Prehistoric entertainment circle

Lutai Park is the largest park in the area, and the surrounding villas are said to be the residences of rich people.The point of being rich is probably that the price is too high, a price that Jian Pingfan doesn't even pay attention to.

In this era, when the price of something is slightly higher than the normal price, everyone calls it a luxury, and countless people are crazy about it.When the price of something is much higher than the normal price, then everyone is less likely to discuss this matter, which is too far away from the lives of ordinary people.

What's more, it is always a blessing to be low-key in this era. The information of the residents in Lutai Park is all confidential, and the price has not been disclosed to the public. Naturally, not many people know it.

Now Jian Pingfan knows.

The price here, the best set, 100 million, one square meter.

100 million, one square meter!

Jane ordinary suffocated.

He used to be able to joke that he couldn't afford a toilet in a certain first-tier city, but now he jokes that he wants to use a villa in Lutai Park, and he can't even afford the volume of the washbasin in the toilet.

Scattered villas mean that a large piece of land is included in this villa area.The distance from one building to another requires a car to enter.

Jian Pingfan and Hongjun were in the first car, and Hongyun had already registered the license plate numbers of several cars here, so they could directly use the security at the gate.

There is a camera at the door, which will directly record the license plate number, enter it into the library for comparison, and only let it go if it is correct.

Hongjun also pointed to a building next to the security room: "That's the guest house for foreign guests. If someone comes, but the owner is not in the villa, then those who come to visit can rest here. There is a buffet to eat."

Jian Pingfan: "..."

Suffocation, a makeshift lounge, and self-help.

Four cars drove towards Hongjun's villa.

Bypassing the fountain, the garden and the statues, we finally entered the destination villa.

"I want to ask, do the villas have many, many rooms?" Jian Pingfan asked about the villa before reaching the entrance of the villa.

Hongjun said: "It's just a small villa, not a castle, don't think too much about it."

How many rooms does the castle need and how much does it cost?

asphyxia!

Probably because Jian Pingfan's expression was too funny, Hongjun smiled, and still didn't intend to let Jian Pingfan get lost in the price: "Where is the castle? It's actually not as expensive as you imagined. The villa here is expensive. Location. If there are castles, there are many castles that can be won for 100 million.”

Can 100 million win the castle?

Jian Pingfan not only suffocated but also questioned.

"Well, in many countries, the price of a small castle is around 80." Hong Jun said.

It's like building a big villa in the countryside, no matter how luxurious it is, it only costs so much.And to build a large villa of the same size and texture in a place where there is an inch of gold and an inch of land, no matter how simple it is, the price cannot be compared on a platform.

When the car drove to the entrance of the villa, Jian Pingping looked at the building in front of him through the window, and found that it was indeed not a big castle, but it was not too small.

For a three-story building, the side of the roof design is a bit special.

"Master bedroom, second bedroom, and two guest rooms, including a study room, a gym, a basement, and a balcony with a miniature observatory." Hongjun talked about the structure of the whole house, "It is still possible to record programs temporarily, and I will arrange them in advance. pass."

There are eight of them in total.

"Are there eight bedrooms?" Jian Pingfan asked Hongjun.

Hongjun was very straightforward: "No."

Jian Pingfan originally thought there must be something, but he didn't expect that there would be such a trend. He looked at Hongjun with dumbfounded eyes, thinking that he was hallucinating: "...What did you say?"

"There are no eight bedrooms. There are only five bedrooms. Five bedrooms and three living rooms." Hongjun opened the door and walked in with the people behind him.

A few people behind filed in.

Five bedrooms, how to divide eight people?

"The main bedroom is on the third floor. There are two bedrooms on the second floor and two bedrooms on the first floor. There are two basement floors in total. There is a utility garage on the first floor, and a living room and study on the first floor. You can divide the rooms now." Hong Jun looked at everyone.

Jian Pingfan thought about the room allocation: "For the cast members, the real Taiyi will play the father and live in the master bedroom. Nezha and Yang Jian live in two rooms on the second floor respectively. It is just right for one adopted son and one parent-child, and the chef and housekeeper live in the master bedroom. A room on the first floor. As Yang Jian's friend, Kong Xuan...how about living with Yang Jian?"

He looked at Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan's face and hair almost turned the same purple: "Why should I live with him?"

Jian Pingfan was confident: "Because this is the most logical."

"I'm a guest! Why is the guest room occupied by the chef and the housekeeper? Can't the chef and the housekeeper live in the same room?" Kong Xuan looked at Taotie and Baize.

Taotie glanced at Kong Xuan, but didn't speak.

Bai Ze blinked: "I'm still a host."

Kong Xuan was dissatisfied: "I am obviously the biggest coffee, why should I arrange it so casually?"

Daoist Taiyi coughed lightly: "The one with the biggest cafe doesn't have a room yet."

Kong Xuan scanned around and saw Hongjun.

Hongjun smiled.

Kong Xuan: "..."

Yang Jian has been by the side without saying anything, with an upright face.

After a while, Kong Xuan gave up the vote: "You have won, and I have applied for two quilts. Isn't it just that I don't sleep all night... Anyway, I recognize the bed, and I can't sleep here."

Phoenix descendants are still very picky.

Seeing him like this, Jian Pingfan was very sympathetic: "It's okay, you see, I don't even have a room. I have to go back to the company to sleep with my boss at night."

Kong Xuan glanced at it, feeling better.

This day is really going through misery to get comfort.

"The God of Wealth Zhao Gongming also has a house here, we can live in his side." Hongjun and Jian Pingfan said.

Zhao Gongming?God of Wealth?

Another wicked rich man.

Jian Pingfan felt sour in his heart: "You are all so rich."

Hongjun shook his head: "Compared to Zhao Gongming, my point can't be called money."

And Kong Xuan's face lit up after hearing Zhao Gongming's name: "I, apply to live in the same building with Marshal Zhao. Anyway, there is no show at night, so I can come during the day."

Hongjun looked at Kong Xuan with a smile.

Kong Xuan's voice was a little weaker: "No, I am not from this family in the script."

Hongjun was still smiling and didn't speak.

Yang Jian next to him finally spoke up: "Why do you dislike living with me so much? In the script, the relationship between the two of us is very good. Living in the same room is more conducive to the development of the plot and emotional development, such as at night..."

"What do you want to develop tonight?" Kong Xuan hehe, "What do you dare to develop?"

"Why wouldn't I dare?" Yang Jian rarely spoke so provocatively.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to develop and develop tonight, and I'll stay." Kong Xuan, with his purple hair on his head, lifted his chin slightly, and accepted the provocation.There seemed to be a contemptuous scrutiny between the eyes of the two, with a sense of déjà vu of lightning and thunder.

Jian Pingfan, who was watching, pulled La Hongjun.

Hongjun has always been in the state of watching a good show, and found that his suit was pulled by Jian Pingfan, and turned his head to ask him: "What's wrong?"

The attitude of asking questions knowingly.

Jian Pingfan looked at the position where he was pulling, and there was a mark on the suit that was originally ironed properly.He quietly retracted his hand, forgetting his original purpose: "It's nothing, just pull it casually, I want to ask you which building Zhao Gongming lives in."

Hongjun glanced at his suit sleeves, just as he stroked them up with his fingers, he put them down again.The ruffles on the sleeves remain.

"Then you go to your own room to check the situation first, and before dinner later, you can start the show with a word with your dove. Your manager and I will go next door to watch you perform a variety show." After Hongjun finished speaking, he brought Jane Pingfan left.

When the door of the villa was closed in front of several people.

The two who were just fighting with eye expressions, took out their weapons at the same time.

Kong Xuan's body shone with multicolored lights, and his eyes turned golden as if wearing colored contact lenses.

Yang Jian took out his three-pointed knife.Nezha next to him realized something was wrong, and took out the big golden brick that he carried with him.When Master Taiyi saw that his apprentice was going to fight, he was very cooperative and took out his treasure bag and rummaged for a good weapon.

Three against one always wins without force.

For no reason, Taotie quietly stood behind Kong Xuan, with fierce eyes.

Bai Ze looked at this side and then at the other side, thinking that fighting in Hongjun's villa is not good: "That..."

The eyes of several people all turned to him.

Murderous, with a knife in the eye.

Bai Ze swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the sunglasses he pretended to have dropped to the tip of his nose.He raised his hands and surrendered, "I, I made a calculation just now. If we all fight, we will be very unlucky when we turn around. Walking, wrestling, taking a bath, running out of water halfway, eating, drinking, choking, being hit by something inexplicable, turning on the light will be electrocuted."

He didn't stop in one breath, just finished reading, blinked and asked softly: "So, do you still want to fight?"

I also want to know who caused this consequence.

But Kong Xuan always felt that he couldn't hold back this tone: "Don't you think he deserves a beating?"

This specifically refers to Yang Jian, who is standing there in a stately manner.

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows.

Nezha looked up and agreed, "I also think he deserves a beating. But I can't see you beating him for nothing."

Daoist Taiyi next to him nodded deeply.

Yang Jian:"……"

Bai Ze looked at Taotie: "Then why did you add it?"

Taotie: "Kong Xuan, give me something delicious."

What a straight and crude answer.

Seeing the situation where the two sides were fighting at any time, Bai Ze suddenly thought of an idea: "If you want to know how to fight, the boss won't take care of it?"

The crowd shook their heads.

"The manager is in a predicament and there is no way to solve it. If we help him solve it, then the boss will definitely give us great merit. At most, we will waste some merit when we fight. If we fight for fun, he will definitely not care about it." Bai Bai Ze thought he was simply too smart.

Everyone's eyes became complicated this time. They didn't expect Bai Ze to become the character he is now under the influence of modernization.

It's not terrible to be able to pinch, but the terrible thing is to be able to pinch and count and play dirty routines.

However, they collectively nodded without hesitation.