[Stone Gambling Antiques] Palm Eye Lingpupil

The only one that is the same. "

"Thank you." Mo Fan was not moved by the man's compliment.

"You have passed all the checkpoints I gave you, so in return for what was agreed in advance, I can agree to one of your requests besides the villa. You can ask for anything, but it must be now, in this room." The man's tone was different from when Mo Fan just met him, it seemed very arrogant, but there was no sense of dissonance.

Mo Fan thought for a while: "I hope to use the cost price for the decoration of the house." He doesn't want to take advantage of others, but he will definitely not let others take advantage of him.

"It's simple. In fact, you can ask me to decorate it for you." The man stayed in the room, ready to give Mo Fan a chance to repent.

"This is my request." Mo Fan didn't need to regret it.

"Okay," opened the door, and the man walked out with Mo Fan: "You are not bad. Remember, if you go to the capital and have something to do, you can report my name. My name is still useful in the capital. Yes Yes, my name is Shen Yifan."

"Okay." Mo Fan didn't plan to go to the capital, nor did he have the habit of reporting other people's names.

Mo Fan walked to the living room with Shen Yifan, sat back on the sofa, drank green tea made in a black teacup, and discussed the design standards and theme of the villa.

After all, the entire villa was basically destroyed because of the search. Mo Fan and Shen Yifan were more inclined to rebuild it than rebuild it.

Of course, Mofan has a very important requirement for the rebuilt villa. For a house of 230 square meters, plus the garden, the total amount of decoration should not exceed 100 million.

48. Celebration ([-])

Before the two pieces of jadeite in He Guanyan's hands were carved and auctioned off with the authentication certificate, the amount he could spend on the house was only 300 million at most.

Although Shen Yifan doesn't look young anymore, his personality is still like a child's, he is moody, and he doesn't consider other people's ideas. It can be said that he is quite difficult to serve.Mo Fan stayed with him for nearly two hours. In the first hour, because he had to answer questions, Mo Fan hadn't discovered this situation, but when Mo Fan discussed with him about the decoration of the villa, all the problems came.

So when Mo Fan reappeared in front of Mo Yi, although nothing could be seen on the surface, Mo Yi could clearly feel that the aura emanating from Mo Fan's body represented that he was very unhappy.

Sitting on the Wrangler, driving steadily on the road, Mo Yi waited for Mo Fan to calm down a bit, and then carefully said: "Mo Fan, the builder of Jinyuan Villa has a strange personality, he is not willing to sell the house to us , we don't necessarily need his house."

When Mo Fan heard Mo Yi's words, he immediately knew that Mo Yi was thinking wrongly: "I got the house." As for the builder, he tried his best not to deal with him in the future. "

What Mo Fan said was the truth, but he didn't say the last sentence.He is not good at coaxing people, and he doesn't like giving in.

But Shen Yifan, the producer of Jinyuan Villa, let him do it in only one hour.Even though he made Shen Yifan suffer a great loss, Mo Fan still felt uncomfortable.

But Mo Yi didn't know the twists and turns, so now it was Mo Yi's turn to not understand why Mo Fan's aura still showed his displeasure.

Mo Fan didn't want to explain either, but just looked at the scenery passing by outside the window, and his tone of voice seemed to be asking and answering: "200 million for real estate fees, villa frame fees and certificate purchase fees, 100 million for decoration fees, and property fee reductions. For 30 years, the garden will be pruned for free every month within ten years."

"You have drawn up an agreement?" Mo Yi frowned deeply.

Mo Fan didn't answer, but quietly watched the scene passing by outside the window.The latter two items are actually Mo Fan's tricks on Shen Yifan, but how did this trick come out? Both Mo Fan and Shen Yifan are taboos, and no one will listen to them in their entire lives. Got an answer.

Back home, a little thing jumped on Mo Fan's leg quickly, Mo Fan raised his leg as usual, and Mo Yi's original aura because of the little thing's sudden movement also suppressed the moment he saw the little thing go down.

But the little thing—that is, the Tibetan mastiff cub would not be grateful for Mo Yi's actions that day. Although the aura on Mo Yi's body only flashed for a moment, he also jumped away from Mo Fan's legs that day. Standing between Mo Fan and Mo Yi, he howled annoyed at Mo Yi.

Seeing the actions of that day, Mo Yi was very satisfied, and took advantage of Mo Fan's return to the room to "communicate" with that day. When Mo Fan came out of the room, the day when he was originally opposed to him had become Just guard against him.

Mo Fan did not see how Mo Yi "communicated" with that day, but according to Mo Yi, this is how new trainers in the army deal with adult military dogs. ask.

"Brother, you're back." Mo Fan just made do with a pot of egg fried rice in the kitchen. Before he could bring it out, the door was opened again. Mo Qingyun, who went to the hospital alone because of some matters, was also here Time to rush back.

"Hmm." Two bowls full of rice were brought out from the kitchen, and Mo Fan put the things on the table: "How is the situation?"

"Qingqing, will there be any problems?" Mo Qingyun looked at the dishes brought by her brother on the dinner table, and at a glance, she knew that her brother had cooked them herself. She had already told her brother not to enter the kitchen. but……

Mo Qingyun looked at Mo Yi who was sitting on the sofa and clutching that day, his eyes were quite fierce.

But in the face of Mo Qingyun's provocation, Mo Yi didn't raise his eyelids: "It's time to order food." Then he let go of the day of screaming, stood up, walked to the dining table and sat down.

Seeing that Mo Yi didn't seem to want to talk to her, Mo Qingyun consciously pulled out the bench under the dining table and sat beside Mo Fan: "Brother, are we going to change houses?"

Mo Fan took a look at Mo Qingyun, who was sitting hundreds of thousands of miles away from Mo Yi, and noticed from the way she glanced at the egg fried rice from time to time that she didn't seem to have eaten either: "Hurry up." , Mo Fan got up, re-entered the kitchen, took a pair of bowls and chopsticks for Mo Qingyun, and then filled all the remaining fried rice with eggs: "Eat some."

Mo Qingyun took the bowl and chopsticks handed over by Mo Fan, and picked them into her mouth.

"Be careful not to choke." Mo Fan sat on the side, took the mineral water from the side and put it in Mo Qingyun's hand.

Mo Qingyun was always reluctant to waste what Mo Fan gave her. She ate all the egg fried rice that Mo Fan gave her and drank all the water before Mo Qingyun sat up straight.

"Brother, how long before we can live in the new house?" Mo Qingyun is afraid that by the time she can live in, she will already be going to the army.

"One month." This was Shen Yifan's answer to Mo Fan, it was unbelievably fast.

"Then He Guanyan... How long will it take my brother to finish carving those two pieces of jadeite?"

"About a month." This is what He Guanyan told Mo Fan. For He Guanyan, this speed is very slow.

Mo Qingyun nodded when she heard the answer: "That is to say, He Guanyan... the two pieces of jade carved by my brother happened to be used to congratulate our new house."

"Maybe." Mo Fan tried to imagine the situation where the house and the carved emerald appeared at the same time, and it was indeed very interesting.

"It can be placed at home for a few days." Mo Yi took the time to speak.

Mo Fan nodded. He liked the two pieces of jadeite very much, especially the golden silk jadeite. If it wasn't for the fact that the one he left behind was likely to be that one, he would definitely not be willing to sell the golden silk jadeite.

"Everyone lives in." Seeing the puzzled eyes of Mo Yi and Mo Qingyun, Mo Fan explained: "The house is too big and has a basement."

The house is too big, more than enough to accommodate everyone, there is a basement, and there is no need to borrow Luo Jiasheng's empty warehouse for their work place.

"Okay." Mo Yi didn't go out of his way with Mo Fan. Living with Mo Fan was a mission he brought from the capital. Originally, he was still thinking about how to complete this mission.

"Brother, I'm going to call other people." Standing up from the chair, Mo Qingyun took the initiative.

Mo Fan nodded, watching Mo Qingyun ran to the sofa and sat down, picked up the phone that was placed aside, flipping through the phone book in his hand.

"Let's celebrate tonight." Mo Yi piled up all the remaining bowls and chopsticks on the table, got up and took them to the kitchen.Mo Fan doesn't have much feeling for cooking, but when it comes to washing dishes, he doesn't like it very much. Although he doesn't hate it, he will choose to cook one less dish in order to wash one less dish.

Mo Yi is very aware of Mo Fan's point, so usually after he has eaten at Mo Fan's house, he will consciously wash all the plates and bowls on the table.This is why Mo Fan can tolerate Mo Yi staying at his house for dinner.

In the evening, Mo Fan was wearing a brand new down jacket that should be worn in mid-winter, while Mo Qingyun and Mo Yi were each wearing a woolen sweater and a thick coat. The three of them were walking on the street at the same time. It seems that the season is not right.

"Brother Mo, where are we going to celebrate?" Mo Qingyun's physique was not as good as Mo Yi's, and she was still puffing on her hands while walking.

"There is a shop in the Town God's Temple