my wife is the hostess

Chapter 11 Mansion
An hour later, Zhang Wenhong drove to the sales department of Tomson Yipin.

"Do you want to buy a house?" Yang Shiyi asked.

"Yes." Zhang Wenhong nodded.

Yang Shiyi suddenly fell silent.

As one of the luxury houses in Shanghai, the sales of Tangchen Yipin are not very hot, and only a few houses are sold every year.

The sales department of Tangchen Yipin is full of female sales staff, all of them are beautiful and upright, wearing uniform professional short skirts, which fully embodies the perfect figure.

When Zhang Wenhong and Yang Shiyi walked into the sales department, a salesperson greeted them.

"Hello, do you have a fancy house?"

Zhang Wenhong glanced at it, and said lightly: "Just take a look."

Fu Qiaoqing stood beside her very obediently.

But she didn't think Zhang Wenhong could buy a house in Tomson Yipin.

Now Tomson Yipin requires a minimum of 15 square meters, and better ones cost 10,000+ one square meter. It is impossible to buy a house in Tomson Yipin without tens of millions.

"Miss Yang, it's really you."

At this moment, a voice sounded.

Then, a middle-aged man came over.

"Mr. Yang."

Yang Shiyi's face changed slightly when he saw the middle-aged man.

"Miss Yang, I didn't expect to meet you here, why don't we go have a cup of coffee together?" The middle-aged man's eyes fell on Yang Shiyi, making no secret of his inner thoughts.

"Mr. Yang, you should invite others." Yang Shiyi refused.

The middle-aged man frowned and asked, "Miss Yang, you are here to buy a house, are you? This is your boyfriend?" While speaking, his eyes fell on Zhang Wenhong.

"Do not……"

"I'm her husband." Zhang Wenhong's eyes turned cold. Yang Shiyi was his woman, and he would never allow others to notice her.

"Husband?" The middle-aged man asked Yang Shiyi, "Are you married?"

"I..." Yang Shiyi was very angry at Zhang Wenhong's exposure of their identities, but after seeing the middle-aged man, his denial turned into an admission: "Yes, I'm married."

"Really?" The middle-aged man glanced at Zhang Wenhong, his eyes were cold: "I didn't expect you to be married, but, are you here today because you want to buy a house here? I just saw a 4-bedroom 2 living rooms, 4 bathrooms and 1 kitchen, 434 square meters, cost more than 6000 million. Can you afford it?"

"That doesn't bother Mr. Yang." Yang Shiyi replied.

"Little brother, I don't know your name..."

"Zhang Wenhong." Zhang Wenhong said lightly.

"It turned out to be Mr. Zhang. I don't know what Mr. Zhang does?" Mr. Yang asked.

"A migrant worker." Zhang Wenhong said.

"Migrant workers, Mr. Zhang really knows how to joke. If you are a migrant worker, why are you here?" Mr. Yang shook his head. Yang Shiyi is a top student at Shuimu University, how could he marry a migrant worker?
"Can't you come over and take a look? Isn't this place for people to see?" Zhang Wenhong said.

"Of course, Mr. Zhang take your time." Mr. Yang made a sneer, and then said to Yang Shiyi: "Miss Yang, your surname is Yang, and I am also surnamed Yang. We are a family, why don't I give you a set? "

"No merit and no reward."

"How could it be? It's enough that you and I know Miss Yang." Mr. Yang looked at Yang Shiyi with meaningful eyes. He has been coveting Yang Shiyi for a long time, and he has never been able to find a chance to make a move. But now he seems to have found a chance Well, as for Zhang Wenhong next to him, in his opinion, he is just a low-level character, so there is no need to care about it at all.

A cold light flashed in Zhang Wenhong's eyes, then he glanced at Fu Qiaoqing's badge, and asked, "Miss Fu, tell me about this house?"

"Sir, this is the flat-roof duplex of our Tangchen Yipin, with 8 rooms, 3 halls, 9 bathrooms and 1 kitchen, 767 square meters... the total value is 1000 million." After hearing Zhang Wenhong and the others, Fu Qiaoqing felt that Zhang Wenhong was She couldn't afford this kind of house, but she patiently introduced it to Zhang Wenhong.

"Shiyi, what do you think?" Zhang Wenhong looked at Yang Shiyi.

"This flat-top duplex is the largest mansion in Tomson Yipin, and it is the best in every aspect. However, Mr. Zhang, can you afford it? I think it is impossible for a person like Mr. Zhang to live in Tangchen for the rest of his life. A minister." Before Yang Shiyi could speak, Mr. Yang began to speak.

"What does it matter to you whether I can live in Tangchen Yipin?" Zhang Wenhong glanced at Mr. Yang.

"I'm just reminding you that if you lose face here, you're also losing face to Ms. Yang." Mr. Yang said this, glanced at Yang Shiyi, and said, "But if Ms. Yang lives in Tangchen Yipin, I will definitely help you. You are satisfied."

"I bought this set." Zhang Wenhong said to Fu Qiaoqing.

"what……"

Fu Qiaoqing looked at Zhang Wenhong in shock.

Zhang Wenhong wants to buy this flat-top duplex?

"Zhang Wenhong, you are not joking, this is Tomson Yipin, if you can't afford it, you will be held legally responsible." Mr. Yang said.

"Is Mr. Yang? You don't need to worry about this."

Zhang Wenhong glanced at Mr. Yang, then took out the bank card and handed it to Fu Qiaoqing: "Swipe the card, the full payment."

"Oh well……"

Fu Qiaoqing took the bank card in a daze.

In her opinion, the person who is the least likely to buy a house wants to buy this flat-top duplex with more than 2 million yuan?

"The full amount?"

Mr. Yang looked at Zhang Wenhong with a sneer.He doesn't think Zhang Wenhong can afford a flat-top duplex.In the sales department of Tomson Yipin, he pretended to be aggressive, and he didn't even know how death was written.

Now he is waiting for the security guards in Tangchen Yipin Sales Department to throw Zhang Wenhong out, and then take the opportunity to take down Yang Shiyi.

Da da da……

The sound of high heels sounded.

Fu Qiaoqing came out of the office.

"Mr. Zhang, here is your bank card. This is the contract. The payment has been made successfully. You just need to sign the contract."

"What, the payment was successful?"

Mr. Yang looked at Fu Qiaoqing in disbelief: "You didn't make a mistake?"

"Mr. Yang, how could you make a mistake on such an important matter?" Fu Qiaoqing knew that Mr. Yang was the boss of a material company. did not buy.

Mr. Yang's face was ugly.

At this time, Fu Qiaoqing brought Zhang Wenhong and Yang Shiyi to the sofa next to him, and began to ask Zhang Wenhong to sign.

Zhang Wenhong took the contract, signed it, and handed it to Yang Shiyi: "Sign it."

"Me, sign?" Yang Shiyi was stunned, looking at Zhang Wenhong in confusion.

"Of course, we are husband and wife, so we naturally have to write the names of both of us." Zhang Wenhong nodded, and said, "What's more, the property fee of Tomson Yipin is so high, maybe you will be required to pay the property fee in the future."

"..."

Fu Qiaoqing complained in her heart.

People who can afford more than 2 million luxury houses can't afford the property fees?
(End of this chapter)