Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

Now that the price has been set, there is one last issue left to solve, settling in.

This kind of rural homestead land is not allowed to be bought or sold to people who are not from the village. If Song Paner's household registration is not transferred to the village, even if the house is bought, it will not be safe and the house purchase agreement will not be established at all. Once the old man changes his mind in the future, it will be difficult to win the case.

Song Pan'er's household registration was converted to a collective household registration as she entered higher education, and she settled down after buying the Summer Palace.

Now she is a serious Beijing native. Now in order to buy a house in this village, she has to settle in the village.

Beijing household registration is quite easy for Song Pan'er to obtain, as he can enter the workplace as a fresh graduate. So even if you transfer out, don’t worry.

When Song Pan'er and Old Man Sheng brought up the matter of settling in, the old man looked indifferent and kept emphasizing that there was no need to change the household registration, just signing a house purchase agreement was enough. How could he regret asking for the house?

Song Pan'er didn't believe in his promise at all. I am very persistent and must settle down before trading.

Seeing that Song Pan'er was determined to settle down, the old man said nothing and told her to come back tomorrow with two bottles of good wine and he would take her to resolve the matter.

Song Pan'er was amused. Is this old Shengtou still a 'connected household' in the village? After thinking about it for a while, her mind became vivid again.

"Uncle, I have classmates who want to open a studio and buy a house here. If someone else sells a house, it will still be at this price. We don't care how much you spend on it, just the price we set today. What do you think?"

"really?"

The old man dropped the cigarette in his hand, and all he could think about was 'earning one hundred thousand from one house'.

Most of the houses in the village were like his, and he knew there were three or four that wanted to sell them. Can you not be excited? Isn't it as easy as bending down to pick up money?

"Well, there are quite a few classmates in my class, it just depends on how many you can buy." Song Pan'er said as she packed her schoolbag and prepared to leave.

"Okay, okay, then leave me your phone number. I'll call you if you hear anything."

This big carrot is hanging in front of me. Old man Sheng is very active this time. After Song Pan'er left, he even canceled his usual nap and started running around the high monuments in the East.

This Gaobei Village is indeed very big. The village is divided into two parts, Donggaobei and Xigaobei. The dividing line is a canal that runs through the village. Song Pan'er took a long detour today. She detoured from the Broadcasting Institute and arrived at the Donggao Monument.

As we drove back, we discovered that there was a large village to the west. I thought I would come here tomorrow to visit, develop another downline, and help her buy a house.

At the end of the day, Song Pan'er had gained a lot. Even though she traveled most of the city from the North Fourth Ring Road to the East Fourth Ring Road, she didn't feel tired. We went directly to the courtyard and started preparing for the evening party.

Wu Qiong said that he would bring a few friends over and introduce them to her, so Song Paner's preparation was a little more formal.

First I ordered a table of delicious food and bought a few bottles of Daqian red wine. Along the way, I found someone to install a set of karaoke equipment, and then set up the barbecue grill in the main courtyard. All kinds of lights were lit, and paired with this elegant courtyard, the atmosphere was amazing!

Seeing that Song Pan'er was putting so much effort into meeting her, Wu Qiong hugged her hard when they met, and then without moving his hands from her shoulders, he hugged her directly and started introducing her one by one.

"This is Yang Xi, who is from the same compound as ours and is a propaganda guy."

"This is Dong Pingjie, my elementary school classmate. His family is in the transportation system."

"This is Wan Fang, my high school classmate, from a medical family, one of my ancestors was an imperial physician."

"This is Qiu Dongsheng, my distant cousin, who is in charge of a small city."

As for introducing Song Pan'er, Wu Qiong said this: "This is my sister. She was admitted to Beijing University as the provincial champion at the age of fifteen and owns numerous mansions. If you want to invest in any business, look for her."

Song Pan'er smiled and shook hands with each other and said hello, feeling panicked by Wu Qiong's introduction. He bit the bullet without showing any timidity.

Those who can be brought here must be people recognized by Wu Qiong. These people are of good character. They didn't do any messy things. They just drank too much and just showed off to dance.

Song Pan'er ordered some exciting dance music, and seven or eight people danced wildly in the antique courtyard house. Song Pan'er watched with amusement.

After a lively night, no one went home. He drunkenly found a room with a bed and slept in the courtyard.

At around eight o'clock in the morning, a cell phone ringing woke up Qiu Dongsheng who was sleeping in the main room.

He picked up impatiently, "Hello?"

"Who are you?" Yan Bin's confused voice came from the phone.

"Have you ever been kicked in the head by a donkey? Call me and ask who I am? SB" Qiu Dongsheng closed the phone and fell asleep under the quilt.

Within a few seconds, the phone rang again. Qiu Dongsheng angrily pressed the answer button and cursed: "You're just looking for trouble, aren't you? If you call me again, I'll kill you."

Yan Bin looked at the words 'little one' written on his cell phone, his heart pounding.

"Grandson, where are you? I'm going to find you and see how you destroyed me!"

Qiu Dongsheng's eyes suddenly opened, then slowly narrowed, shooting out a fierce light.

"No. 1 courtyard in Fang's alley. If you don't come, your father will be my grandson."

After hanging up the phone, Qiu Dongsheng was still angry and stared at the phone fiercely. Then he was stunned. Whose phone is this? Why did you get it out of your own hands?

He was so drunk last night that he didn't know whose cell phone he took. Why don't you call back and explain? Qiu Dongsheng scratched his head and thought for a moment, forget it, let the grandson scold me.

Qiu Dongsheng smiled evilly, covered his head with the quilt, and fell asleep.

Song Pan'er, who was sleeping in the east wing, had no idea about this matter. When she woke up, it was already past nine o'clock. The front yard was noisy and chaotic.

Who started the fight? Song Paner scratched her messy hair and went to the front yard with her eyes open.

Dong Pingjie was sleeping in the front yard last night. He was half asleep when someone knocked on the door. No, that shouldn't be called knocking, but smashing.

Who is not angry yet? What he said yesterday about becoming a concierge was just a joke. He just wanted to avoid suspicion by sleeping here, but he didn't really want to be a doorkeeper.