Inheriting a building, I became the richest man

Xiao Meng squinted suspiciously, but did not expose it directly, and explained politely: "Mr. August, I am the new owner of this house. I will be troubled if you continue to stay here."

August's complexion suddenly turned ugly, his dramatic accent disappeared, and he spoke in pure Mandarin, "Your house? Boy, when I lived here, you didn't even know where to line up to reincarnate."

Xiao Meng pinched the center of her eyebrows, "Then how do you think this matter should be resolved?"

August snorted, "You are not welcome here, get out."

When it comes to property disputes, Xiao Meng is not a vegetarian either.

Xiao Meng folded her arms indifferently, and said coldly, "My name is now written on the real estate certificate. If you don't leave, I will call the police to the Underworld Public Security Bureau."

August suddenly flashed in front of Xiao Meng, and changed into a terrifying grey-black grimace at close range, with red eyes and menacing threats, "You despicable villain! No one can take my house away!"

Xiao Meng said expressionlessly, "Grandpa, your post is exposed."

August was taken aback, and quickly touched his hairline. Seeing Xiao Meng's mouth curled up slyly, he cleared his throat unnaturally, turned around and floated away, and sighed loudly, "Ah, how much I miss you." My beautiful homeland Germany..."

Xiao Meng nodded: "Well, the Champs Elysees is beautiful."

August raised his hand and said emotionally, "I miss every day I spent walking on the Champs Elysees..."

Xiao Meng smiled: "The Champs Elysees is in France."

August changed direction and raised his arms, "I miss the mountains and rivers in my hometown..."

Xiao Meng: "Well, I also want to see the Thames River."

August covered his heart and mourned, "I miss every day of fishing in the Thames..."

Xiao Meng raised his forehead: "The Thames is in England."

August took a breath, raised his arms and called out loudly, "I miss the flag rising in Munich, the capital of our motherland..."

Xiao Meng was too embarrassed to puncture it, "The capital of Germany should be Berlin."

August's arms froze in the air for two seconds, then slowly fell, hammered his waist nonchalantly and floated away through the wall, muttering to himself, "Oh, I'm getting old, my memory is not very good, look up at the bright moon, I bow my head and think about my hometown, only the moonlight tonight can relieve my homesickness."

Xiao Meng: "..." August's coffin could no longer be held down.

The vertical clock rang. Xiao Meng glanced at the time. It was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and he had to go back to work tomorrow. After a busy day, he really didn't have the energy to catch ghosts. He sighed helplessly and turned off the light. , Go back to the bedroom and sleep.

He saw a lot of ghosts, and his mentality became more and more peaceful. There was no big difference between a ghost and a mosquito in the house.

If you can't catch it today, then catch it tomorrow.

Xiao Meng got up the next morning and checked around the house first. He was relieved that he didn't see the ghost.

When I went to work, I regretted that the bicycle was disposed of too early. The car did not have a license plate, so I could not drive out, so I had to take the subway to work.

Xiao Meng locked the door and walked into the yard where the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant in the early morning. When passing by the century-old tree in the yard, he heard the sound of "bang bang bang". When he turned his head, he saw the old man whom he hadn't seen all along was doing morning exercises, wearing a purple velvet suit, With curly yellow hair of a foreigner, hitting a tree with his back...

Xiao Meng almost laughed out loud.

When August saw him, he took the initiative to take care of him, and shouted in a calm manner as if he was practicing his voice, "Good morning! Hardworking young man, another beautiful day! Oh hoo!"

Xiao Meng held back a smile and waved his hand.

All right, just show him the yard, and have a good chat with the uncle when you have time.

Before leaving the yard, Xiao Meng looked back worriedly, not because he was worried that the uncle would make trouble at his house, but because of Birch, this guy didn't come back all night, so he didn't know if he had encountered some trouble... It's something to worry about.

Once back, the colleagues in the company clamored around to touch him, and everyone learned that he had won two super prizes in a row, and he wanted to rub the European spirit of the koi in everything he said.

Xiao Meng was blocked by his colleagues at the door of the department to touch his face. These female colleagues had been thinking about him for a long time, but they caught the opportunity and pinched and touched his face like a wolf.

"Silly son!" Xiao Meng asked for help from Wang Fengyu who checked Weibo inside.

As expected of his best friend, Wang Fengyu rushed over with great strides, quickly skipped him to the door of other departments, and yelled loudly, "Koi carp are infested! There is no such shop in this village! The stock price has fallen. , love green, project yellow, what are you waiting for, come quickly and rub the bald skin of the koi!"

Seeing that Xiao Meng was about to fall into the hell of an upgraded version of "rubbing bald skin", a hand reached into the crowd and tugged at his back collar.

Xiao Meng was caught off guard, took two steps back, left the crowd and bumped into a solid chest, surrounded by the familiar faint cool fragrance, his heart skipped a beat.

Qi Jun pulled Xiao Meng's chin from behind and turned his face away. Seeing that Xiao Meng's face was flushed from the touch, and his complexion was not very good, he took a cool look at the employees who were collectively stunned, and said in a deep voice, "Fishing during working hours and deducting wages."

Everyone pretended to be stupid by talking about the project information, and scattered like birds and beasts.

Qi Jun withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyelashes to look at Xiao Meng's face, and lightly brushed his slightly cold thumb against the blush.

Xiao Meng tilted her head in astonishment and looked up at Qi Jun behind her. Qi Jun's handsome face appeared in front of him at such a close distance, and the redness on his face not only did not subside, but also continued to spread.

Qi Jun frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Who has done it? The annual meeting will punish you with alcohol, so don't even think about running away."

Xiao Meng: "..." You.

Xiao Meng pushed Qi Jun's hand away, moved forward, closed his eyes, turned around calmly with red ears hanging, nodded mechanically and said hello, "Mr. Qi, good morning." After greeting, he went to the department Fleeing, he was grabbed by the wrist from behind.

"What are you running for?" Qi Jun grabbed him back, looked at his ears a little funny, "I want to talk to you about the project, go to my office."

Xiao Meng looked down at the grasped wrist, pursed her lips resignedly, and nodded heavily, "Okay."

Entering Qi Jun's temple for the second time, Xiao Meng still couldn't calm down, but he couldn't see it on the face, and sat down calmly, but his eyes stayed on the models of the works for two seconds.

Qi Jun followed his line of sight, sat on the opposite sofa, folded his arms and put his slender fingers on his forehead, thinking about observing Xiao Meng.

Seeing that Xiao Meng's heart rate was very unhealthy, he couldn't help asking, "Are you going to start the art fair project?"

Qi Jun didn't speak, stared at him for a while, and asked suddenly, "Do you like me, or my works?"

Xiao Meng was stunned for a long time, then asked blankly, "Is there any difference?"

Qi Jun curled his lips, lowered his eyes and said, "Of course there is a difference, the result is different."

Xiao Meng: "???" What result?

Qi Jun sighed softly, put down his hands and looked up at him with a normal expression, "I've thought about it, the concept of the main venue of the art fair, I will use your idea to make the building disappear with naked-eye 3D technology, infinitely heavy. Structure."

Xiao Meng clenched her fists in surprise, "Is it really possible? But the cost of this plan may be..."

With a slight smile on the corner of Qi Jun's mouth, he looked at Xiao Meng's excited glowing eyes: "Don't worry about the cost, as long as the best effect is achieved, let's do it. The primary plan will be made next month, and you can come to me anytime if you encounter problems Find me."

Xiao Meng pressed the excitement that was about to explode into the sky, and his mind was already full of various ideas, "Okay, half a month is enough for me."

After a brief communication about the plan, Xiao Meng got up and couldn't wait to go back to make the plan, and when he walked to the door, Qi Jun suddenly said behind him, "I was waiting for you last night, why didn't you come?"

Xiao Meng looked back puzzled, last night?Did they have a date last night?

Qi Jun raised his eyebrows slightly, and reminded: "It's not that we moved nearby, I thought you would come to greet the neighbors, or invite me to sit down."

Xiao Meng let out an "ah" and lowered her eyes in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I..." I don't want you to come at all. How can I not sound so rude?

Qi Jun smiled and said, "Would you like me to visit tonight?"

Xiao Meng was stunned, "Tonight?"

Qi Jun: "Isn't it generally necessary to set up a warm house to add popularity to the new home when moving?"

It's already warmed up, and the sand sculpture son.

"Already invited guests?" Qi Jun looked down at the watch on his wrist, and looked a little sad when his slender eyelashes fell down.

Xiao Meng was hit in the heart suddenly by Qi Junwei's expression, and felt uncomfortable for a moment, took a breath, and said without hesitation: "No, no one has come to the new house, please come to my house tonight."

Sand sculptures are not people.

In the office, Wang Fengyu sneezed earth-shatteringly, wiped his nose with a piece of paper, and muttered softly, "Oh, blame me for being too charming, who misses me anymore."

Qi Jun raised his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, and responded happily: "Okay, I will go to see you tonight, you didn't eat the dishes I cooked for you last time, so I will cook them for you again in the kitchen of your new home."

I can see God Qi cooking again!

All Xiao Meng's worries were swept away, and she also looked forward to it, smiling brightly, "That's great, you can send me the list of ingredients, and I'll go to the supermarket to buy them home after get off work."

Qi Jun smiled and said, "Wait for me after get off work, and go back together after shopping."

How does it feel to buy groceries and go home with the leader after get off work... well, don't think too much about it.

Xiao Meng nodded unnaturally, "That's it."

As a result of his hot-headed and impulsive impulse, he can't use his brain for work all day, and he is offline, and he has to wait a few seconds to hear when others call him.

After get off work, Xiao Meng got into Qi Jun's car and went to the supermarket together. When shopping in the supermarket, Qi Jun pushed the shopping cart and walked beside him, like a luminous body, everyone had to look at them more often.

Xiao Meng suddenly thought of something and was absent-minded all the time.

Qi Jun put a vegetable in the shopping cart and asked him something, but he didn't hear it.

Qi Jun stopped to look at him, "What are you thinking?"

Xiao Meng came back to her senses and shook her head guiltily, "No, it's nothing."

Qi Jun raised his eyebrows a little, but didn't ask any more.

After leaving the supermarket, Qi Jun carried things into the car, while Xiao Meng stood beside him, hesitating, as if he had something to say, but couldn't say it.

After Qi Jun finished putting away his things, he helped him open the co-pilot's door. Xiao Meng looked at Qi Jun inexplicably, and began to make excuses, "Does it have to be today? I haven't read today's almanac, in case it doesn't suit me."

Qi Jun leaned on the car door and looked at him amusedly for a while, took out his mobile phone, and pulled out the perpetual calendar, "Qinglong is on duty, everything is suitable."

Xiao Meng: "..." Could it be God's will?

Xiao Meng got into the car and covered her face hopelessly.

He must have been kicked in the head by a donkey before he agreed to let Qi Jun go to his house tonight.

Haven't you learned enough from last time?

——There is still a ghost in the house!

The author has something to say: In fact, the writer should not express too much that he steals the show, but let’s talk about it. I didn’t want the hero to become the holy father, let alone make him the holy father whore, but because it is a warm and healing article , Some of the choices are for the theme, and he has been very restrained in writing some redemption issues. He didn't let him talk about it. He tried to describe it objectively, and basically deleted the sensational passages.

Chapter 29 is more controversial, because this ghost story is the only one that has actually committed evil acts, so when I wrote it, I was afraid that the male lead would become a holy father bitch, and I didn't let him do any behavior that agrees with the female ghost to absorb the man's energy and raise children. If you look carefully, his emotions have always been the helplessness of an outsider, and the last act of wanting to take her into the inn does not mean that he wants to forgive her on behalf of everyone else, otherwise he would have accepted her long ago to resolve the crisis , I did not express clearly.

If the male protagonist chooses the holy father whore, it is because I, the author, have limited writing skills and have problems creating characters. I will change the previous details when I find time. I don’t want my son to be scolded for renting again.

Just like what is written in the copywriting, sand carving text, what I want to send you is happiness, and I don't want to cause trouble for you.

可能真的是我写得有问题，谢谢一直在评论里哈哈哈帮我稳住沙雕文作者心态的大佬们，菜鸡鞠躬！道歉，也是感谢！感谢在2020-10-2719:26:27~2020-10-2818:21:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 mountain song;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottle of Passerby A;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!