Peach Fortune Ring

"How much?" Song Yan asked again.

"280 million." Li Mengni replied.

"okay, I get it."

Song Yan nodded, and then his eyes fell on Zheng Jun's face: "Boss Zheng, do you still want that villa? If you don't buy it, I plan to buy it!"

Facing Song Yan's gaze, for some reason, Zheng Jun felt an inexplicable pressure. He is just the boss of a township enterprise, and he can still do his best in the countryside, but in front of Song Yan, how can he be tough? What's more, who knows if this boy is the second generation of officials.

If it was true, any excuse could bring down his factory. Thinking of this, he regretted it inexplicably, secretly blaming himself for being deceived by lard.

"I'm sorry Song Shao, I was wrong!"

"It's good to know what's wrong." Song Yan nodded, and at the same time felt that Mr. Zheng could be considered a character if he could bend or stretch.

Hearing that Song Yan didn't mean to blame him, Zheng Jun couldn't help thinking, and a flattering smile appeared on his face: "Song Shao, I offended you in words before, I wonder if I can treat you to dinner?"

"Next time, I have an appointment with Miss Li today." Song Yan said lightly.

Seeing Song Yan's refusal, Zheng Jun couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, and quickly took out a business card and handed it over: "Song Shao, this is my business card, please take care of me in the future."

Song Yan nodded and accepted the business card, Zheng Jun was completely relieved.

"By the way, Boss Zheng, after thinking about it, I'd better not take advantage of others. I'll leave that villa to you!" Song Yan said suddenly.

"Thank you Song Shao, thank you Song Shao!" Zheng Jun nodded hurriedly, and then said to Li Mengni respectfully: "Miss Li, can I sign the contract now?"

Hearing this, Li Mengni looked at Song Yan admiringly, but she didn't expect him to tidy up the awesome Boss Zheng in a few words, and said with a smile, "Of course."

"By the way, Miss Li, do you still have single-family villas?" Song Yan asked again.

"Yes, but the area and interior decoration are not as good as your central villa!" Li Mengni replied.

"How about this, you get an extra contract, and I'll buy another single-family villa!" After pondering for a while, Song Yan said, now that he has made money, he plans to buy a villa for his uncle's family.

Hearing this, Li Mengni couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, but then she was overjoyed.

As for the other sales staff, they all looked at Li Mengni enviously.

Hearing that Song Yan was going to buy a villa again, Cao Yuanhui arrived in a hurry, and made another concession on the discount. In the end, another villa was sold at a price of 7600 million.

And Zheng Jun, who signed the contract with Song Yan, was completely shocked, grandma, this is too rich, the money for two villas is enough for him to struggle for several years.

Monroe restaurant.

Li Mengni excitedly held up the crystal cup and said to Song Yan: "Mr. Song, I would like to toast you."

"Miss Li, you're being polite." Song Yan smiled slightly, raised his glass and touched her.

"Cough cough."

Li Mengni, who drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, couldn't help coughing violently. Song Yan got up quickly, patted her on the back, handed her a tissue, and said softly, "Don't force yourself, drink slowly."

"Thank you." Li Mengni blushed and said shyly, but secretly hated herself for losing her composure in front of Song Yan.

After dinner, Song Yan sent Li Mengni to a taxi, and took a taxi to the uncle's house.

It was the eldest aunt who opened the door, the eldest uncle was sitting on the sofa watching TV, while Song Xue was studying in the room.

Knowing that Song Yan was coming, Song Xue also walked out of the room, hugging Song Yan's arm affectionately.

After talking for a while, Song Yan took out the key to the villa and put it in front of the uncle and aunt.

"A Yan, what are you doing?" The uncle looked at the key, his expression darkened.

Song Yan smiled: "During this time, I made some money, so I bought two villas, and I plan to give you one as a thank you for your kindness in nurturing me over the years."

"Wow, the villa! Brother, where did you get so much money?" Song Xue exclaimed as she looked at the keys on the table.

"Yes, Ah Yan, where did you get so much money?" The aunt's face showed a worried look, and the uncle didn't ask, but his eyes were very clear, and he needed an explanation.

On the way here, Song Yan thought of a set of excuses, so he looked at Song Xue and said, "Xiaoxue still remembers the last time he gambled on stones at Hongye Mountain Villa?"

Song Xue nodded.

Song Yan continued: "Since then, I have become interested in gambling stones, so I went to the gambling stone workshop to buy a few rough stones. Unexpectedly, I was lucky and made some money, so I bought these two villas!"

Chapter 162 Han Sha's Touch

Although Song Yan's reasoning was lame and illusory, the uncle and aunt at least believed it on the surface. As for whether they believed it in their hearts, Song Yan didn't know. For him, as long as they accepted the villa he gave him, he would I am very satisfied.

After Song Yan left.

After washing, the couple leaned together, and Song Shize sighed softly: "This child is becoming more and more difficult to see through."

Yang Yanli nodded in agreement: "Yes, Ah Yan has changed too much, but no matter how he changes, he is still our nephew!"

"It's true, this child has always regarded us as the closest person." Speaking of this, Song Shize felt that it was necessary to find a time to tell him the real news about his parents.

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After a few days, the reputation value has increased by about 3.2 million, and the total number of fame points has exceeded [-] million.

"Do you want to have a shot?"

After all, the lottery only needs 3888 million points.

"Meow, I want to draw a lottery!"

Anyway, there is no shortage of reputation points now, so it doesn't matter if you smoke once.

The lottery disk appeared. Even after many lottery draws, Song Yan was still a little excited, and pointed his finger on the big word "award".

The lottery pointer rotates and finally stays on the blue grid.

"yeah!"

Song Yan couldn't help but waved his fist vigorously.

Then, the "Gravity Field" appeared on the blue grid, and finally melted into a golden light and entered between his eyebrows.

Gravity field: fifth-grade low-level supernatural power. After opening, it can cover a radius of ten meters. The gravity multiple is 20 times. Each opening lasts for ten seconds, and the number of openings is five times a day.

"20 times the gravity, what a bullshit! Even if the innate master falls into this field, I'm afraid, his movements will become slower than a snail!"

The next day, Song Yan came to the school.

After three days of buffering, the eyes of the students looking at him were no longer so hot, which made Song Yan a little relieved.