Four hundred and fortieth chapters rich and powerful
The community where Han Sanqian lives has four houses on one floor. For Han Feng, who does not have much experience in pursuing women, he used a very inferior method to pretend to meet by chance, regardless of whether this coincidence would make Qi Yiyun suspicious.
After arriving on the floor, Han Feng rang the doorbell of the resident next door to Han Sanqian.
This is not a tenant, but a house that belongs to their own family. In modern urban life, it is common for neighbors not to see each other for a year and a half, and no one knows anyone at all.
So when the homeowner opened the door and saw the unfamiliar Han Feng, he felt a little strange.
"Who are you looking for?" the landlord asked Han Feng. Recently, a new neighbor moved next door. He heard that he was a young man, so he subconsciously regarded Han Feng as his neighbor.
"Are you the owner of this house?" Han Feng asked directly.
"Yes." said the landlord.
"Make a price, I want to buy your house." Han Feng said, his methods are always so clean and neat, and there is never any nonsense.
For Han Feng, things that can be solved with money are no big deal.
The landlord was happy. He had never met such a person before, and he had no intention of selling his house. After all, it was his family's place.
"Young man, I have no intention of selling the house. You are in the wrong place," the landlord said.
"Is one million enough?" Han Feng asked.
The homeowner was stunned. Is this guy’s head burning? In Yuncheng, the value of an old elevator apartment like this is only a few hundred thousand. A million dollars can buy a house in a luxury real estate.
"Young man, don't kid me. This place is not worth a million," the landlord said.
"It doesn't matter, just think of it as letting you make some money. If you can move out within a day, how about I add another 200,000?" Han Feng said.
The landlord looked at Han Feng in astonishment and thought that this guy must be crazy. He asked for an extra two hundred thousand to move out within one day. He really didn't regard money as money.
"Are you here to make me happy? I don't know you, so there's no need for you to tease me, right?" The landlord thought Han Feng was joking, so there was a hint of displeasure on his face.
"Get the house book and we can go through the procedures now. If you think I can't be trusted, I can transfer you 100,000 yuan now to make you feel at ease. How about that?" Han Feng said.
When the homeowner heard this, his eyelids jumped. Did the God of Wealth come to his door? How could he encounter such a pie-in-the-sky thing?
"Are you serious?" the homeowner asked cautiously, casually pinching his thigh to make sure this was not a dream.
"Of course it's true. If you are free now, come with me now. I don't want to waste time." Han Feng said.
The homeowner was surrounded by an extremely unreal feeling. It wasn't that he didn't believe it, but that he couldn't believe it. How could such a good thing happen in this world?
"In case you are teasing me, please give me some down payment." After the landlord finished speaking, he took out his phone. If Han Feng really transferred the money, it wouldn't be a problem for him to move out within a day.
With 1.2 million, where can't I buy a new home? And I can make hundreds of thousands more.
"No problem." Han Feng also took out his mobile phone and transferred money face to face. Without any ambiguity, he directly gave the other party 100,000 yuan.
When 100,000 yuan arrived, the homeowner was completely shocked, and only then did he confirm that he was not kidding him.
"You...just wait for me. I'll come out right away and change my clothes." the landlord said excitedly.
Han Feng smiled faintly, saying that money is not everything, but in his eyes, money is omnipotent. As long as you have money, you can do everything.
After a while, the landlord came out, not only changed his clothes, but also brought the house book.
"Let's go."
When Miffel and Yang Meng returned home from get off work, they found that their neighbor was moving. Miffel was very curious about such a sudden thing.
She had met this neighbor by chance in the elevator. They were a group of middle-aged couples with a teenage child. She had never heard that they were moving, so how could it happen so suddenly?
"Sister Fei'er, are they moving away?" Yang Meng asked in confusion.
Miffel walked towards the family. The couple were very busy and had very happy smiles on their faces.
When Miffel appeared, the staff of the moving company couldn't help but cast their eyes on Miffel.
With long legs and a proud figure, beauties like this are rare.
"Brother Zhang, are you moving out?" Miffel asked the landlord.
When the man named Brother Zhang saw Miffel, he smiled lightly and said, "Yes. This place has been sold to others."
"Sold? How could the house be sold so suddenly?" Miffel said curiously.
"I never thought that I would have the opportunity to move in this life, but no one can predict when fortune comes. Someone came to my door today and bought my house at a high price." Brother Zhang said.
It is too strange to buy a house at home and at a high price.
"What a high price it costs to move so quickly. Have you found a place to live?" Miffel said.
"It doesn't matter if you have a place to live. What's important is that if you move out within two days, he will give you an extra 200,000 yuan. Isn't this just to earn an extra 200,000 yuan?" Brother Zhang felt so beautiful when he thought about this, and they both
Earning 200,000 yuan a day. This kind of thing can't even be imagined in dreams.
Miffel had a look of astonishment on her face. What kind of rich man could have such arrogance? Moreover, he only paid 200,000 yuan. It must have cost more to buy this house.
Miffel did not ask such private questions, but she knew that this new neighbor must be a rich man.
But since you are a wealthy person, why didn't you choose those high-end communities instead of buying a house here?
Back at her home, Miffel pondered this issue. Yang Meng also had a puzzled expression on her face. In her opinion, any rich person would not buy a house here at a high price. After all, Yuncheng is better than here.
There are many places with good living environment.
"Sister Fei'er, do you think this new neighbor has other purposes?" Yang Meng asked.
"What purpose?" Miffel asked.
"For example..." Yang Meng hesitated for a moment and said, "For example, he deliberately wanted to be a neighbor with someone."
After saying that, Yang Meng suddenly jumped up from the sofa, looked at Miffel with surprise, and said: "Sister Feier, it's not like your fanatical suitor knows that you live here, so he bought a house next door.
Right?"
Miffel has many suitors, and indeed some of them have done very exaggerated behavior, but Miffel has never met such a rich man. Otherwise, how could she still be aloof and single?
But this is not impossible. Maybe he just wants to show his wealth and wealth in front of him on purpose?
"Sister Fei'er, haven't you been receiving flowers a lot recently? And you don't know who sent them. In my opinion, it must be this person." Yang Meng said firmly.
A smile appeared on Miffel's face unconsciously. The other party definitely couldn't be targeting Yang Meng. After all, if she and Yang Meng were standing together, she must be more eye-catching.
"Sister Fei'er, you are so lucky to have such a rich suitor. I don't even have anyone I like." Yang Meng said pitifully.
Although there is no way to determine what the other party's purpose is, Miffel has subjectively believed that the other party may really be pursuing her, so her current mood has become a little arrogant.
She is very independent and doesn't like to bow down to money. But the main reason is that the other person is not good enough or rich enough. Now this mysterious neighbor can buy the house next door at a high price and gives him 200,000 yuan.
Moving expenses, this kind of financial resources are definitely not comparable to ordinary people, how could Miffel not be shaken?
If there is a chance to marry into a wealthy family, who would still be willing to work hard on their own?
"You will definitely meet someone who loves you crazily in the future, but the fate has not come yet." Miffel said with a smile. She can't wait to see what kind of person the other person is. He is so rich.
If he was handsome, he would be like a prince charming.
"I hope." Yang Meng drooped her head. She still had a very deep understanding of herself. She was lucky to be able to marry someone who truly treated her well, but she never dared to expect that the other person would be a rich man.
