Power and Wealth

Afternoon, west suburb.

Haikou Villa Garden, 6 buildings.

In the living room on the first floor, Lady Yang and Yang Zhaofen looked shocked at Dong Xuebin, the phrase "It's my house now” choked Yang Zhaojuan choking enough, who didn't expect this scene. At the moment of the appearance of the sales building lady, Yang Zhaojuan thought they had been fooled by the mother and son of Xiaoping, and used a house that wasn't their own to fool them, but who wanted the next second Xiaoping's son didn't blink and wrote a cheque for nearly 20 million dollars and threw it over, just to be angry, stunned was to buy this heavenly priced villa!

That's 20 million!

Yang Zhaojuan can't earn money for ten lifetimes!

Words can no longer describe Yang Zhaojuan's mood at this moment. There is only one stunned question left in mind. How much money does the Xiaoping family have??

The scene was quiet and the needle could be heard.

One second... Two seconds... Three seconds... The lady of the saleshouse came back and looked down slightly and quickly at the check. No problem, she had a full smile on her face. She knew that she had met a tough guy and bought the slap board without even looking at the house. This hand made her feel too overwhelmed!

What do you mean, rich?

That's fucking rich!

“What's the matter?” Dong Xuebin, look at the saleslady, “right? ”

“Right, right, right.” Miss Buildings is enthusiastic: “Sir, I'll get right to you. ”

“There's no hurry, I think the house is renovated, well, the furniture is in order, all sold together in the house price?” Seeing her nod, Dong Xuebin laughed: “Well, you should put the check in the accounts first, the formalities and the contract will be done in the afternoon. Now this is my house, right?” Until Yang Zhaojuan had been completely shocked, Dong Xuebin still did not forget to punch her in the face.

Although the formalities have not yet been completed, they have all been paid for, and the sales lady laughed: "Yes, it is your house now, we will give you the keys after the contract. ”

“Thank you, then?” Dong Xuebin looked out the door.

The sales lady immediately said, "I won't bother you, I'll go and pay you first. ”

With all due respect, the saleswoman left the villa at a gentle pace.

When he turned around, Dong Xuebin saw that Yang Zhaojuan was still a little stunned. “Sit down, Auntie, sit down. ”

Yang Zhaojuan's face was somewhat indestructible and shady.

Xiaoping stared so angrily at his son, "Son of a bitch, you're making a fuss!” After that, turn around and look at Yang Zhaojuan, "Zhaojuan, Xiaobin doesn't understand anything, don't be like him. ”

With the steps, Yang Zhaojuan hurriedly borrowed the slope down, “Hi, it's okay. ”

Yang Zhaofen also said, “Sister Xiao, this house is really nice, with the garden with the swimming pool, let's go up? ”

At Yang Zhaofen's suggestion, everyone went upstairs to the third floor and started looking at the house.

When he walked to a small rooftop on the third floor, Dong Xuebin found an empty slot to pull his mother aside and whispered: “Mom, did you bring your ID and other documents? Just take it with you. Go to the sales office and sign the contract later. In your name, the house will be honored by your son. ”

Xiaoping listened and waved quickly, "Mom, no! ”

“I bought it all, you don't want it, you have to. ”

“Otherwise, back off.” Xiaoping Xiaoping was heartbroken: “It's too expensive. ”

Dong Xuebin hummed: “What's so expensive? It's not expensive to spend as much money for my mother's sake. It's worth as much money as you spend. You also said that my mother's family is in poor condition? Let her say one more! Let me hear another one!” Yang Zhaojuan, of course they can't say that anymore. They can spend millions to buy a head start, they can spend 20 million to buy the owner of a villa. If the family condition is still poor, there are not many good family conditions in the world!

Xiaoping's heart was warm, his mouth cursed with a smile: "How can you take revenge? ”

Dong Xuebin did not think otherwise: “This is not revenge. Anyone who dares to bully my mother, make her look good! ”

“Your Uncle Yang and the old lady are still here. Save some face for Zhaojuan. Don't be like that, okay? ”

“Got it. Got it.” Choking Yang Zhaojuan up enough today, Dong Xuebin's anger is a lot quenched, “but you have to take this house. Without this, I have been planning to buy you a villa to honor you. Mom, don't say no, but give your son a chance to perform. ”

Xiaoping said helplessly: “Okay, but Mom can't live here. Just take the keys and come and live here when you get back to the capital. ”

“We'll both have the keys. ”

“Mmm.”

… noon.

Purple bamboo yard. Shangri-La Hotel.

Dong Xuebin entertained Mrs. Yang's travellers in this top five star hotel in Beijing, ordered a table of dishes on a budget of more than 200,000, very rich.

Dong Xuebin has been creating momentum for his mother. Of course, he is also using practical actions to tell Mrs. Yang that my mother's condition is not worse than that of Uncle Yang, even better than a lot of things. It's not that your family doesn't marry, don't be too selfish. What kind of man can't you find on my mother's condition? If you get Cerser with my mother again, we'll split up. Who can't do it without you?

So while eating, Dong Xuebin never mentioned that his mother and Uncle Yang were married, as if the two families had only met for a meal.

But Dong Xuebin and Xiaoping didn't mention it, but someone did.

I don't know what they have been talking about privately. Anyway, I saw that the delicate dish with the five-digit price on it was served on the table. Yang Zhaojuan was shocked again. He simply didn't speak. Just today, the mother and son of Xiaoping showed tens of millions of economic strength. Faced with these, Yang Zhaojuan felt that any language was pale and powerless, and the embarrassing color on his face flashed.

“Sister Lui.” Yang Zhaofen has always had a good relationship with Xiaoping, so this is the most appropriate time for her to talk, "about you and my brother... is it time? ”

Xiaoping's face was hot, look at Yang Zhaode.

Yang Zhaode smiled and looked at her, both smiling.

“We…” Xiaoping Xiaoping said.

But at this time, she listened to Lady Yang: “Let's settle this sooner. I'm in charge. ”

Yang Zhaode laughed, “We intend not to have a wedding. At this age, the two families will have dinner together. ”

Mrs. Yang nodded slightly, no problem.

“Xiaobin.” Yang Zhaode looks at Dong Xuebin, "huh, what do you think? ”

Dong Xuebin laughed: “You and my mother can discuss this. I will listen to my mother. My mother agrees. Anything is fine. ”

This must be a very comfortable meal.

(To be continued)