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    The first thing Cheng Yaokun did when he got off the plane was to call a friend who wanted to buy a house and ask him to go directly to his home.

    Since you are selling a house, there is no better place to discuss it than at home. After all, it is not a small amount, and you have to come over to see and confirm it in person.

    This friend, Cheng Yaokun, is a screenwriter. Cheng Yaokun is eight years old. He has been in the industry for more than ten years, but there has been no improvement until a workplace drama became popular two years ago, so he has made a lot of money in the past two years.

    It happened that my child was about to go to elementary school, and I was worried about not finding a suitable house. I knew that he was selling, and the price was very suitable. I was even more anxious than Cheng Yaokun, who was selling his house, so I hung up the phone and rushed to his house.

    When Cheng Yaokun got out of the taxi, his friend and his wife had been waiting at the stairs for a while.

    Seeing him get out of the car, the man hugged his wife and smiled and went to greet her.

    “Xiao Cheng!”

    “Hey, Brother Liu, sister-in-law, have you been waiting for a long time?”

    “Not long after, I just arrived.”

    “I’m sorry… let’s go upstairs and sit down and talk.”

    “Hey!”

    Cheng Yaokun’s house is more than 100 square meters, with three bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and two bathrooms. It is well-decorated. He moved in just two years after he bought it. It’s brand new!

    Screenwriter Liu and his wife went to He’s house and walked around twice. They liked it as much as they liked it. He’s saved all the renovation costs!

    Things went smoothly. After all, he was eager to make a move and asked for a price that was cheaper than the market price. So the three of them decided to go through the formalities tomorrow morning.

    After chatting about the business, it was natural to smoke a cigarette and chat for a few more words. Screenwriter Liu was also a little curious.

    “I said, why do you suddenly want to sell your house?”

    Cheng Yaokun took a drag on his cigarette and said, “I plan to develop somewhere else.”

    “Somewhere else?”

    Cheng Yaokun smiled and said nothing. Screenwriter Liu glanced at him.

    “Don’t be so mysterious. Where are you going to develop? What are you developing?”

    Cheng Yaokun lowered his head slightly and raised the corners of his lips, “I just want to find a girlfriend. I think she would be great. I want to start a small business.”

    Screenwriter Liu was stunned when he heard this.

    “Girlfriend? Li Simu isn’t…”

    “It’s divided.”

    “Uh…”

    “Then where is your current girlfriend?”

    Cheng Yaokun has never been a talkative person, and he doesn’t like to talk about his private life.

    But for some reason, when screenwriter Liu asked this question, He Lu’s cute look flashed through his mind, and he inexplicably wanted to share it with others.

    So he not only told screenwriter Liu how he met He Lu, but also his future plans.

    After hearing this, screenwriter Liu slapped his own thigh, “Holy shit! You are going to be your son-in-law!”

    “???Son-in-law who comes to your house?”

    “You have to build a house on someone else’s land. Doesn’t that mean you are living in someone else’s house? What is this if you don’t have a son-in-law?”

    Cheng Yaokun thought about it and it felt quite similar…

    But so what?

    “Let me tell you, you can’t pay for the house to be built, but you still have to make it clear to the woman when the time comes that the house…”

    Screenwriter Liu didn’t say anything, and Cheng Yaokun waved his hand, “Don’t be so exaggerated. Her house is not expensive. It’s pretty good to build a small villa by yourself and even decorate it for more than a million yuan.”

    “More than a million dollars isn’t money?” Screenwriter Liu’s wife couldn’t bear to listen. “If you don’t understand clearly, when the time comes, people will turn their backs on you and refuse to recognize you. Even if they kick you out, you won’t be able to carry your house with you, right?”

    “Ha…” Cheng Yaokun smiled, “My daughter has been given to me. If I really want a house, I have nothing to say. Besides, they are very simple and simple people, not the kind of people who are crooked.”

    In front of He Lu, mother and daughter, he is the one who has the most twists and turns…

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