1943 Chapter 1943 Land Deed Handover

Seeing her father staring at Leng Hua with a dark face, Yang Xiaoer pulled his clothes: "Father, Brother Leng Hua came to our house to find you.? Bayi Chinese? w≥w≥w=.≤ 81zw.com”

Leng Hua smiled slightly, stepped forward and saluted: "I have seen Patriarch Yang, and I took the liberty to come here today, sorry for the inconvenience."

Patriarch Yang turned around and sat on the chair, and then asked: "Then, why did you come to my Yang Mansion?" He cast a sidelong glance at Leng Hua, picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea.

Yang Xiaoer wanted to speak, but Leng Hua stopped him with a gesture. Patriarch Yang didn't ask him to sit down, and he didn't sit down either. Instead, he stood in the hall and said softly, "My master wants to buy the three-and-a-half-story building in Xishi from Patriarch Yang."

Hearing this, Patriarch Yang, who was drinking tea, choked on the tea. He put down his teacup and coughed a few times. After he calmed down, he asked in a slightly raised voice: "What did you say? Your master wants to buy my city. That floor?"

"Exactly." Leng Hua nodded.

Patriarch Yang was a little surprised, but he didn't respond right away, but thought deeply, and then carefully looked at the young man in front of him, seeing this young man. He was a boy, but he could also be called a young man, because he looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was dressed in white clothes very simply, his temperament was even more gentle, and his appearance was also very good.

Such a man is just a servant? After all, even ordinary family members can't compare to him who is neither arrogant nor humble. How can his master be such an outstanding person who can teach such a servant?

"Have you visited that place in West Market?" He asked.

"I've seen it." Leng Hua responded warmly.

"Your master is satisfied?" Asking this, Yang's master felt that this was a nonsense question. If you are not satisfied, why would you want to buy it from him? So, with a light cough, he asked again: "What is your master going to use there for?"

Leng Hua smiled gently: "Patriarch Yang, today I came here to discuss business with Patriarch Yang in the name of Patriarch Yang. If Patriarch Yang is curious, after selling it to us, he won't have to go there for a long time. Naturally, he knows who my master is. What kind of business is it, as for now, it is really inconvenient to disclose."

Hearing this, Patriarch Yang glanced at Leng Hua, paused for a moment, and then said: "My place is not cheap."

"Patriarch Yang is a figure in Baichuan City, so he won't sit on the ground and quote an unreasonable sky-high price." Leng Hua said warmly, as if he was not worried that he would quote a high price.

Patriarch Yang's eyes flickered when he heard this, he took a deep look at Leng Hua, and then called out: "Housekeeper."

"Patriarch." An old man from outside came in and saluted respectfully.

"Go and get the title deed of the West Market building." Patriarch Yang ordered.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaoer was very happy, but seeing Leng Hua still standing, he couldn't help pulling his father's hand as a hint. Patriarch Yang saw it, but just snorted softly and didn't ask him to sit down.

Leng Hua didn't care too much, after finishing the matter, he had to go back to report to his master!

Not long after, the old housekeeper brought the title deed, and Patriarch Yang went through the rest of the formalities with Leng Hua in the hall. After finishing everything, Leng Hua cupped his hands and said, "I'll take my leave first, Patriarch Yang, please."

"No." Patriarch Yang said, sitting on the main seat without moving, and for some reason, seeing his daughter's heart on the young man's body, he couldn't help sullen.