"Sir, this room is impeccable in terms of lighting and overall design. After only three years of construction, the appreciation of the property has reached nearly 40%! Under the influence of our country's good policies, housing prices will definitely only rise but not fall! If you are optimistic, buy it, and it is absolutely right. And our company can introduce you to the most cost-effective mortgage..."

Han Chi listened to the sales lady's recommendation and looked at the house. The afternoon sun shone on the balcony. The three-bedroom house was actually designed well and you can move in as soon as possible after repairing it. However, none of these matters. Even if it was a thatched cottage, Han Chi probably bought it without frowning.

"I bought it, will I collect US dollars?"

The sales lady was slightly stunned. In such a situation where she could not sell several houses in a month, even if the other party gave Japanese yen, it would be enough. But after looking at the man, he was not like some tyrants returning from overseas, so he said hesitantly: "It can support cross-border transfers."

"Then let's go," Han Chi casually touched his pocket and handed a golden card to the sales lady. "By the way, please contact me the fastest decoration team. The price is not a problem. I want to check in before tonight."

"Tonight?" The sales lady couldn't help but stare at Han Chi who was looking at the bedroom. She looked at the overseas bank card in her hand, ran to the side without saying a word and turned on the laptop she carried with her, and knocked on it for a while.

Shaoqing, the girl decisively picked up her mobile phone and made a phone call. "Contact the fastest-efficient decoration team, home textiles and furniture! The speed should be fast, otherwise there will be no cooperation in the future!"

Han Chi stood on the bedroom window sill to observe the surrounding environment. The occupational disease made him habitually remember the surrounding terrain in his mind, and his eyes were constantly connected to several roofs. The third floor was actually not suitable because there were too many ambush points around. Although he was not afraid of ordinary bullets, he had to consider it for his neighbors.

Neighbor, not yet, but soon...

"Sir, you need your fingerprint and password. Also, if you sign these documents, this house belongs to you."

"It's just a few decades of property rights." Han Chi walked over with a smile. It was most suitable for opening a bottle of red wine to taste slowly in the afternoon. This kind of leisurely life is extremely comfortable to think about.

The sales lady laughed a few times. The introduction of national policies made it more and more difficult for them to do a service industry like this. Although the houses continue to appreciate in their hands, who knows when the bubble will collapse. He continued to respond with a professional smile: "Five decoration teams will come soon, and the preparatory amount is 600,000, and you can command them on the spot. In addition, what furniture do you need?"

"Please help me choose a set. I have something to do later. Can you help me with it?" Han Chi pressed a few numbers on the keyboard, and then confirmed the payment on the fingerprint recognition button. "These are rewards for wasting your time."

"Oh, sir, I will definitely help you decorate and organize it." The sales lady reacted very quickly, and she just couldn't just untied her clothes immediately and asked if she needed to agree to her.

Han Chi took the card with a smile, turned around and walked out of the room, and fought the third step of Plan B, halfway through.

Imagine the scene of encounter, which can be a tired afternoon or a morning when the sun just rose. The two of them pushed open the door of the house in a sensible manner, looked at each other silently for two seconds, and smiled like an agreement in their previous life, and entered the house hand in hand...

Perfect!

Han Chi put on a faint smile on his lips, and stood downstairs and fell into his imagination and speculation about a better life.

Shaking her head, the revolution has not been successful yet, and comrades still need to work hard. So far, she seems to have made up for her image in the morning, and I don’t know if she recognizes it. The IQ of men and women during the period of love is easily reduced, which is actually a bit scientific basis.

"Chi Shao," with short white hair, K-POP outfit from Hakka and South Korea, a visual beauty appeared at the corner not far away, Jiang Wenbin.

"Are you here?" Han Chi greeted him and walked over to him, "Why, what's wrong with me?"

Jiang Wenbin stood there with his pocket in his arms and smiled, "I'm bored, I'll ask you to have a drink and chat."

"Cast chat, drink and interview," Han Chi curled his lips and walked over and hugged his shoulders, just like the intimacy he had in his youth. "You don't know how much I drink, you can pour the ingredients in three bottles. Let's go and find a place to chat."

Looking at the arm on his shoulder, Jiang Wenbin struggled slightly, and the pistol with a silence in his pocket was slowly released by him...

It was still the park in the morning, and there were still two men, and they changed their clothes tacitly.

"How long has it been?" Han Chi lit a cigarette for himself. Although he said he had quit, he was reluctant to leave this smell.

Jiang Wenbin paused, then followed up as usual, and replied calmly: "It's been three or four years, I'm just making a living. I can't help but be in the world, and it's hard to get out of it."

Han Chi shook his head and said nothing. The two of them walked to the railings on the riverside again. The last time they came was early in the morning, but it was sunset at this time. "I can get out, what are you afraid of?"

"It's different," Jiang Wenbin smiled bitterly, looking at the man who was spitting smoke rings beside him, "Young Chi Shao, you are not on the road. This thing doesn't seem to be joining the army, you can retire after your age."

"How do you know I'm not going to be a mess? The way to get along is different." Han Chi bounced the cigarette butt, and the perfect arc seemed to be uninterrupted by the wind. "Based on your supernatural powers, there shouldn't be many people in your organization that can stop you."

"You're too late..."

Jiang Wenbin had to reexamine the old friend beside him. After not seeing him for a few years, he suddenly returned with a mysterious veil.

Han Chi coughed a few times, coughing out the smoke from his throat. He didn't like the dust that was stuck. "No need to say I, I'm fine, talk about you."

"I have anything to say," Jiang Wenbin smiled bitterly, crossed the railing and sat on the grass on the slope. "I plan to make enough money in a few more years, find a place where no one knows me to live again, find a stable job, find a gentle wife, and raise a few children."

"This ideal is good, I like it." Han Chi walked beside him, feeling happy. He was worthy of being mixed with him, and his thoughts were surprisingly similar.

"Young Chi Shao..." The second time he wanted to speak, Jiang Wenbin suddenly glared at Han Chi, "You can't get into a foreign country, right? Then, just like what I planned, I made enough money and returned to China after returning to my country, and then I was going to have a wife and have children? Damn."

"I've answered correctly, and I'm a few steps faster than you."

A little laughter came from the riverside, and a dizzy sun slowly fell at the end of the river, sprinkling on the shimmering water surface with a golden yellow. The two men were talking and laughing there, exploring their ideals of tying their shirts, and thinking about their great life.

"The summer wind blows lazily, through the hair and through the ears, and you and my summer..."

The pleasant singing came slowly with a light pace. Han Chi suddenly reached out and pressed Jiang Wenbin's upper body down. "Cover it quickly! Face!"

"Hmm?" Jiang Wenbin didn't have any so, but he still put the hat behind the clothes on his head as quickly as possible, and lay on the grass as Han Chi as he was pretending to be asleep.

Do you need to snore when you pretend to be asleep? Brother, do you have high blood lipids or rhinitis? This snoring is too obvious...

Qi Yufei doesn’t like loneliness, but she likes to be alone and quietly, watching the sunrise and the sunset during two periods of the day.

In the morning, she was disturbed by the strange pervert and threw away her beloved phone, which made her feel a little depressed all day long. But her unhappiness and depression would not be expressed by her. She likes to infect her friends around her with her smile, and does not like to use her troubles to bother her friends around her.

I don’t know who once said that there are three kinds of emotions that are the fastest contagious: yawning, laughing, and crying.

Before he could stand at the railing where he often came, he heard an irritable snoring sound. Qi Yufei glared at the two men who destroyed the beautiful scenery by the river with some dissatisfaction, and walked back to the other side of the park in disappointment.

By the way, girl, can you not have to go to evening self-study?

"Hey! I'm leaving! I'm still asleep!" Jiang Wenbin lowered his voice and shouted. Han Chi immediately looked up and glanced at him, breathing a sigh of relief - why do you feel like a thief?

"That girl, cough, that beautiful lady, um?"

"What are you doing when you squeeze your nose and get your eyes? Do you dare not say anything if you like people?" Han Chi yawned, "It's so sleepy, find a place to make up for it."

"Okay, you, this girl is good, Wenwen is quiet and so beautiful. Do you want me to match you up?"

"Go, you can come up with other ways besides the hero saving beauty?" Han Chi glared at his playmate. He knew this guy's scruples well, and this move was definitely nothing to do.

"It's old-fashioned, but it's useful!" Jiang Wenbin was a little excited when he encountered this situation, and patted his chest and took it all over. "Don't worry, this matter is for me!"

"Really useful?" Han Chi was stunned. It seemed that it was a solution, so it should be classified as the fourth step of Plan B.
Chapter completed!