"Mom, this is the lawyer I contacted, surnamed Yan."

Song Bangyue tied up her hair while introducing it to the Song family.

Yan Qi glanced at her, and said in his heart that he was a professional, so he would not be deceived by her.

I was reluctant to come into contact with the vampires of the Song family, so I just nodded coldly, "Hello." ”

Yan Qi can't be called stunning, but he must be a handsome guy, with single-eyelid Danfeng eyes, clear eyebrows, and thin lips.

Long inch hair, sideburns are meticulously built, making him look clean and unapproachable.

Wearing a smart black suit, carrying a briefcase, and silver wire glasses reflecting the green light, the professional and capable elite atmosphere instantly made Wang Qinlan look straight in the eyes.

She looked at her beautiful daughter again, her eyes flashed more and more, and she grabbed Song Bangyue and leaned against her ear and muttered:

"You're good, huh?"

Can this fat woman hope for something good?

"It's not."

Wang Qinlan shoved her with her elbow, "You just hide it from my mother." ”

There is a kind of person who asks not to hear your answers, she just wants to hear the results she wants.

Song Bangyue admonished herself to maintain her personality, and frowned, "People are professional lawyers, I spent 8,000 yuan to hire it, Mom, don't let your popularity go." ”

Saying 'whispering' in front of people, did Yan Qi look like eating a fly and his face would be green?

"Oops, so much money!?"

This time, Wang Qinlan believed it, because it was not her own people who spent the money.

"What if it weren't?" Song Bangyue took the opportunity to start fooling, "Do you know that you have to pay taxes and fees according to the area of the transferred house?" For example, the villa is worth more than 20 million, and the transfer tax alone will cost millions. ”

Wang Qinlan immediately pushed her away, as if she saw something dirty, "A dead girl, if you don't want to transfer the house, just say it clearly, find someone to gang up to deceive us?" ”

Song Jiancheng stood behind the two of them, his eyes that were squeezed by horizontal flesh flashed dangerously, and his fat palm also moved.

This was a precursor to his going to hit someone.

Yan Qi has been a lawyer for a long time, and the people who hate domestic violence the most are men and women.

"What Miss Song said is true." He began to popularize science clearly, "Whether at home or abroad, all large transactions involved need to pay taxes, which is the obligation of citizens." ”

"Even my father's salary has to be taxed, let alone so much money."

Song Bangyue cautiously agreed, looking like she was very afraid of being beaten.

If this bastard dares to do anything to her, let him also try her old Song family's ancestral nine-nine sword technique!

When she said this, it seemed very reasonable.

Song Yunzhi kicked his pocket and whispered to his father: "She's right. ”

Anyway, he is also a guy who has been eating, drinking and having fun in a junior college for three years, and he still knows this common sense.

The reason why I didn't say it just now was that I just wanted to wait for his father to beat his sister.

Who made her pay her last time and didn't give him pocket money.

Song Jiancheng took out the posture of the head of the family, "How do you hang Lawyer Yan at the door?" Come in and have some tea. ”

Pushed Wang Qinlan again, "Make tea." ”

waited for Yan Qi to sit down before he asked him tentatively, "Where is Lawyer Yan?" ”

I don't know if it's reliable?

"Heavenly Law Office."

Song Jiancheng was confused when he heard this, but Song Yunzhi said excitedly:

"I know that Tianlu is the best and largest law firm in Yunjiang City, and Xiaomei has a cousin who works there!"

Xiaomei is his rich second-generation girlfriend.

He also went to Tianlu to pick up that cousin for dinner, and was fortunate enough to see Tianlu's single-family building, which was full of such elites.

wrote pride in his eyes one by one, which he still remembers vividly.

Song Jiancheng was shocked when he heard it, and hurriedly called Wang Qinlan, who was busy with work, "Take my treasured Longjing to make a pot." ”

"Got it."

Wang Qinlan brewed the tea after a while, and then went to wash the mask.

Yan Qi didn't even look at it, but took out the materials in the bag, "I've heard from the client, this is the information I organized, let's take a look at it first." ”

Song Bangyue secretly commented, na, this is called professional, she hesitated before, and there is no trace of acting at the moment.

Song Jiancheng took it, but he didn't graduate from the first grade because he didn't want to memorize Jing Yesi, so he saw it in a fog at this time, so he had to give it to his son.

Song Yunzhi couldn't understand those articles, but only understood the taxes and fees summarized at the end, "Why are there so many taxes and fees?!" ”

"After all, that villa is valued at 26.2 million."

Song Jiancheng hurriedly asked, "How much tax did you say directly?" ”

"It's almost five million!"

"What?!"

Wang Qinlan rushed out with the half-unloaded mask, "Five million? Why don't you grab it! ”

God, how much money did they get from the Chu family in total?

Five million, then you can't clean up your son's marriage money!

Song Jiancheng glanced at her, "You know a fart!" ”

That's a villa worth 26.2 million, and the general manager of their hotel can't afford to live in it.

"Why don't you wash your face quickly? Shame on the mess! ”

Wang Qinlan immediately didn't dare to say anything more and went back to the bathroom.

The middle-aged man looked at Yan Qi again, "We are just transferring the property, not buying and selling, so we shouldn't need to pay taxes, right?" ”

At the critical moment, his mind turned a corner.

Legally, if it is a gratuitous gift to a relative, it is indeed not taxable.

Yan Qi nodded, "Indeed." ”

Without waiting for the father and son to breathe a sigh of relief, Song Bangyue broke their illusions without much confidence, "No...... Not gratuitous ......"

Song Jiancheng's big face instantly collapsed with two lumps of fat, and his narrow eyes stared at her like snakes:

"Say it again."

The young woman hugged her arms and shrunk her neck, "Chu Yan said, you have to give him 200,000, otherwise he will set the house on fire." ”

At this moment, she did rise to fear, which was the instinct engraved in the bones of the original owner for more than 20 years.

It's obviously a hot day, but there is a cold sweat behind it.

Yan Qi also lowered his face, "Mr. Song, please also respect my employer's wishes. ”

If this man dares to do something in front of him, he will send people in and squat for two years.

Song Jiancheng puffed out his cheeks, "That dead boy really said that?" ”

"Xiaoyan's bull temper, Dad, don't you know yet?"

Song Yunzhi on the side nodded with deep understanding, last year, the little beast was still carrying a knife to fight him, for fear that his father would be reluctant to give up 200,000, so he hurriedly persuaded:

"Dad, isn't it 200,000 yuan and transfer tax, that's a villa of more than 20 million!"

Xiaomei's belly is about to show her pregnancy, and he is still waiting for the house to get married!

If it weren't for his own son, Song Jiancheng really wanted to slap him to death, what was the monkey anxious about?

Song Bangyue looked scared, and then urged, "Dad, you quickly get an idea, if you give Xiaoyan his grandfather and uncle know that the house is going to be transferred, I don't know how to bury me." ”

Song Jiancheng didn't care how she was targeted, but he cared about the Chu family.

I think that when my daughter and Chu Jinhong received the certificate, more than a dozen members of the Chu family rushed to the Civil Affairs Bureau to make a fuss, but he stopped them with a machete that chopped the pig's bones.

"You call Chu Yan over, I want to see if he really has the ability to order a house."

Obviously, they want to start with the 'head of the household'.