Chapter 460 [460] Five Hundred Thousand, I’ll Buy It!

Ye Feng and Chen Xuan had dinner at a private restaurant.

Then they held hands and strolled along the busy pedestrian street.

This was the first time in Chen Xuan's life that she went shopping with a member of the opposite sex.

In particular, you can do some intimate actions like other couples.

This feeling is fresh and exciting.

Ye Feng also bought her a huge marshmallow.

She refused at first, saying “I’m not a three-year-old child”, but after tasting it, she exclaimed “It’s so delicious”.

"Xiao Feng, I have to rush back to Zhonghai Company overnight. There are still many things over there that need my attention."

After walking on the street for a while, Chen Xuan suddenly stopped and turned to look at Ye Feng.

"Stay with me tonight and go back tomorrow."

Ye Feng hugged her slender waist, his face full of reluctance.

"No, the company is already urging me, I have to hurry back."

"So which is more important, the company or me?"

"You can't compare like that. You're making it difficult for me."

Seeing this, Ye Feng could only smile and joke, "I was just teasing you because I was worried that it would be unsafe for you to travel at night."

Chen Xuan then smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have a driver with me."

"Male or female driver?"

"You...I'm not going to pay attention to you, humph!"

Chen Xuan got angry and turned around to leave.

At this moment, Ye Feng's ears suddenly heard a system prompt: "The system has detected a treasure hunt navigation. Please go straight along the current road for 200 meters and turn left..."

Chen Xuan took a few steps and saw that he hadn't caught up with her. She turned back curiously and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Feng took her hand, his lips curled up slightly, "Come with me to a place."

"Where to go?"

"You'll know once you go there."

"..."

Ye Feng followed the navigation and soon arrived at an old house.

Judging from the dilapidated state of the house, it must be at least a hundred years old.

Part of the courtyard wall collapsed and no one repaired it.

Chen Xuan couldn't help but look at him curiously, "Why did you bring me here?"

Ye Feng had no choice but to make up an excuse, "I've suddenly become interested in old houses recently, let's go in and take a look."

Having said that, he walked in first.

Although Chen Xuan didn't know what he was up to, she followed him out of absolute trust in him.

The door of the house was open.

The two men came to the yard without any obstruction.

This yard covers an area of ​​at least one thousand square meters and has at least seven or eight rooms.

The houses are all made of wood and look very historical.

When the two came to the yard, they heard a hoarse voice from afar.

"Uncle Pao, my house is worth at least half a million, right? Not only can I pay back the money I lent you, but I can also have a lot of capital left." The two looked in the direction of the voice.

The person who spoke was a man with a pointed chin and monkey-like face.

He was probably in his fifties, skinny as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

In front of the man, there were several burly men standing.

The leader was a man about 1.8 meters tall.

He weighs at least 200 kilograms.

There is a green dragon tattooed on his arm.

It looks very intimidating.

Hearing what the man said, the man with the blue dragon tattoo couldn't help but sneer.

"Five hundred thousand? Do you take me for a fool? Even if you give me this shabby house for free, I'm afraid it's haunted. You should just keep it for yourself."

"Don't worry, Master Pao. We ask for a high price and we pay it back. You should bargain for it."

The man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks hurriedly put on a flattering look.

The tattooed man looked around the house again and said, "For your shabby house, the maximum I can offer is 100,000 yuan, no more."

The man with a pointed face and monkey cheeks suddenly became anxious, "Master Pao, you are bargaining too hard, aren't you? My house is so big, and the land alone will cost more than 100,000 yuan."

The tattooed man sneered, "This is the money I use to buy the land. Why do I need your shabby house? If you like, you can tear it down."

The man with the pointed chin and monkey cheeks begged, "Master Pao, please be kind and give me more. I will sell it if you give me more."

The tattooed man frowned and thought for a moment. "It seems that you have a hard time. How about this? The price is 200,000 yuan. Not a penny more."

The sharp-nosed and monkey-faced man was still a little hesitant, "Two hundred thousand... is only enough for me to pay off my gambling debts, so what else can I use to continue gambling?"

The tattooed man was already very unhappy. "Then you should think about it carefully. When you have thought it through, come back to me."

As he said this, he was about to take people away.

"Okay, Master Pao, I'll sell this house for 200,000 yuan."

Seeing this, the man with a pointed chin and monkey face compromised hastily.

"Why not just do this earlier? It's a waste of time."

When the man with the green dragon tattoo heard this, he immediately turned back with an unhappy look on his face and prepared to pay.

Seeing this, Ye Feng immediately asked, "Are you selling this house?"

The man with the pointed face and monkey cheeks was stunned at first, and hurriedly replied: "For sale, do you want to buy?"

Ye Feng walked over pretentiously and said, "I really like this kind of old house recently. I wonder how much you plan to sell it for?"

The man rolled his eyes and immediately slapped his hand, "Five hundred thousand!"

The man with the green dragon tattoo almost swore when he heard that.

This bastard really dares to make an offer.

It's like a lion opening his mouth!

Do you really want to take advantage of others?
Ye Feng frowned, "You are being a little bit dishonest. I just heard your conversation. He only offered 200,000 and you were planning to sell it. How come it became 500,000 when it came to me?"

The man was exposed, but he didn't look embarrassed at all, and he tried to explain himself: "Yes, Mr. Pao and I are friends, and the 200,000 is a friendship price. If you want to buy it, you have to pay 500,000 yuan."

Chen Xuan pulled Ye Feng's arm and said, "Xiao Feng, let's go. Five hundred thousand to buy such a shabby house? Only a fool would buy it."

Ye Feng remained unmoved and just stared at the man for a long time.

"Okay, five hundred thousand, I'll buy it!"

(End of this chapter)