Chapter 272 Buy a Property!

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Zhou Ze came back with Bai Yingying on her back. Bai Yingying put one arm around Zhou Ze's neck, and held the ice cream in the other hand to lick it from time to time. Zhou Ze could smell the fragrance from the girl and the sweetness of the ice cream. taste.

"Boss, are you tired?"

"No."

"Is that because Yingying is very heavy?"

"No."

"Then why does the boss always slide Yingying down and lift her up again?"

"No."

"There are some."

"Yingying."

"Ah, boss."

"Why don't you wear a chest sign?"

"Boss, Yingying has always been wearing a chest sign before."

"Then why are you wearing a bellyband today?"

"The boss changed Yingying's clothes today."

"Oh, my fault, I thought you were from the Qing Dynasty and used to wear bellybands."

"Boss, do you like bellybands?"

"like it all."

Just chatting about some interesting tidbits about "the latest fashion week in Paris",

Zhou Ze walked to the door of the bookstore with Bai Yingying on his back.

Songs are playing in the bookstore.

"Has he lost contact with whoring in Guangdong?"

Bai Yingying hummed along with the song, and then asked:

"Boss, what song is this? It's so exciting."

"It's a man who has been wandering in Guangdong for ten years. It's called "Guangdong Love Story", sung in Cantonese."

"Oh, Jiang Zi."

Pushing open the door of the bookstore, Zhou Ze discovered that there was a stranger in the bookstore. This person was wearing a white suit, mille-soled cloth shoes on his feet, holding a brush, and was waving at the white paper on the bar counter.

The old man was sitting in a wheelchair, and every time the other party made a stroke, he would applaud beside him and shout "OK!"

Zhou Ze put Yingying on the sofa and walked over to have a look.

"Boss, you are back. This guest is a great calligrapher. He came to our store for a cup of tea without bringing any money, but he had a pen, ink, paper and inkstone with him. Pindao asked him to keep a picture of calligraphy as tea money."

Zhou Ze nodded, and didn't say anything about it. A cup of tea doesn't cost much, and it makes sense for someone to leave a message.

"call!"

finished writing,

Signed, with India.

The gentleman in white, who was nearly fifty years old, took two steps back and looked at his own handwriting.

The old Taoist also leaned over and kept shouting "good words, good words! The meaning is far-reaching, the words are sonorous, boss, how about hanging them in a bookstore?

It's just hanging under your sign that says "I'll hear it, I'll hear it"? "

"Sing Yan City generously, and be a prisoner of Chu calmly. With a knife, you can make a quick move, and you will live up to the boy's head."

Every character is written with charm, and it is not an exaggeration for the old Taoist to comment that the characters are sonorous. Zhou Ze doesn't know calligraphy very well, but from the perspective of the people who eat melons, it is indeed a good calligraphy.

But when the old Taoist said that he wanted to frame this painting and hang it outside, Zhou Ze said directly:

"Don't hang it outside the door, hang it in your own room."

"What?"

The old Taoist was startled in his heart, there must be a demon if something abnormal happens!

Once the boss treats you nicely, it means that he sees a pit in front of you and is about to watch you jump into it.

This is the experience that Lao Dao has tested on the edge of 404 time and time again.

"Hehe, what the boss said is that this picture is not suitable for hanging in the hall. This is an excerpt from Wang Jinwei's "Genesis"."

"What, a traitor's poem?"

The old Taoist immediately pointed to the five-year-old man and said:

"I said, brother, you are so mean, I think you didn't bring any money, so you agreed to exchange a picture of words for tea money, aren't you scolding me for writing this picture?

Do you know where this is?

Even if the kid passes by here, he has to leave a part of it behind! "

"The calligraphy is good, so it's fine. If you hang it up, you can avoid it. My calligraphy is not so cheap. You can't exchange it for a cup of tea."

The old man in white began to pack up his pen and ink, then turned and walked out of the bookstore.

"Who is this?" The old man is still brooding over this matter.

"She Wenyuan." Zhou Ze looked at the inscription and said, "Maybe it's because he thinks that you exchanged a cup of tea for a picture of him. Balance it out."

"Stingy, who does he think he is, a guy dressed in cosplay and pretending to serve, no matter how good his handwriting is, the inscriptions with leaders are worth money?"

Zhou Ze ignored the still angry old man, washed his hands, changed into a white coat and went up to the second floor.

Lao Xu's condition is also improving, but he hasn't woken up yet. From Zhou Ze's point of view, it may be that Lao Xu's self-awareness is still repelling him from waking up for the time being, because his master has become his enemy who killed his father and mother. He doesn't know How should I deal with this when I wake up.

But at least his physical condition has recovered well.

Zhou Ze went to look at Deadpool in the glass jar again, only to find that several grasses had grown on Deadpool's body.

"Old way!"

Zhou Ze came down from upstairs,

"What did you add to Deadpool's glass jar!"

There are very few people in the bookstore who can do activities now, and Zhou Ze himself is one of them.

Yingying just woke up and was with her all the time, so the suspect was immediately identified.

"Nothing added?" The old man asked in doubt.

"Then why is there grass growing on his head?"

"Fuck, grass growing on your head?" The old man was also startled, "I don't know, boss, I didn't do anything."

talking and talking

The old man suddenly looked at the monkey who was eating melon seeds next to him. He lifted the monkey up and asked:

"Monkey smash, say, did you put something?"

The little monkey was a little puzzled at first, but under the eyes of the old man and the boss, the monkey also pouted, and took out a handful of seeds from his small schoolbag.

"You put seeds in him?" The old man was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

"Squeak creak!"

The monkey danced while shouting, and pointed at Zhou Ze from time to time.

It means something like,

He watched Zhou Ze fertilize Deadpool every day,

The monkey felt that it should not only fertilize,

Something else should be planted.

"Look at your monkey." Zhou Ze didn't know what to say.

"Hey, I understand, I understand." The old man hurriedly apologized for the monkey.

During the daytime in the study, a little life finally came back to life. Zhou Ze was lying on the sofa, flipping through the newspaper, and Bai Yingying was lying next to Zhou Ze, holding a copy of "Self-cultivation of a Maid" in her hand and continued to read, but she would not Let go of any opportunity to learn and improve yourself.

At night, Zhou Ze sent Bai Yingying upstairs first, and then went downstairs to take a bath by himself.

At this time, the store door was pushed open, and a young man in a cheap suit walked in.

After the man came in, he looked around and didn't take a seat, just stood there.

"Hello?" The old man sitting behind the bar shouted, almost asking "Are you a human or a ghost".

"Excuse me, does Miss Bai live here?"

Zhou Ze, who had already pushed open the bathroom door, took a few steps back and took a look at the young man with a look of scrutiny in his eyes.

You ask me what are you doing at home?

besides,

Why did my family know you?

"It's like this. Miss Bai hasn't contacted me for a long time. I'm really worried, so I took the liberty to come to visit today."

"Oh." Zhou Ze responded, sat down on the sofa again, pointed to the seat opposite him, and said, "Sit."

The young man sat down, slightly embarrassed.

You are so cramped!

What's the matter with your eyes?

Why is it like a hairy son-in-law looking at his father-in-law?

"What's the matter with her?"

Zhou Ze took a sip of the cold tea on the coffee table.

"It's like this, the house, I've already shown it to her."

"puff…………"

Boss Zhou squirted out a mouthful of water and sprayed it directly on the coffee table.

The young man stood up immediately, and helped Zhou Ze wipe the water stains with a facial tissue.

"What's wrong with you?"

"How long have you known each other?"

Zhou Ze asked.

impossible,

Zhou Ze didn't think that Yingying would have the chance to meet other men. He was usually at home, so Yingying had no chance.

Apart from serving herself all day long, she is just playing games, how can she have such skill?

Is it possible?

Was it during his coma?

Zhou Ze remembered that he often fell into a coma for half a month a while ago.

Is it during this time?

"I know, we've known each other for almost a year," the young man said.

Almost a year?

In other words, not long after she just woke up, did she know each other?

I have been lied to for almost a year?

Zhou Ze's breathing suddenly became rapid,

At this moment,

He had an urge to pack the guy in front of him and send him to hell,

Regardless of whether it is right or not, whether it is appropriate or not, or even whether it will be punished or not, this impulse is getting stronger and stronger.

"Excuse me, where is Miss Bai?" the young man asked.

"Old man, prepare the meal." Zhou Ze shouted.

"What?" The old man was confused.

"Cuiji Pork Head Meat, Dried White Potato Tea, Xiting Crispy Cake, Dried Hai'an Steamed Bun, Rugao Old Yellow Rice Wine, on top."

"this…………"

The old Taoist thought to himself, isn't this something that was prepared in the store when it entertained the passing souls.

"Don't be so polite, don't be so polite, I've eaten, I've eaten." The young man looked flattered.

He had no idea that what he was going to eat was the hell meal.

"It's like this. I have negotiated the townhouse that Miss Bai asked me to see. The price is almost a quarter of the market price. But I came to see Miss Bai to confirm the last thing, because that Someone died in this villa before, I want to ask Miss Bai if she knows about it..."

"Wait!" Zhou Ze interrupted the other party's words, and asked directly: "What do you do?"

"Oh, I forgot, this is my business card, I am the sales manager of Tongcheng Lianjia."

"A house seller?" Zhou Ze asked doubtfully.

This is an intermediary, right?

"Yes, Miss Bai is our golden VIP client. In the past year, she has purchased more than ten high-end properties in Tongcheng through our branch."

"..." Zhou Ze.

"..." The old Taoist who was planning to eavesdrop on the gossip with his ears pricked up.

"Is there some misunderstanding here?" Zhou Ze asked.

I know my maid is rich,

But I really didn't know that my maid was so rich!

"It's like this. Miss Bai said that her husband has a mistress and has been seducing her husband with the fact that he has more than 20 flats.

So she plans to surpass her in the number of properties, and Miss Bai said that she doesn't want resettlement houses, only middle-to-high-end ones. "

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