Chapter 670: Future neighbors

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Entering the door, he saw a terrace on the second floor room, and he must have thought that, yes, President Jiang liked the room with a terrace.
Lu Xingzhi was selected entirely according to Jiang Yao's preferences. It is estimated that even his sister would have to lean back.
For this small western-style building, Lu Xingzhi was satisfied with everything, immediately photographed the bricks, signed a sales contract with the other party directly, and then called Jiang Yao.
He first reported the bank account left by the old couple to Jiang Yao to make Jiang Yao remember to transfer the money later, and then talked to Jiang Yao about the house here.
After he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to be too arbitrariness. He never thought of letting Jiang Yao come to see if he would like it. Finally he made up his mind.
Therefore, when I mentioned the house on the phone, Lu Xingzhi deliberately exaggerated the house, just to worry that Jiang Yao would be upset and felt he was overbearing.
To be honest, Lu Xingzhi is really overbearing and used to buying a house. It is no different from buying a satisfactory dress. So, just now, he really didn’t think about buying a house. Discuss with your wife.
Fortunately, Jiang Yao is also a big heart.
She heard Lu Xingzhi determined so quickly, and did not expect that she would take a look at it, and wrote down her account number. She heard that Lu Xingzhi said that the house looked like. She liked it before she saw it.
It can only be said that Lu Xingzhi knows her too well and knows to pick a place she likes.
When Lu Xingzhi and Jiang Yao called, the two old couples enthusiastically picked pomegranates for Lu Xingzhi and Manager Sun in the yard and asked them to take them back to eat.
By the time Lu Xingzhi finished the call and turned around, Manager Sun was already carrying a small cloth pomegranate.
"Lu Shao, the old lady said, give it to our women." Manager Sun looked helpless. The old lady said that the woman eats pomegranate is good for her health, and feels that Lu Xing pains his wife, so I picked one by one. pocket.
Although Lu Xingzhi had few words and did not like to talk, he still had some basic courtesies. He nodded and thanked the old lady by turning his head. When he talked about the house handover time, he went out with Manager Sun.
It was also a coincidence that the two couples sent Lu Xingzhi and Manager Sun warmly at the door. They happened to see Chairman Huang Huang Chen, who was jumping up and down, seemingly preparing to come and find the old couple.
"Grandma Xia! Grandpa Xia, you have guests!" Huang Chenchen didn't know Lu Xingzhi and Manager Sun. After seeing the person he was looking for, he broke free from Chairman Huang's grandfather's hand and fluttered into the old lady's arms. His eyes looked in the small cloth pocket in Manager Sun's hand, and then his small mouth pouted, asked pitifully: "Grandma Xia, am I eating no pomegranate?"
"Chairman Huang." As soon as he recognized the person, Manager Sun quickly greeted him and then introduced: "This is our husband, President Jiang, Lu Shao."
He turned his head and said to Lu Xing again: "Mr. Lu, this is Chairman Huang of the Hairun Group and the father of General Manager Huang. That little girl is the little girl Chen Chen in the mouth of General Manager Jiang. President Jiang likes her. "
Hearing that Manager Sun said that Jiang Yao liked the little girl very much, Lu Xingzhi glanced at Huang Chenchen in the past, but it was rare. He accidentally saw the little girl looking at him curiously with little fear.
Not to mention, Lu Xingzhi also feels that this girl is indeed a long-haired flatterer, but also a courageous one.
"It turned out to be Lu Shao!" Chairman Huang laughed. When Lu Xingzhi was in Nanjiang City last time, he was in the hospital, so he had never seen Lu Xingzhi, "Lu Shao is going to buy this house? That's a coincidence, our family It’s on the edge, and it’s a neighbor."