Chapter 197 This Is Reality!

(This chapter is a bit evil~)

"Mr. Yang, I think this price is still worth considering. There are not many high-quality locations in Beverly Hills, and there are not many properties with 270-degree invincible views. This excellent view is worth several million additional Value, not expensive at all~”

Wendy was still happily inducing and persuading Yang Cheng, explaining the advantages of this property one by one, but she didn't notice that Yang Cheng's eyes had changed. . шщш.㈦㈨ⅹS.сом is updated so fast.

To be honest, for Yang Cheng, there is not much difference between 55 million and 60 million, not to mention that Makowski's vehicles are also worthy of the 5 million increase, but he just doesn't like the feeling of being 'forced' by others. If you are upset, you will naturally vent your anger, then someone will be unlucky, and the instigator Makowski Yang Cheng doesn't know him, and he is not there, so the unlucky person will naturally fall on this "poor" woman in front of him.

Standing up and coming to Wendy, the eyes that seemed to engulf people were firmly locked on the woman.

Wendy's keen sixth sense told her that she might be in trouble today, so she took a step back helplessly, and said in a trembling and thin voice, "Mr. Yang~"

"You should know that there are not so many things that should be taken for granted in this world, right? If you want to get the fruit, you must put in the corresponding efforts." Yang Cheng pressed hard every step of the way until Wendy retreated to the corner, and there was no way to retreat. At that time, Yang Cheng suddenly turned around and walked towards the bathroom, undressing while walking, a faint voice came, "I'm going to try the shower to see if it works..."

Wendy is really going to cry, don't bring such a bully, how can anyone buy a house to try a shower, of course she understands the meaning of Yang Cheng's words, women in her line of work, especially in the Beverly area Most of the active real estate agents are not clean, or they will do everything in order to get a huge amount of "drawing".

Especially for those male real estate managers, when you meet customers with special hobbies, if you don’t bend over and offer chrysanthemums, you won’t be able to take the order, which means that you won’t be able to get the “drawing” and become a waste of time One meal, but if you don’t have money, you can’t support yourself or your family. This is the cruelest and most realistic aspect of Hollywood Vanity Fair, and this is America.

Wendy is not a newcomer anymore. When she first entered the industry, she had already wade into the muddy water for the sake of performance and commissions. However, with the enrichment of sales skills and experience, she also had a stable partner. I got married and formed a family, so I never did it again, and at worst I didn't do that business.

But not today, Wendy knew that she couldn't just turn around and leave willfully, who knows if Yang Cheng is a narrow-minded person, once she calls the company to complain, she may not even be able to keep her job, so what's the point of talking about a "draw" as a bonus , Will the company offend the famous rich man in the United States for her small business? The answer is obvious.

Yang Cheng deliberately opened the 'door' of the bathroom, Wendy heard the sound of running water like a reminder, after a fierce ideological struggle,

After all, I still have to bow my head to reality, bit my lips and replied a message to my husband who just sent a text message to care about me, and then I stopped hesitating, the shirts and skirts fell off one by one, and the black high-heeled shoes were in a mess They were stacked together, barefoot on the soft carpet, red toenails were sexy and seductive, with a shy expression on their faces, they walked through the cloakroom.

As the glass 'door' of the bathroom was closed with a 'bang', there was silence in the bedroom, and the screen of the mobile phone that fell on the 'bed' flickered. . .

"Honey, remember to eat lunch, you have a bad appetite!"

"Honey, is work going well?"

"Honey, my husband gave out a bonus today, can I bring you a big meal tonight?"

"Honey, are you busy again? Well, remember to 'take' time to reply to my message, don't worry me!"

"Wife~"

. . . . . .

The City of Angels at dusk is a kind of extreme romance, with thick clouds and mists entrenched in the sky, and the setting sun can only take a little gap to shoot out streaks of crimson glow, like a sinking sea The swimming fish in the water occasionally roll with golden scales.

In the master bedroom on the second floor of the Trousdale Manor, there is a sound of tender cries like a phoenix nirvana, and the "desire" is flying high in the orange-red glow of Beverly Hills, which is melodious and charming!

After a long while, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped. Wendy, who was physically and mentally exhausted, curled up in the arms of the man who had brought her to an unprecedented peak, panting heavily, and didn't even want to move a finger at this moment.

To her, this short afternoon seemed as long as a century. While she couldn't suppress the thrill to her bones, she also had to endure moral torture, being on the equator for a while, falling into the Antarctic for a while, The torment of the two heavens of ice and fire made Wendy want to die.

The evening wind blows slowly with the fragrance of flowers and grass, and the sparrows that landed on the railing of the balcony are chirping non-stop, as if mocking the shameless couple on the boat.

Enjoying the aftertaste after GC, the contented Yang Cheng wiped the sweat off Wendy's cheeks, gave a 'kiss' to the rosy shoulder, and said with a light smile, "Wendy, you are so 'great', I don't care I'm willing to let you go, what should I do?"

"Mr. Yang, please let me go. This afternoon, I treated it as a sweet dream. When I wake up from the dream, I have to return to real life. People can't live in dreams forever." Wendy struggled to get up, bowed her head and smiled wryly. Looking at the strawberries on his pair of sticks, he said quite philosophically.

Yang Cheng didn't force it, it was just a deal, you love me.

Reluctantly getting addicted to the softness, he also disembarked, picked up the clothes on the ground and handed them over, "I'll go back to the company with you to sign a contract in a while, and after I get the 'drawing', figure out what to do." Did it 'flower'?"

Wendy glanced at Yang Cheng reproachfully, and she still didn't forget to take advantage of it, but she didn't say anything, her body was explored by Yang Cheng in the past few hours, so there was no secret.

"I'm about to resign. After working for so many years, I realized that this job is not suitable for me. Maybe it would be good to use the money to open a supermarket, a 'flower' shop, etc." Wendy paused in her clothes, like a Like a naive little girl, she tilted her head and said relaxedly.

Yang Cheng nodded. Naturally, he would not interfere with other people's lives. After thinking for a while, he picked up Wendy's phone, asked for the unlock code, opened the address book and saved his phone number in it, and then shook Wendy's face. The phone said, "This is my number, don't delete it, call me if you encounter any trouble in the future, and I will help you once."

Wendy was not hypocritical, she deserved it, she nodded, "Understood, thank you."

Two hours later, Yang Cheng and Wendy went to the Century Real Estate Company to sign a contract. The housekeeper White will come over to handle the payment for him tomorrow. In addition, he also needs White to bring his servants to take care of his daily life.

That night, after personally sending Wendy home, Yang Cheng directly checked into Trousdale, no, it should be called Jason Manor now, after being tired all afternoon, Yang Cheng didn't go to jay-z's party. I made a phone call to say sorry, and told jay-z that the house was bought by him, and invited the couple to come and play when they have time.

The first day in Los Angeles passed happily.

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On October 13th, Yang Cheng fell asleep until 10:00 in the morning. Last night, she ordered the takeaway service from the Hilton Hotel, ate a few mouthfuls, and fell asleep on the 'bed'. She fell asleep without a dream all night. 12, 3 hours, after getting up, my head is groggy, MD, I slept too much.

I found a set of home clothes from the suitcase that I hadn't packed in the future, and came downstairs after 'rubbing' the deformed hair. White was already cleaning the house with the servants.

"Good morning, White, when did you come?" Yang Cheng yawned, slumped on the sofa sleepily, and shouted to White who turned his back to direct the servant.

"Good morning Jason, I have been here for more than an hour, did you sleep well last night?" White's standard smile that has not changed for thousands of years looked very friendly to Yang Cheng.

"Slept well, did you bring the chef?" Yang Cheng asked, yawning, complaining about her appetite as soon as she woke up, and yelling non-stop.

Of course White would not make low-level mistakes. Even if Yang Cheng didn't need it, he and his servants still needed a chef to prepare meals.

"Of course, what do you want to eat?"

Yang Cheng thought for a while in a daze, "Let's make a sandwich, and some milk. I have an appointment with Jeffrey Katzenberg for lunch at noon. Don't eat too much."

"Then how about making a Parma prosciutto 'ham' cheese sandwich? Because I came early, the refrigerator didn't have too many ingredients." When White suggested to Yang Cheng, he still pointed to the artwork and signaled the servant to ask for it when it was wiped. careful.

"Well~ no problem, by the way, have you completed the procedures for the house?" Yang Cheng suddenly remembered that the house had not been officially transferred to his name.

"Yes, I arrived just in time for the opening of the Century Real Estate Company in the morning. The procedures have been completed, and I just need to wait for the government to register and confirm. In addition, the house payment needs to be paid within 3 days." White commented on this set. He is very familiar with the work, and he is responsible for the transfer procedures of the Santa Barbara ranch.

Yang Cheng nodded, "Just contact Riz Khan and ask him to transfer money from my account, don't delay."

"OK."

After eating a sandwich and going upstairs to wash up, Yang Cheng drove down the mountain in a blue-and-black Bugatti Viron, with Hansen sitting in the co-pilot.

"Let Andrew go to the Waldorf Astoria Hotel to drive the LaFerrari back to the manor later, and then let the people from the car dealer go to the house to do a maintenance on the car." Yang Cheng put one arm on the window frame and supported his head. Holding the steering wheel with one hand, he ordered casually.

"Good boss."

David Ellison arranged the meeting place for several people at the Coastal Club in Malibu. I don't know what the grandson thinks. If he has to arrange a place so far away, Yang Cheng can't get up even if he is driving a supercar on Highway 1. At a fast pace, it took a full hour to arrive at the famous Malibu Beach.

Stretching 21 miles of coastline, Malibu, which is crossed by the Pacific Coast Highway, has world-renowned beaches, numerous surfing handsome men and women, luxurious celebrity villas and stunning natural landscapes, and is also a famous summer resort. A resort, but unfortunately it is autumn, even in California, it is not a good time to go into the water.

He got out of the car cursingly, turned his hands behind his back and knocked on the back of his back, this is not good for a supercar, he couldn't take it after driving for a long time, he waved his hand to let the parking boy leave, locked the car by himself, and pointed at the 'door' David Ellison greeted him with a smile and scolded, "You bastard, you have to pay me back!"