Shenhao: I can see the goddess’s wish list

Chapter 439 What? Is there a girl?

439. What? Is there a girl?

Facing my mother’s teasing.

Luo Feng nodded affirmatively, "Of course I'm coming back!"

If Duanmu Yunji comes.

You asked.

Then don't ask.

The koala will definitely rub against the tree.

Definitely not going home!

But what about Bai Ningbing?

Luo Feng could just say he wanted to go home.

After all, no matter how fast it is, it can't be that fast.

"By the way, Mom and Dad, I want to discuss something with you!"

Luo Feng said quickly.

But my mother reacted fiercely, "What? Is there a girl?"

"." Luo Feng looked at his mother in shock, speechless. ,

Bai Ningbing?

Even if Luo Feng has the prop card of Billions of Descendants, he won't have a chance to use it, okay?

As for the little goblin, Duanmu Yunji and others, doesn’t Luo Feng still know what to do? Be careful every time, okay?

Lorraine asked, "So what happened?"

"Didn't we say before that we want to change our house? My investment company in Siam has recently made good profits. During the Chinese New Year, we might as well just move?"

Luo Feng's house is at least fifteen years old.

A boutique residence from a previous generation.

For example, a bathroom was something Luo Feng hated deeply.

But in fact, on the way, my family also considered changing their house. After all, it's not that they can't afford to change, but everyone is used to living here, so they don't have the thought.

"Oh? Son, do you have a goal?" Lorraine asked.

"Of course there is, the ink flat floor of the ink and wash company!" Luo Feng said, "The air here is very good, and it is on the top of the mountain, and the view is also very good. The key is that when we drive there, it is only ten meters away. About five minutes.”

Luo Feng continued, "And the dining facilities of this real estate are also very mature. There are many restaurants. Although there is no barbecue or mahjong parlor downstairs like us, my mother can drive and come to our community to play. It’s also very close, right?”

Lorraine nodded, "The ink and wash company is owned by Uncle Qin Wang. I will push WeChat to you later!"

Are they actually acquaintances again?

Luo Feng suddenly felt that their family had not moved for more than ten years because they were afraid that Xu Zhenzhu would suddenly move and have no place to play mahjong?

"Okay, dad, push me over on WeChat. I still remember this Uncle Wang. He's a bit short and fat, right?" Luo Feng said.

"You naughty boy, you can't say that in front of your face, be polite!" Lorraine reminded.

"Haha, isn't that what Uncle Wang has?" Luo Feng replied awkwardly.

Wondering?

This person is only a little over 1.6 meters tall.

Finished breakfast.

Lorraine pushed Wang Bozhao's WeChat account to Luo Feng.

He also informed Wang Bozhao in advance that his son wanted to join the other party.

Otherwise, Wang Bozhao might not pass the friend application.

"Mom, why don't you take a day off today? Let's go look at the house?"

Luo Feng asked.

Today is Monday, and my mother is packing her things to go out. She has already used the LV bag Luo Feng bought.

"Go, go, go, I've only had two days of rest. There are a lot of things waiting for me today. I still want to ask for leave to look at the house? Just go and see for yourself. If you like it, buy it. Anyway, most of us live here. !" Xu Zhuzhen quickly explained, "There are no acquaintances at the ink painting company who play mahjong, and I have to drive here, which is very troublesome!"

so?

Really?

Didn't change the house?

Is it because my mother wants to play mahjong?

Luo Feng shook his head helplessly and waited for his parents to go out. He leaned on the sofa, took out his mobile phone and added Wang Bozhao's WeChat message.

The other party responded quickly.

Luo Feng also knew that for a person of this level, if his father hadn't said hello in advance, he would never agree to be a friend.

"Hello Uncle Wang, I am Luo Feng!"

"I know, Xiao Luo, what does your father mean? Does your family want to buy a house in the ink painting company?" Wang Bozhao asked.

<divclass="contentadv">"Yes, yours? Do you have any reserved properties?"

When Luo Feng said this, the other party immediately smiled and sent a message, "Hey, you have a big appetite? You have to reserve the house as soon as you come up. How much is your budget?"

Luo Feng smiled and said, "There is no budget, as long as you like it!"

Wang Bozhao was also a little surprised, "Since there is no budget, when will you be free, Xiao Luo?"

"I just had breakfast, I'm free!"

"Okay then, see you at the sales department of Shui Mo Real Estate in an hour!"

"Ok!"

Luo Feng put the phone in his pocket.

Just go out.

Then he went to the door of the wine shop yesterday and got back his Lamborghini.

Then he headed towards the sales office of Ink Painting Company.

When we arrived, the sales office had just opened, and two male salesmen were standing outside the door smoking.

It's obvious that he hasn't entered working mode yet.

When Luo Feng's car arrived, their eyes lit up, then they put out their cigarettes and started greeting each other.

"Hello, sir!"

Luo Feng said, "I'll see for myself, you can do whatever you want!"

The male salesman said politely, "Okay, sir, please feel free to call me if you need anything!"

Although Luo Feng expressed his opinion.

But the male salesman still followed Luo Feng.

But keep enough distance.

About three to five meters.

As long as Luo Feng needs anything, he can come over immediately.

Luo Feng discovered that the size of this company's suites was smaller than the Hengda Real Estate he bought for the little fairy last time.

There are only five buildings here.

And the supporting facilities should be of a slightly lower grade.

Luo Feng didn't find the owners' club.

Of course, the price is also slightly lower, about 2.7 yuan per square meter.

"Little Luo?"

But soon, a hearty voice sounded. Luo Feng was looking at the sand table. When he looked back, he saw a short, fat middle-aged man.

If you listen to the voice, you will think that this person has at least a voice of Guan Gong's level.

But looking at people, who would have thought that this is the case?

"Uncle Wang!" Luo Feng discovered again that behind Wang Bozhao was a woman dressed as an OL.

Luo Feng estimated that this woman's appearance was probably 80%.

And he is much taller than Wang Bozhao, about 1.7 meters.

so? Is this Wang Bozhao's secretary?

Luo Feng suddenly remembered what those naughty boys said when he was in school: Even though I'm short, I can eat while I'm at it.

cough cough cough.

"Come on, Xiao Luo, let me introduce to you. This person is Wen Ya. He is a top student at our Shanghai Foreign Languages ​​College and is currently my secretary!" Wang Bozhao turned around and introduced.

Luo Feng had no intention of extending his hand, "Hello, Ms. Wen!"

Wen Ya naturally took back her extended hand without any intention of embarrassment.

Wang Bozhao smiled and said, "Xiao Luo, why do you want to change your house?"