The Strongest Immortal Emperor on Earth

He Zihong hurriedly explained: "It was Xiaofei who called me and said that she wanted to marry Xiaochen, so I hurried over."

"What are you kidding, my daughter is so good, young and beautiful, not to mention, she still works in a Fortune 500 company!" Fang

Yuefei's mother is called Gong Sijie, the kind who hates poverty and loves rich, and dreams of wanting her daughter to marry into a wealthy family, and then the family follows her.

"Can the people chasing her line up from the door of the house to the company, can they take a fancy to your poor nephew?"

her husband Fang Dahai also came when he heard the voice, and said sarcastically: "Your nephew has been missing for three years, such an irresponsible scumbag, my daughter can't look down on it."

"You go quickly, you are dressed in tatters, let the neighbors see it, and think that our family has poor relatives in the countryside, and we can't afford to lose this person!"

When Jiang Chen was beautiful in the past, Fang Dahai and Gong Sijie went to visit He Zihong more than once, and they were very close to stammering and kneeling and licking.

They also offered to hold a wedding as soon as their two children graduated.

Seeing that the couple was about to close, He Zihong hurriedly explained: "I came with sincerity, and I am going to buy a house for their young couple to get married." The

husband and wife looked at each other, and their eyes lit up with the same shrewdness.

Gong Sijie snorted: "How much money can you have for a greenhouse in the countryside?" "

It's no problem to buy a small three-room, and you can still have a sum left for decoration." He Zihong was honest and had nothing to hide.

The couple were shocked, is it so profitable to be a farmer now?

What's more, He Zihong is still lame, and he can actually afford to buy a house in the city!

But the couple are very clever and try their best to suppress their excitement and try to keep calm as much as possible.

In fact, the dozen acres of greenhouses planted by He Zihong, although they are planted with pollution-free vegetables and are quite popular in the market, their annual income is very limited.

For no other reason, the profits are all made by layers of vegetable sellers.

In order to let his nephew have a stable life, He Zihong took out the savings he had saved hard over the years, borrowed money from relatives everywhere, and mortgaged the greenhouse, owing a loan shark.

In this way, I finally managed to get together 800,000.

"Let's go, let's look at the house now...... I can tell you, the house must have my daughter's name written on it, and it can only be in her name.

Gong Sijie looked reluctant, but in fact, her heart had already blossomed, and her mouth chattered.

"You can't take out a mortgage yet, you have to pay it all in one lump sum.

Fang Dahai added: "Decoration can't be stingy, all projects must use big brands!"

He Zihong nodded and said, "As long as it's for the good of the children, there's no problem on my side."

"However, there are some things that still have to ask for their opinions, what do you say?"

Gong Sijie said without thinking: "My daughter's preferences, I know best as a mother, I just need to be the master."

Fang Dahai echoed: "Xiaofei is so busy at work, don't bother her, let's choose everything and surprise her."

He Zihong could only choose to agree: "Okay then." Soon

, the three of them took a taxi to the sales department.

When he went in and asked, He Zihong was directly dumbfounded, there were more than 9,000 high-rise buildings and 12,000 bungalows.

"Why is it so expensive, I remember that three years ago it was less than six thousand!" He Zihong said with a surprised expression.

In this way, his little money is not enough to buy a house, let alone decorate.

Gong Sijie didn't care that outsiders were present at all, and said mockingly: "Three years ago was three years ago, and ten years ago it was cheaper, housing prices are the same every day, you hillbilly, don't you even know this?"

The salesman couldn't stand it anymore, showing a polite and embarrassed smile.

He Zihong's old face flushed, and he said, "Let's take a look at another real estate!"

"Okay, okay." Gong Sijie said reluctantly.

They didn't think about letting their daughter marry Jiang Chen at all, they just wanted to take the opportunity to cheat a house.

When the money is paid, he immediately changes his face.

Anyway, the buyer's name is written in Fang Yuefei, even if He Zihong goes to report to the official, it will be useless.

He is a hillbilly with no background, and he wants to fight with us city people, but he is still far away!

When this house is compensation for my daughter's youth, it is justified.

The next few real estate projects, instead of being cheaper, are more expensive than the other.

Eventually, they all came to the neighboring suburbs to the south.

This is a newly opened real estate, focusing on low-density bungalows, although far away from the city center, but because the environment and supporting facilities are very good, the price is not low.

Even the smallest two-bedroom and two-living room are beyond He Zihong's capacity.

"Big brother, sister-in-law, the houses in this city are too expensive, why don't we take a look outside?"

In fact, as early as the previous sales department, Gong Sijie's face was already dark and ugly.

"Still outside, the suburbs or the countryside

?" Gong Sijie broke out directly, and sneered: "If you can't afford it, you can say it clearly, what kind of big-tailed wolf is it! Dutemad is about to leave the city, and

it's still too expensive?" "Don't marry your nephew if it's too expensive, the old lady has endured you all the way to the poor ghost, let me tell you, don't talk about it if you don't have a house!"

You don't pee on yourself

, and your nephew who has no interest is destined to die with you for the rest of his life, is he worthy of my daughter?" He Zihong endured his anger and said: "Sister-in-law, it's too much for you to say that, right? I believe in Xiaochen, he has been smart since he was a child, and he will definitely have a great future in the future." "

Shit's business, I didn't even get a college diploma, and my daughter helped introduce me to the job.

Fang Dahai smiled disdainfully: "You tell me, how can he make a profit, on what basis, just with his salary of less than 3,000 a month?"

Gong Sijie said proudly: "There are many people chasing my daughter, not only elite white-collar workers, but also a lot of rich children!" "

Compared with them, Jiang Chen is a fart, a wild seed who has no father, no mother, and is not recognized by his family, no house, no car, no savings, he deserves to be a bachelor for the rest of his life!"

In the sales department, everyone looked at this side and pointed at them.

He Zihong's face turned from red to blue, and his angry chest rose and fell violently.

He was holding his right hand on the phone, and his knuckles were white because of the excessive force.

Not far away, a middle-aged man wearing a crisp suit and exuding the momentum of a powerful superior was originally scoffing at this kind of thing.

In the sales department, similar things are common.

But when he heard the word "Jiang Chen", he suddenly stopped.

This person is Ge Yiming.

After the incident at Dusk Moon Tower, Ge Yiming deeply realized how powerful Jiang Chen was.

Knowing that Jiang Chen lived in the Qilin Mansion in Songzhou City, he immediately resigned from his position in the Duyue Building, and with the strong support of his father Ge Wenrui, he came to this real estate as the general manager.

Ge Yiming just wanted to get closer to Jiang Chen, and from time to time he looked for opportunities to brush up on his presence, mix his face, and get closer to Jiang Chen.

This real estate was developed by their Ge family.

Ge Yiming walked over quickly, just in time to see He Zihong accidentally open the screensaver, which was a photo of Jiang Chen three years ago.

Although compared to the present, the person in the photo looks very immature.

However, Ge Yiming still recognized it at a glance.

"Sir, may I ask who is on your phone?" he asked politely.