I Don’t Want To Be Popular

The second day.

Chen Chuan signed a contract with the intermediary firm where Hyuga Ju worked, and paid 2.18 billion for the house. Reading the contract carefully, since the house is a new house, there is no additional agency fee. But Hyuga will not be in vain, the developer will give her marketing expenses.

In fact, she didn't say clearly about the agency fee in her previous communication.

But Chen Chuan didn't care, and gave her another 5 million yen, which was the reward for her hard work yesterday. After all, she did her best to show her the house yesterday and did everything she was supposed to do.

I watched it three times before and after, and went to each room in the new house to experience it. In line with the principle of gaining from giving, Chen Chuan gave her a red envelope. 5 million yen is not too much, but not too little, which is equivalent to a relatively good annual income in their country.

Hyuga Kiku received 5 million yen and bowed respectfully to thank him.

The disappointment in her eyes flashed as she bent down.

She might think Chen Chuan can't see it.

In fact, Boss Chen, whose vision has been enhanced, has a torch-like gaze, and has captured her subtle expressions.

"Too little?"

Chen Chuan guessed that she might be too small... After all, she bought a luxury house of nearly 2.2 billion without saying a word. And she did everything that was supposed to be done inside and out, and... the two talked better, but in the end, they got 5 million, which may not be in line with her expectations.

As far as Chen Chuan is concerned, he originally wanted to give more, but because Song Jinyi was bullied here, he also knew that their island country was really stingy, and the red light district did not accept foreigners, only locals. If you make an exception to receive foreigners, it will definitely fix moths.

Therefore, based on this, Chen Chuan does not want to give more to Hyuga.

Moreover, more importantly, Chen Chuan could also faintly feel that this woman is more materialistic.

This is the sixth sense in my heart after seeing too many people.

After signing the contract, paying the full amount, getting the key, and entrusting the intermediary to handle the property right certificate.

2.59 billion yen [consumer money], and nearly 500 million.

Previously, Lin Wangyu's shopping card in the mall was recharged 100 million, but she didn't spend much.

So... Chen Chuan took the plane back to Sapporo, returned to the mall, and used all the money in the card.

I bought daily necessities, clothes, sheets and quilts, and home appliances, and sent them to the mansion I just bought in Tokyo.

There was a car dealer in the mall, and I swiped my credit card to buy a car, Bentley's new Speedy, the price here is 45 million yen, with a black top.

This car was also transported to the parking garage of the new house in Tokyo.

Bentley, a century-old British brand, belongs to the top luxury cars in the island country, second only to Rolls-Royce, and better than Ferrari.

Ferrari is synonymous with nouveau riche.

But given that there is still 400 million [consumer money], you can only buy big items like cars.

So for another 38 million yen, I bought a flaming red Ferrari 488.

"Nouveau riche, it doesn't matter, it was an outbreak..." Chen Chuan bought a car and wanted to drive to bomb the street.

He has an international driver's license, but the island country's car is the same as that of the United Kingdom, with the right rudder and left-hand drive... Contrary to the domestic one, Chen Chuan simulated the road and felt like he was going retrograde.

So... the plan to drive Ferrari into the street was stranded.

Song Jinyi came to him.

Chen Chuan did not tell Song Jinyi that he bought a car and a house in Tokyo. After all, he was not very familiar with him.

"I was pitted to death yesterday! You heard that I told you in detail... I ended up going to a woman, otherwise, I'm planted..." Song Jinyi opened the chatterbox and talked about what happened to him yesterday.

Chen Chuan wanted to laugh, especially when he heard his interaction with the older fat girl.

"How does it feel?" Chen Chuan was curious.

"I didn't go... I feel that I am still a domestic lady, they are all pretty. The women here are pretty mediocre, but they know how to make-up. The fat girl is fine with makeup. I asked her to remove the makeup. She refused... …Forget it, don’t mention it. What about you, how did you live yesterday, did you taste Japanese girls?" Song Jinyi did not.

Chen Chuan smiled without saying a word, selling mysteriously: "Immature new car, it's meaningless."

"Really?" Song Jinyi said, "I don't believe it...Although you are handsome, there are no new ones when you come out to play, believe it or not."

Chen Chuan didn't say much, let him believe it or not.

"I called a little massage girl last night, and it turned out...I came from Southeast Asia, black and thin...it suddenly wilted, this trip to Tokyo is really boring." Song Jinyi vomited again.

noon.

He and Song Jinyi went to dinner.

After eating, Song Jinyi stayed thief and went to the red light district.

Chen Chuan said goodbye to him and went to find a female high school student by himself.

Last time, the sand eagle from the system package was mailed to the high school student's home by the system.

The address and name, Chen Chuan has, the system has been issued.

Wandering in the streets of Tokyo, there are really a lot of cherry blossoms on the side of the road. The city is really big, with 23 districts.

Chen Chuan made a wish and said: "Can the system be more powerful, and you can directly assign half of the district to our name... At that time, I will call myself a nickname, the King of Tokyo... or a specific district, such as the King of Shinjuku... How aggressive is that."

Chen Chuan said silently.

As a result, obviously, the system did not respond.

No response, no response, anyway, the system has great powers, and they all talk about it, maybe a good thing.

One day there is an SSS-level event, and maybe half of Tokyo will be bought.

"The difficulty of the incident doesn't matter, as long as the reward is strong enough, it can be handled as hard as it is..." Chen Chuan thought this way and went to Shinjuku.

The mailing address of the sand eagle last time was Shinjuku Tenth Middle School, student Fenkawa Sakurayuki's home.

Wander around until the afternoon.

According to the address given by the system, Chen Chuan waited at the entrance of one-by-one small courtyards near 6-chome in Shinjuku.

He went by car and drove a red Ferrari 488.

Although he is not accustomed to driving on the left, he is a veteran driver after all. Thanks to the 15-year driving skill package provided by the system, he has strengthened his body to respond quickly. Therefore, he is a bit accustomed to driving on the road for a while, anyway. What happened.

One-family building is the name of a building here. There is a small courtyard, parking space, and two or three-story wooden small buildings. It is more common here, with an area ranging from 100 to 200.

Chen Chuan looked at this house from outside ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It is a bit old and looks old.

On the first floor is the living room and garage. There is no large lawn. The corridor is narrow when viewed from the outside.

You can't see the second floor, it must be the master bedroom, kitchen, and bathroom.

There is also a third floor, which must be a small bedroom with a balcony.

It looks good to live in such a small house in Tokyo.

Smoking downstairs, looking up, until the evening, when the sun sets, a girl in a short skirt and school uniform walks over her back.

The girl noticed the red Ferrari parked on the side of the road, and Chen Chuan who was smoking from the front of the car.

But she covered her face with her hair, didn't look much, and walked over.

Chen Chuan blew the whistle and said to her: "Fenchuan Cherry Snow, I'll get the package."

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There will be a chapter tomorrow day