Chapter 11 (1/2)

To tell you the truth, Zhou Cheng's disdainful expression and disdainful attitude are really annoying.

Qin Zhiyuan snorted coldly and said, ”I can prove that he has already given me one million yuan that arrived today.”

Grandfather Yang sighed and said, ”have you paid for Xiao Nizi?”

”Yes Qin Zhiyuan sighed and felt sorry for Yang Chen. After all, they just got married and had a lot of money to spend.

”Neither child is easy!” Grandfather Yang sighed and sighed.

Zhou Cheng still shook his head and said, ”even if it's really a million dollars a year, what? How many years can he be a bodyguard? Where is career planning and progress? Ye Xin, right? I advise you to be smart. A beautiful woman like you should enjoy the life like a princess. ”

”I'm living like a princess now!” Ye Xin smiles sweetly and leans his head on Yang Chen's shoulder.

”Do you have a house? Can Yang Chen afford a house? ”

”Oh, husband, you don't seem to have a house, do you?” Ye Xin looks at Yang Chen pitifully.

”This...” Yang Chen is a little embarrassed, way: ”in China... I don't seem to have.”

”You see!” Zhou Cheng seemed to have won the battle and said excitedly.

Ye Xin took a look at him, the corner of his mouth rose, showing a smile that charmed thousands of people. He took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and said, ”but I have them. How about the villa in the imperial garden?”

Hearing the three words of emperor Jingyuan, Zhou Cheng's face was as ugly as eating 100 mosquitoes. What's more, the houses in the imperial garden can't be made fake. Their keys are all custom-made. They are a gold-plated imperial character, which is the only one in the world!

In Ningchuan City, where the average price has reached 15000 yuan, the house price of dijingyuan has reached 50000 yuan per square meter, which is the gathering place of the top rich!

Ye Xin has a house there!

Although it's true that 50 thousand square meters per square meter of dijingyuan is not fake, it's nothing for the rich. It's just that the houses in dijingyuan can't be bought if you have money, and some people can't even buy them if they have money. Everyone knows that dijingyuan house is expensive, but Zhou Cheng knows that dijingyuan house sells status!

This woman

Ye Xin shakes the key in his hand, hands it to Yang Chen and says, ”husband, this is our house in the future.”

Yang Chen takes the key and suddenly feels like he's being kept

”Dijingyuan, the house of dijingyuan is good!” Granddad Yang said excitedly: ”you are blessed. I heard that the big leaders live in the imperial garden. It's a good place!”

Yang Chen doesn't understand these, but he laughs.

Zhou Cheng didn't dare to say anything more. He ate with his head down. His grandfather glared at him all the time, thinking that he said something he shouldn't have said.

In a word, Yang Chen and Ye Xin are regarded as golden girls and perfect marriage models.

But Zhou Cheng still feels unconvinced. He doesn't give Yang Chen any good looks at the wedding banquet.

At this time, Zhou Cheng called. He sat on the stool and answered the phone without hesitation.

”Hello, Lao Zheng. Well, it's only a million yuan list. You can look at the arrangement. Just ask me about such a small matter. Don't come to me for projects less than 10 million in the future!”

With that, Zhou Cheng hung up and glanced at the crowd. Seeing their surprised expressions, he knew that he was pretending to be successful and quietly bowed his head to eat.

Several old men praised: ”this small business is to do big, millions of projects are invisible.”

”Yes, yes, a million. We don't know how many years it will take to get so much money.”

”That's it