My uncle's family and many female salesmen couldn't react for a while.
The aunt couldn't stop coming forward and pulling the male salesman's arm:
"What Taohua No. 1, what purchase restrictions, please tell me a little more clearly?"
The male salesman coughed a few times, trying hard to shock himself:
"This Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye Fan, has a villa on Taohua Island under his name, Taohua No. 1."
"Yes, the one worth a billion."
"According to China Overseas' latest policy, he can only own one house within three years."
He pointed to his ID card and said, "So this ID card really can't buy a house, no matter how much money it is."
The audience was dead silent again, and everyone stared at Ye Fan in a daze.
"How could he have Taohua No. 1?"
Ye Yan almost shouted: "That's a villa worth one billion."
Taohua Island is one of the few high-end properties in the China Sea, and its publicity was once overwhelming, so many people know the existence of Taohua Island.
Taohua No. 1 is an existence that countless house slaves feel deeply moved.
Ye Yan even vowed that if she was allowed to live on Taohua Island for one month, she would rather live for ten years.
The uncle and his friends stared at Ye Fan with murderous eyes, unable to accept the exciting news for the time being.
Shen Biqin was also very shocked, but she didn't think about it badly. On the day her husband picked up Ye Fan, she knew that Ye Fan would have a future sooner or later.
That day, Ye Fan, whom he picked up, was hungry and cold. When he entered the door, he still did not forget to clean it on the street. He waited for everyone to move his chopsticks when he was eating.
"Ah, I'm sorry."
Ye Fan slapped his head and looked at the male salesperson very sorry: "I forgot that I have a villa under my name, but my mother doesn't have a house yet."
"Her ID card can be purchased."
Ye Fan asked Shen Biqin to take out his ID card: "Swipe the card, register, and complete the procedures."
Shen Biqin subconsciously spoke: "Ye Fan, I don't need to live in a villa."
In addition to feeling sorry for Ye Fan for spending money, she was also not used to it. Living in such a big house alone would make her feel idle and feel lonely.
"It's okay, buy it first, live in it if you like it, and use it as a vacation home if you don't like it."
Ye Fan was rich and arrogant: "Anyway, I'm not missing these 50 million."
With his wave, the male salesman quickly took his ID card to go through the procedures.
"I guess who made the mistake."
Ye Dagui struggled to squeeze out a sentence: "I accidentally asked Ye Fan to appoint Taohua No. 1. Isn't the news that there are often places to be occupied?"
The aunt also nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I must have made a mistake. How could Ye Fan be able to buy Peach Blossom Number One?"
Ye Yan even raised her head: "I bet that his bank card has 100% no money. If there is one, I will eat half a pound of dirt on the live broadcast."
Several female salesmen also nodded slightly, thinking that Ye Fan could not be rich.
"Oh, Mr. Ye, sorry, sorry."
At this moment, a dozen men and women ran out of the manager's room in a panic.
A leading fat man was sweating profusely and rushed to Ye Fan under the guidance of a male salesman.
"I am the general manager of sales of Mingzhu Real Estate, I'm so embarrassed."
"Xiao Luo has just arrived for a few days and has never seen the world. I accidentally swiped the card and swiped it out with one more zero."
"Fifty million is worth 500 million."
"I have already reported to the chairman as soon as possible, and the chairman apologizes for this."
"We will return 500 million in thirty minutes."
"At the same time, as apologies, we will give you the 50 million-dollar Pearl No. 1."
"Mr. Ye, please forgive me."
He brought a group of people to apologize, and then presented his bank card and ID card with both hands, as he was more respectful.
The male salesman named Luo Zhenfei also bowed repeatedly:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Oh my God.
Uncle, aunt, Ye Yan and a few female salesmen are going crazy:
"Have you lost 500 million? Is it still successful?"
"A little thing."
Ye Fan put away his things lightly and patted Luo Zhenfei on the shoulder:
"This Xiao Luo is good. Don't fire him. The commission is in his name."
The fat manager waved his hands repeatedly: "I understand, I understand."
Ye Fan exchanged a few greetings and prepared to take his mother away.
"stop!"
Uncle couldn't help but suddenly shouted:
"Ye Fan, where did you get so much money? Did Ye Wujiu earn it back when he traveled to the boat?"
"I tell you that he is a member of the Ye family, and we have a share of the money he earns."
"You'd better hand over his money to me, or we'll go to court to sue you for the encroachment."
My uncle really couldn't stand Ye Fan's family's success. Five billion and one billion were just like playing, and the fat manager and the others were respectful.
He believed that the money was probably left by his younger brother, either an ill-gotten gain from a boat or a death insurance.
"Court?"
Ye Fan stopped: "Uncle, I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people."