Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

He sat down, opened his briefcase, pulled out some ordered documents and pushed them over.

And he said, "just yesterday afternoon, our company received a call from the ferry party saying that you have a real estate to be auctioned. Our company immediately appraised you. The house was built in the 1980s, with a good surrounding environment and a good geographical location. Our preliminary appraisal is between 490 million and 51 million."

Ye Qingcheng only glanced at the title of the document he pushed over——

[regulations on house purchase and auction]

Her heart is slightly tingling. This is the place where she grew up and has the breath of her parents.

Of course she can't bear it.

Here are all her memories of 21 years, family, love

She can't bear it

But if you don't sell the house, what about the compensation money? She knows that she broke it by mistake. She can't blame anyone

If she doesn't collect the money in three days... She knows, but the organizers who can play those absurd and unscrupulous games on such a luxurious ferry have a relationship between black and white.

She doesn't doubt the means of those people.

"If you think it's appropriate, you can sign here..."

"I have to make a decision today?"

"Er..." the man was slightly stunned. "It's not... After all, the price is almost reasonable. We all think the time is about the same. Of course, if you want to wait for someone to offer a higher price... We can postpone it for you."

"OK," in fact, to tell the truth, ye Qingcheng was not ready at all. She wanted to sell the house and hurriedly replied, "I'm thinking about it for a day or two."

"Yes," the man rummaged in his briefcase, took out a business card and pushed it. "This is my business card. My name is Zhang Liang. If you think it's OK, you can intuitively call me... Of course, if someone offers higher prices, I will take the initiative to contact you for your advice."

"OK," Ye Qingcheng stood up, meaning to see off the guests, "then I won't bother you first. Take your time."

"OK."

I'm the equation couple's split line (^ o ^) /~………………………………………………………………………

When the sun was almost hanging high at noon, Dongfang Shijin woke up slowly. The sun came in through the closed curtains, but the room was a slightly depressed gray.

The air is quiet.

He sat up, but his head was in sudden pain. He raised his hand and pressed it slightly. Suddenly, a pink room, warm and simple decoration, flashed in his mind

And ye Qingcheng's figure when he was asleep, his bare shoulders and slender legs curled up slightly.

There was another pain in the brain.

It seems that he went crazy to find her last night

Dongfang Shijin doesn't remember what he did. After all, his mind was not clear at that time. There was only a fleeting face in his brain