"I don't know, what is the asking price of Master Huangpu?"
Xie Mengyao was about to speak, but at this time, a tired and bald voice came from behind: "My place is priced at one billion yuan."
Ye Hao and Xie Mengyao looked up at the same time, and saw an old man wearing a gray coat, with a somewhat sparse beard, who seemed to be lacking in energy, walking out with his hands behind his back.
He exudes a sense of desperation, just like Kong Yiji in the book, which makes people sigh endlessly.
If it weren't for his deep eyes, no one would believe that he is actually a Feng Shui master.
"This is Feng Shui master, Huang Pufeng."
Xie Mengyao introduced something to Ye Hao, then smiled and said: "Master Huangpu, this is my friend, Ye Hao..."
Ye Hao saluted politely, but Huang Pufeng looked indifferent, without raising his eyelids, and said indifferently: "My Jifutang, the price is no second, one billion."
"Do you want!?"
The tone was cold and without any emotion, but it made Ye Hao's eyes narrow slightly, and he felt that the other party seemed to be deliberately embarrassing.
Xie Mengyao also squinted her beautiful eyes at this moment, and then said with a half-smile: "Master Huangpu, we businessmen pay attention to integrity."
"The so-called honesty wins the world!"
"If I remember correctly, the price we negotiated yesterday was 100 million, right?"
"Why did it suddenly become one billion now?"
"And, I also hired a well-known real estate expert to evaluate your place."
"Your place is worth 80 million at most, and it's difficult to sell."
"I think you are an old man, so I gave you a price of 100 million, which is already very face-saving."
"Isn't it a bit unkind for you to ignore my good intentions and raise the price on the ground?"
Obviously, although Xie Mengyao has a lot of money, it is not so much that he can throw it away casually.
Especially for Huang Pufeng's sudden asking price, she was very upset.
It can be said that Master Huang Pufeng couldn't give her any favors.
"One hundred million is yesterday's price."
"One billion is today's price."
"This episode of Futang is a single heirloom of the nine generations of our Huangpu lineage. I can sell it for as much as I want."
"What you call a real estate appraisal means nothing to me."
"Of course, if you don't want to pay, there's no problem."
"As long as I can save my granddaughter, then I can give this place away for free."
Huang Pufeng spoke with a cold expression, while motioning for the enthusiastic aunt to come over, and asked her what she wanted to do.
Enthusiastic aunt began to describe her recent nightmares every night, she can't be charmed at night, and the most important thing is that she also feels suffocated and has difficulty breathing during the day.
Hearing her description, Huang Pufeng took out the compass and started to wind it, but kept frowning. JrNovels.com