Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

"I still have a piece of land outside the city!" Gao Anming whispered, "It can be mortgaged to Fifth Lord."

"Where?" Sun Wuye smiled.

"Dad..." Gao Yang hurriedly said, "That piece of land can't be sold..."

Gao Anming raised his hand and slapped him on the face again. If he hadn't caused trouble, why would he mortgage such a piece of land?Two years ago, when real estate was not being speculated, and the land was outside the city, it was not very expensive. At that time, he raised a little money, borrowed some money from the bank, and entrusted a lot of connections before he finally got it.

In the past two years, there has been a trend of development outside the city. As long as he can wait, it will be a year or two at most, waiting for development, and selling that place will be a profitable transaction.

It's just that, when it hasn't developed, the land is still worthless. The important thing is, he can't find a buyer for a while, and he can buy it with a lot of cash.

Originally, he was looking for Sun Wuye to discuss such a deal, and there was no such thing as the land at all, but—after Gao Yang made a fuss, Sun Wuye didn't want to talk about it at all, or he could understand that, because of that girl, He doesn't want to do business with them anymore?My son's eyesight is getting worse and worse. He has never stopped outside these years.

Think about it, a year ago, he made a girl's belly bigger and got caught out, and he paid money to settle the matter, but now, he actually offended such a person and directly affected his business?

Thinking of this, Gao Anming couldn't help but secretly glanced at Duanmu Baolian, the girl was choosing ice cream with relish, Sun Wuye sat beside her, watching with a smile.

"Is this a mortgage, not a resale?" Sun Wuye asked.

"Yes... yes..." Gao Anming wiped the cold sweat off his brow, reselling?He is really reluctant to sell it cheaply.

"If it's a mortgage, 200 million is too little. Don't forget about your factory building." Sun Wuye said, "I don't want to compete with the bank for business. If you can't come up with other things to mortgage, that piece alone is still not enough of."

At this time, Xia Ying had already finished her meal, and she was still standing at Duanmu Baolian stretching out her hand, watching her play with those ice creams.

"This is for you." Duanmu Baolian brought a cup of ice cream to Xia Ying and said, "I have never eaten this before."

"Boss, I don't eat ice cream." Xia Ying smiled wryly, he couldn't eat ice cream with his girl boss.

"This girl ordered too much, she couldn't eat it, and she was afraid of wasting it, so I just asked you to help her eat it." Sun Wuye couldn't help laughing when he saw this, "Do you think she can eat so much ice cream?"

"Fifth Master, too?" Duanmu Baolian said with a sneer, "I will never order ice cream again."

Sun Wuye looked at some ice cream with disgust on his face, and said, "I definitely don't eat these raw and cold things."

"Cut!" Duanmu Baolian said contemptuously, "You smoke and drink, it hurts the spleen and stomach more than ice cream."

"Anyway, I don't eat ice cream!" Sun Wuye sternly refused,

"Mr. Fang, do you want to eat?" Duanmu Baolian looked at the alchemist with a sweet smile on his face.

"Boss Baolian, I don't even eat ice cream." The alchemist shook his head repeatedly. He wasn't afraid of hurting his spleen and stomach, but he really didn't like ice cream.

"A bunch of bad guys!" Duanmu Baolian muttered in a low voice.