A thousand cups of wine with a close friend is too little, and half a sentence without speculation is too much.
Now Ye Fei deeply understood the meaning of this sentence. He and Ma Qingyun couldn't find any feeling in their chat today, and even the last chat was a bit embarrassing, which made him extremely depressed.
Just when he felt that there was nothing much he could do with Ma Qingyun today, his eyes suddenly moved and he thought of something.
He is now looking for a suitable residence, that is, a residence that can meet the standards specified by the system. Such a residence cannot be a house of about 200 square meters like Ma Cuihua. It must be big enough, and at least the kitchen must be big enough. It seems that I can only look for villa type houses.
Villa-type houses are not the same as low-rent houses, which can be found in urban villages, nor are they the same as Ma Cuihua's residential-type houses. Although this kind of house is not cheap, it is not too expensive. High-end, at least compared to villas.
Ma Qingyun is still a figure in Yinzhou City. Ye Fei feels that if he helps with this matter, the chance of success may be greater. After all, whether Ma Qingyun is himself or someone he knows, most of them have It is impossible for a person of such status to live in a shabby place.
Thinking of this, Ye Fei stopped chatting awkwardly with Ma Qingyun and asked, "Mr. Ma, can I ask you something?"
At this time, Ma Qingyun also felt that today's chat with Ye Fei was really awkward. At least he was depressed by what they talked about.
As a result, at this moment, he saw that Ye Fei's message suddenly changed in style. It seemed that he had something very important to discuss with him, so he hurriedly replied to the message and said, "What's the matter?"
Ye Fei's reply to the message was also very fast.
"Mr. Ma, among your friends, are there any vacant villas that you can't live in?"
Ma Qingyun: "..."
He just thought that the chat with Ye Fei could go on smoothly, but when he saw Ye Fei's topic, Ma Qingyun was stuck again.
He couldn't understand what Ye Fei meant. What did he mean by an empty villa that could not be lived in? So why buy a villa? As a garden
"Uh~~What do you want to say?"
"I want to rent a villa."
"..."
Ma Qingyun was completely speechless. He suddenly realized that it was a mistake to add Ye Fei's pp number today. Why did he feel awkward talking to this guy today? Especially every piece of news from this guy requires people to waste a lot of brain cells to ponder it.
"Don't you have a house to live in? My daughter's house is so spacious, it's not enough for you to live in?"
Ye Fei's answer was very concise, just two words: "Not enough."
"What on earth do you want to do? That's a two hundred square meter house. Not to mention living alone, it's more than enough for a few more people. Why isn't it enough?"
Ma Qingyun didn't want to get involved in Ye Fei's affairs. He was just curious and bored. This was the first time he heard that it was not enough space for a person to live in a house of 200 square meters. Even if you are the fattest in the world, that is enough for you. You've been struggling inside, okay, but now you actually say it's not enough, how is this possible
"Ye Fei, what exactly do you want to do? Can you explain it more clearly?"
He was almost confused by Ye Fei now. He always felt that this guy was going to struggle for a while.
Sure enough, Ye Fei said: "The reason why I want to find a villa is because the kitchen I am currently using is too small, and I want to change to a larger kitchen to facilitate live broadcasts."
This time Ma Qingyun didn't reply to him for a long time, which made Ye Fei feel very strange and wondered what was this person doing? Regardless of whether there is or not, you should give me some news.
In fact, he didn't know that Ma Qingyun was even stranger than him at this time. The house of 200 square meters was not enough for this guy to cook. Isn't this nonsense
But before he could ask his doubts, Ye Fei had already started to explain to him.
"It's like this, Mr. Ma, as I have been a food anchor for longer and longer, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room has exceeded two million. Although this number is not very large, it is not small, so I think I need to cook more delicious food every time I broadcast, so that I can be worthy of the viewers who watch my live broadcast on time. But if I want to cook more delicious food, I have to find a spacious space, so I am looking for such a venue. If you know someone who wants to rent out a villa, I hope you can introduce them."
Only then did Ma Qingyun understand what Ye Fei meant, and he directly replied to the message: "This is a simple matter. Are you free now? If so, you can go to a place with me and see if you can take your fancy there."
Seeing the content of Ma Qingyun's reply, Ye Fei felt happy, because he knew that Ma Qingyun must know that such a wealthy person bought a villa as a vegetable garden.
"Okay, I can go there now. Where can we meet?"
"Remember the farmhouse you and Xiaohua went to? It was right there."
"Little flower?"
Hearing Ma Qingyun call his daughter Ma Cuihua this way, Ye Fei's mouth twitched, and then he couldn't help it anymore, and burst into laughter, thinking that the name Ma Cuihua itself was too good, and now he would give it another nickname , which is even more unbearable. Who would have thought that a beautiful woman would have such a charming name!
"Okay, I'll see you later."
Without saying anything to Ma Qingyun, Ye Fei went offline directly, got something to feed Xiaopi, locked the door and drove away from Yijing Garden.
Of course Ye Fei remembered the farmhouse he went to with Ma Cuihua last time, and had an unpleasant encounter with Ma Qingyun there.
After driving his new Silmarillion, Ye Fei arrived at the farmhouse more than an hour later.
When the car entered the hospital, Ye Fei got out of the car and looked at the pond first. He remembered that Ma Qingyun was fishing by the pond last time.
But this time he didn't find Ma Qingyun, and there wasn't a single fisherman by the pond.
Ye Fei wondered, thinking that Ma Qingyun stopped fishing
While he was thinking about it, a fat middle-aged man walked over. He had a white apron around his waist and he looked like a chef.
"Is this Mr. Ye?" The middle-aged man came to Ye Fei.
Ye Fei hummed and said, "I am Ye Fei."
"Hello, Mr. Ye, I am the chef here and I am also in charge of this farmhouse. You can just call me Erhu. Mr. Ma hasn't come yet. He said that if you come first, you should go inside and rest first."
Ye Fei followed Er Hu to a room, which was the small bamboo building where he and Ma Qingyun talked.
Ye Fei really likes this building. The whole building is made of bamboo, and it is an antique turret. It looks antique, quiet and beautiful, making it an ideal place to live.
Sitting on the bamboo chair, I felt a cool feeling coming from my buttocks, which was very comfortable on a hot day.
Everything around is made of bamboo, tables, decorations, and even walls are all made of green bamboo.
Ye Fei sat at the bamboo table. Erhu brought him a pot of tea. He poured a cup from a bamboo cup and tasted it beautifully.
Ye Fei waited for a long time but didn't see Ma Qingyun coming. He finished the pot of tea.
But just when he was impatient, Erhu came in.
At this time, Erhu had already changed his clothes and removed his white apron.
Ye Fei arrived patiently: "When will Mr. Ma arrive?"
Erhu hurriedly smiled and said: "Mr. Ma called just now and said that something happened and he couldn't come."
Ye Fei became anxious as soon as he heard this. This was not a good idea. Ma Qingyun was going too far.
Just when he was about to get angry, Erhu took out a large bunch of keys from his pocket and put them on the table, saying, "Mr. Ye, these are the keys to all the rooms in the farmhouse. I have numbers on them all."
Ye Fei was stunned and asked: "What do you mean?"
Erhu smiled naively and said, "Mr. Ma called just now and said that he would give this farmhouse to you as a gift. You will be the owner here from now on."
Ye Fei: "..."
He was immediately dumbfounded. He didn't expect that this farmhouse actually belonged to Ma Qingyun, and he didn't expect that Ma Qingyun would give it to him. Isn't this too generous
He has observed this place and can say that it is definitely a good place. There are mountains and water not far away, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. What is even more valuable is that this place is quiet and very suitable for life.
Not to mention the farmhouse, this place alone is definitely worth a lot of money. Unexpectedly, Ma Qingyun gave it away as soon as he said it.
Ye Fei didn't want to accept it, but after thinking about the system, he finally picked up the key and said, "I don't want the place, but I can borrow it for a few days."
Erhu said: "I can't control this. I just give you the key and convey Mr. Qiama's words. Okay, it's time for me to leave."
After saying that, Erhu turned around and left.
Looking at Erhu leaving, Ye Fei felt that Ma Qingyun's favor was too great, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed Ma Qingyun's number directly...
(End of chapter)