"No, these vulgar fans, I don't have time to play with them now." Han Feng said lightly. Now he is focused on finding Qi Yiyun, no matter what kind of beauty he has, he can't keep him.

The manager was puzzled for a while, which clubs he had spent in recently, the manager knew it well, aren't those places full of vulgar fans? How could he suddenly dislike it.

Looking at Han Feng's back as he walked away, the manager sighed. If the boss found out about this, he would definitely blame him for not taking good care of him.

"These rich people are really unpredictable. The quality of the women in this place is considered high in Yuncheng, and he doesn't like them." The manager shook his head helplessly, talking to himself.

After Han Feng left the clubhouse, he went straight to Qi Yiyun's community.

Facing ordinary women, Han Feng's usual style is to spend money until they are willing to throw themselves into their arms, but Han Feng knows that Qi Yiyun is definitely not something that can be obtained by throwing money, so he must think of a new way.

Han Sanqian's community has four households in one ladder. For Han Feng, who doesn't have much experience in chasing women, he used a very cheap method, pretending to meet by chance, regardless of whether this coincidence would make Qi Yiyun suspicious.

After arriving at the floor, Han Feng rang the doorbell of the neighbor next door to Han Sanqian.

There are not tenants here, but their own houses. For modern urban life, it is common for neighbors not to meet each other for a year or so, and no one knows anyone at all.

So when the homeowner opens the door. When I saw the unfamiliar Han Feng, I felt a little strange.

"Who are you looking for?" The homeowner asked Han Feng. Recently, a new neighbor moved in next door. He heard that he was a young man, so he subconsciously regarded Han Feng as a neighbor.

"Are you the owner of this house?" Han Feng asked directly.

"Yes." said the homeowner.

"Make a price, I want to buy your house." Han Feng said, his methods are always so clean and neat, and there is never any nonsense.

For Han Feng, things that can be solved with money. It's not a problem.

The homeowner was happy, he had never met such a person, and he had no plans to sell his house, after all, it was his own place to live.

"Boy, I have no intention of selling the house. You are in the wrong place." The owner said.

"One million, is that enough?" Han Feng asked.

The homeowner was taken aback, did this guy have a fever? In Yuncheng, the value of this kind of old elevator apartment is only a few hundred thousand, and millions of people can buy a house in a luxury real estate.

"Young man, don't joke with me, how can my place be worth a million dollars?" said the homeowner.

"It doesn't matter, it's just for you to earn some money. If you can move out within one day, I'll add another 200,000, how about it?" Han Feng said.

The homeowner looked at Han Feng in astonishment, thinking that this guy must be crazy. He added 200,000 yuan within a day of moving out. He really didn't take money as money.

"Are you here to make me happy? I don't know you, so you don't have to come to tease me, right?" The homeowner thought Han Feng was joking, so his face was slightly unhappy.

"Take the house book, and we can go through the formalities now. If you think I'm not trustworthy, I can transfer you 100,000 yuan now to make you feel at ease, how about it?" Han Feng said.

The homeowner's eyelids twitched when he heard this. Is this the God of Wealth coming to the door? He could still encounter such a pie-in-the-sky thing!

"Are you serious?" the homeowner asked cautiously, casually pinching his thigh. Make sure it's not a dream.

"Of course it is true. You are free now. Come with me now. I don't want to waste time." Han Feng said.

The homeowner was surrounded by an extremely unreal feeling. It wasn't that he didn't believe it, but he couldn't believe it. How could such a good thing happen in this world.

"In order to prevent you from teasing me, please give me some advance payment." After finishing speaking, the homeowner took out his phone. If Han Feng really transferred the money, it would not be a problem for him to move out within a day.

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