Before noon, western suburbs.
Haige Villa Garden, 6 buildings.
In the living room on the first floor, Mrs. Yang and Yang Zhaofen looked at Dong Xuebin in shock. The words "This is my home now" choked Yang Zhaojuan so much. No one expected this scene. The salesperson
The moment my sister appeared, Yang Deng and the others thought they had been deceived by Luan Xiaoping and her son, using a house that was not their own to fool them. But who would have thought that the next second Luan Xiaoping's son wrote without blinking? I threw a check of nearly 20 million and bought this sky-high price villa just for a vindictive word!
That’s 20 million!
Yang Zhaojuan can’t earn money in ten lifetimes!
Words can no longer describe the mood of Yang Zhaojuan and the others at this moment. There is only one stunned question left in their minds, how much money does Luan Xiaoping's family have?
The scene was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
one second…
Two seconds…
Three seconds…
The sales lady came back to her senses at this time. She looked down at the check quickly with her eyes slightly blank. There was no problem. A smile appeared on her face. She knew she had met a ruthless person and made the decision to buy the house without even looking at it. , this move made her feel too domineering!
What does it mean to be rich
This is fucking rich!
"What's wrong?" Dong Xuebin looked at the sales lady, "Is the check correct?"
"Yes, yes, yes." The sales lady said enthusiastically, "Sir, I will handle the procedures for you right away."
"Don't rush with the procedures. I see that the house has been decorated. Well, the furniture is also complete. Is this all included in the house payment and sold together?" Seeing her nodding, Dong Xuebin smiled and said: "That's good, you go first Put the check in the account, and handle the formalities and contracts in the afternoon. This is my home now, isn't it?" Until this time when Yang Zhaojuan was completely shocked, Dong Xuebin still didn't forget to slap her in the face again.
Although the formalities have not been completed, the money has been paid, and the sales lady also smiled and said: "Yes, it is your home from now on, and we will give you the key after the contract is completed."
"Thank you then?" Dong Xuebin looked at the door.
The sales lady immediately understood, "I won't disturb you anymore, I'll go make the payment for you first."
After saying that, the sales lady left the villa with brisk steps.
Turning around, Dong Xuebin saw that Yang Zhaojuan was still a little dazed, so he smiled and said: "Auntie, sit down, sit down quickly."
Yang Zhaojuan's face was a little uneasy, gloomy and ever-changing.
Luan Xiaoping glared at her son angrily, "You brat, you're just messing around!" After saying that, she turned to look at Yang Zhaojuan, "Zhaojuan, Xiaobin is ignorant, don't be as knowledgeable as him."
With the stairs now available, Yang Zhaojuan quickly used the slope to get down. "Hey, it's okay, it's okay."
Yang Zhaofen also said politely, "Sister Luan, this house is really nice. It also has a garden and a swimming pool. Let's go up and have a look?"
The atmosphere calmed down, and at Yang Zhaofen's suggestion, everyone went up to the second and third floors and began to look at the house.
When he reached a small rooftop on the third floor, Dong Xuebin found an opportunity to pull his mother aside and whispered: "Mom, have you brought your ID card and other documents? Just bring them. You can go to the store later." The building office will go through the formalities and sign the contract in your name, and this house will be regarded as your son’s filial piety.”
When Luan Xiaoping heard this, she quickly waved her hand, "Mom, I don't want it, I don't want it!"
“I’ve bought everything, even if you don’t want it, you have to have it.”
"Otherwise, we should withdraw." Luan Xiaoping said distressedly: "It's too expensive."
Dong Xuebin snorted: "What's it expensive? Come on, let me vent your anger. No matter how much money you spend, it's not expensive. It's worth how much money you spend. You still say that my mother's family conditions are poor? Let her say it again! Try again! Let her say something and let me listen!" Of course Yang Zhaojuan and the others can't say that anymore. The owner who can spend tens of thousands to buy a villa, and the owner who can spend 20 million to buy a villa, if the family conditions are still poor, what kind of world will it be? There are not many people in the world with good family conditions!
Luan Xiaoping felt warm in her heart and cursed with a smile: "Why do you hold a grudge so much!"
Dong Xuebin said disapprovingly: "This is not a grudge. Whoever dares to bully my mother, buddy, let me look good!"
"You, Uncle Yang and the old lady are still here. Save some face for Zhaojuan and stop being like that. Do you understand?"
"I know, I know." Yang Deng was choked so much today that Dong Xuebin's anger also subsided a lot. "But you have to accept this house. Without this matter, I have always planned to buy you a villa to honor you." Yes, Mom, don’t say no, you have to give your son a chance to show off.”
Luan Xiaoping said helplessly: "Okay, but mom can't live here. You have the key. Just come and live here when you return to the capital."
"Then we both have a key.
"Um."
noon.
Zizhuyuan. Shangri-La Hotel.
Dong Xuebin entertained Mrs. Yang and her party in this one of the best five-star hotels in the capital, and ordered a table of sumptuous dishes based on a budget of more than 200,000 yuan.
Dong Xuebin has been building momentum for his mother, and of course he will do it to the end. He is also using practical actions to tell Mrs. Yang and the others that my mother's conditions are no worse than Uncle Yang's, and are even much better. It's not that she won't marry someone who has to be in your family. Too pretentious. With my mother’s conditions, what kind of man can’t be found? If you guys keep getting along with my mother, then we'll break up, and we won't be able to survive without the other!
So during the meal, Dong Xuebin didn't mention the marriage between his mother and Uncle Yang at all, as if the two families met just for a meal.
But Dong Xuebin and Luan Xiaoping didn't mention it, but someone did.
I don’t know what they communicated in private. Anyway, seeing the plates of exquisite dishes with five-digit prices being brought to the table, Yang Zhaojuan was shocked again and simply stopped talking. But today, Luan Xiaoping and her son The two of them showed economic strength of tens of millions. Faced with this, Yang Zhaojuan felt that all words were pale and powerless, and the embarrassment on her face flashed across her face.
"Sister Luan." Yang Zhaofen has always had a good relationship with Luan Xiaoping, so it is the most appropriate time for her to speak at this time. "Have you decided to settle the matter with my brother?"
Luan Xiao's nose felt hot and she looked at Yang Zhaode.
Yang Zhaode also looked at her with a smile, and both of them smiled.
"We..." Luan Xiaoping wanted to say something.
But at this time, I heard Mrs. Yang say: "Set the date early, I have the final say on this matter."
Yang Zhaode smiled and said, "We don't plan to hold a wedding. We are already at this age. Then the two families will have a meal together."
Old Mrs. Yang nodded slightly, no objection.
"Xiao Bin." Yang Zhaode looked at Dong Xuebin, "Haha, what do you think?"
Dong Xuebin smiled and said: "You and my mother can discuss it. I will listen to my mother. If my mother agrees, no matter what."
If the tone is certain, this meal will be very satisfying.