don't pay back, I'll ask your brother for it."

Shen Fanyin: "...... Brother, don't you really need a national anti-fraud app?"

「……」

Shen Fanyin shook his head again and said to him, "Wait for next year, if I have enough money, you can sell me the house again."

Such a big bargain, she didn't dare to ask for it.

Her stubbornness made Jing Zeheng very helpless.

He pressed his eyebrows, and his expression became a little serious: "Sanskrit, I know you have your own principles, but you also have to think about grandma. The old man is old and has a bad memory, if you buy a house that is not safe and not guaranteed to save money, what if she gets lost?"

"I ......"

"Not to mention you can watch her all the time, even if you work from home all day, what if there's a burglary? It's not like you haven't experienced this."

「……」

Jing Zeheng's words poked Shen Fanyin's sore spot.

His tone softened a little, and he said, "Since I promised my second uncle and aunt to take care of you, I must be responsible for your safety. If you don't think it's appropriate to live in Jingyuan with your grandmother, you can move out, but I still want to make sure you are safe."

Shen Fanyin frowned lightly, very entangled.

She is not afraid of anything by herself, but with her grandmother, she has concerns.

Seeing her wavering expression, he took advantage of the victory to pursue: "Fanyin, if my parents know that I dare to ignore your residence, I probably won't have to go home again. Giving you an interest-free loan at the initial price is already the biggest concession I can make, and I can barely give them an explanation."

"Don't embarrass me too much, leave me a way to live, huh?"

Shen Fanyin: "......"

It was obviously her who took advantage, but why did she feel that she had taken the advantage to save his life?

Shen Fanyin was a little dazed by him.

It always felt like something was wrong.

Jing Zeheng had already taken the contract that had been prepared from Cheng Ye's hand and handed it to her, stuffed the pen into her hand, pointed to one place and said, "Sign here."

"Brother, I'm ......"

Jing Zeheng suddenly became serious, and his momentum was overwhelming: "Since you still know how to call me 'brother', sign it honestly."

He suddenly changed his face, startling Shen Fanyin, and when she came back to her senses, she had already signed her name on the end page of the contract.

Jing Zeheng directly took the contract out of her hand, handed it to Cheng Ye and said, "Go through the transfer procedures."

"Okay."

Cheng Ye took the contract and turned around and left, as if he was afraid of being stopped by Shen Fanyin.

"Wait a minute!"

Shen Fanyin looked confused: "Why did I suddenly get tens of millions of debts?"

Didn't he say before he came just to look at the house?

How did it become a forced buy and a forced sale?

Jing Zeheng took out a copy of the contract, pointed to a line and reassured: "It's okay, you can not pay it back, it's clear in black and white—"

"If you don't pay it back, Jing Ze Heng will pay it back."