Compete with your nemesis to be a prodigal

Because of the behavior of directly forwarding and hanging netizens a few days ago, Lu Bingwen was savagely raped by many gossip forums and lost a lot of fans.

Lu Bingwen, who felt that he had been bullied by Duan Zhuoheng, was in a very bad mood. He had been depressed for the past few days, and he didn't even want to play games anymore.

Fortunately, at this time, Cheng Qing woke him up with a phone call—Li Ziyan passed the interview and has already entered the training camp.

This news revived Lu Bingwen who had been depressed for a long time.

What's wrong with letting Duan Zhuoheng take advantage of the Internet, he won a big victory in the fight for Li Ziyan!

Lu Bingwen, who stood up, immediately recovered his confidence, and told Cheng Qing to take good care of him.

Sure enough, a few days after that phone call, Lu Bingwen saw Li Ziyan's entry into Reuters on Weibo.

Because of his outstanding looks, Li Ziyan attracted a lot of fans with just one photo, and became popular before the show started.

It's just that Lu Bingwen doesn't have much energy to pay attention to these for the time being, because he is busy looking at the house.

After receiving the task of buying a house released by the system yesterday morning, Lu Bingwen couldn't help complaining: Do your designers have any obsession with buying a house? You hinted at it several times before, but this time it was directly changed to a task?

But just like Lu Bingwen couldn't understand why he had to buy a house, the system couldn't understand why the host was so resistant to buying a house.

until--

When I walked to the eighth sales office, the system finally couldn't help but make a sound.

【Host, what kind of house do you want? 】

Lu Bingwen scanned the sand table models in the entire sales office with his eyes, and sighed: "Ordinary ones are fine, but these are too inferior, right?"

After lamenting the host's openness for the umpteenth time today, the system is extremely thankful that it has not turned into an entity.

If eyes can kill, the host should have been stabbed into a sieve by the sales lady.

It is also thanks to the high professionalism of the young lady that she can still speak nicely after Lu Bingwen made such a face-saving evaluation: "Sir, this is a high-end real estate, and it is ranked first in the whole country."

"High-end?" Lu Bingwen smiled, "If I'm not mistaken, your current layout and garden design are directly copied from the community near Tongliu Road a few years ago, right? A project like an assembly line can actually improve the end? "

"Sir, you may not know much about it. Our overall garden design was designed by Mr. Gerald, a national treasure-level garden designer in M ​​country. If you are interested, I can take you in and have a look. The sand table has a completely different feeling.”

"Gerald's design can be copied and pasted all over the city?" Lu Bingwen didn't quite understand her logic, "No one wants to live in a replica community that has no characteristics at all? Since you have invited Gerald, why? Don't let him design several more, and use them instead?"

The young lady at the sales office almost laughed at his idea of ​​"why not eat minced meat".

It stands to reason that she worked in this kind of real estate and met many rich people, but this was the first time she met such a difficult customer like Lu Bingwen.

Miss Sister suddenly thought of a sentence I saw on the Internet a few days ago: When someone's speech is too stupid, you can't even tell whether he is serious or cross-talking...

That's Gerald, hey, it's not someone's second uncle, and there are more designs. Are you doing charity as a master of design?

However, Lu Bingwen didn't seem to understand the atmosphere, and was still talking about the real estate's faults.

Finally, he couldn't even look at the system anymore, and found that the young lady's eyes were a little red, and interrupted him without hesitation.

[Host, he is just an employee. If you really don't like it, let's change to another one, shall we? 】

【what? 】

After being reminded by the system, Lu Bingwen looked at the sales lady next to him belatedly, and found that her eyes were red, as if she was trying to endure something.

【Her, what happened to her? 】

The system thought: Ask yourself!

[Host, although you are my host, I shouldn't find fault with you, but what you said just now, to ordinary people, really deserves a beating. 】

Lu Bingwen blinked his eyes twice, with an innocent face: [Why, is there something wrong with what I said? 】

[Of course you are right, but has the host ever thought about it? Not everyone in this world is born with a golden spoon like you. Some people may not even think about these poor houses in your opinion. OK. 】

To be honest, Lu Bingwen never thought about it.

After all, since he was a child, the poorest people around him were the drivers and nanny at home, but even so, it seemed that it was not difficult for them to buy a house.

【So, do you think I should apologize to her? 】

Lu Bingwen asked seriously.

The system also answered seriously: [Of course. 】

【All right. 】

Lu Bingwen pursed his lips. Although he could see some reluctance, he still accepted the system's suggestion, and slightly nodded at the young lady: "Sorry, what I just said may be inappropriate, don't take it to heart."

"of course not."

The little sister said so, but she actually rolled her eyes in her heart.

However, Lu Bingwen's next sentence immediately made her feel brighter.

"I want the best house in your place. Prepare the contract."

"Sir?" For a moment, she thought she was hallucinating, and confirmed again, "You mean, you want to buy a house?"

"Of course, otherwise why would I come to the sales office?"

Lu Bingwen felt that this girl was pretty, but she seemed to have a bad brain.

Similar thoughts also hovered in the mind of the sales lady: Although this customer is not very smart, he looks very rich.

In a "friendly atmosphere" in which each thought the other was a little silly, Lu Bingwen signed the house purchase contract.

When the transaction is completed and the money is withdrawn from my bank card, the prompt sound of task completion sounds at the same time.

"Sir, all the units in our building Wang are simple decoration. If you need it, you can move in immediately with your bags. Of course, if you still want to redecorate yourself, you can start construction in the near future."

After signing a large order with direct full payment, the young lady was so excited that she forgot the unhappiness just now, and kept introducing it to Lu Bingwen enthusiastically when she went to see the house.

"No need," Lu Bingwen turned around, "Although the decoration is simple, it can barely survive for a while."

Lu Bingwen has no plans to live here permanently. He believes that everything now is only temporary. When the old Lu wakes up, they will definitely make a comeback and move back to the old house. The reason why they would rather stay in the hotel before is because of this idea .

The sales lady is used to this customer's habitual pretentious style. Anyway, the commission has already been obtained, so she can say whatever he likes.

Before leaving after watching the room, Lu Bingwen looked up, feeling a little regretful.

The upper floor is the location with the best view in the entire community. The Louwang among the Louwang, just heard that the owner of the building stayed in his own house, so he couldn't buy it even if he had money.

If it was before, Lu Bingwen would have called the boss in one phone call, and if he couldn't get what he liked, he would have to grab it even if he wanted it.

But now, it's better to do one thing less than one thing more, follow the system to do a few more tasks, and buy the old house back as soon as possible is the serious thing.

Now that the house has been bought, no matter whether it looks good or not, there is no need to stay in the hotel.

Lu Bingwen went back that night and checked out the next day. By the way, he hired a moving company from the Internet to help carry the luggage the next day.

That is, when I accompanied Lu Bingwen to pack things in the hotel that night, the system discovered that the host actually bought so many things in less than half a month...

Four or five [-]-inch suitcases are full of clothes alone, not to mention some weird gadgets. Without knowing it, the storage shelves in the hotel room have been stuffed to the brim.

When the staff of the moving company came the next day, they were also full of surprises. It seemed that it was the first time that someone could live in a five-star hotel suite like this, and they cast admiring glances at Lu Bingwen.

With the help of a professional moving company, Lu Bingwen himself was much more relaxed, and he drove a Cayenne to lead the way.

When driving to the gate of the community, Lu Bingwen needed to get out of the car to explain the situation to the security guard, so he asked the moving company's car to pull over for a while.

Who knows, in just a short while, something happened.

Lu Bingwen had just finished communicating with the security guard, and before he had time to get in the car, he heard the moving company's car parked behind him, as if someone had started arguing.

Several security guards on guard also realized that something was wrong, picked up their anti-riot sticks and walked towards the place where the sound came from. Lu Bingwen thought for a while and followed.

When he got closer, he found that a blue-gray Ferrari was parked behind the moving company's big truck, and the quarrel just now was because the owner of the Ferrari felt that the truck was blocking his way, so he rolled down the window and cursed.

The employees of the moving company felt that it was indeed their fault, and came down to apologize kindly, but the other party seemed to be in a bad mood, and they didn't even get out of the car, honking their horn desperately, very domineering.

The staff of the moving company were at a loss. When they saw Lu Bingwen approaching, they hurriedly asked for help: "Mr. Lu, the gentleman in the car behind insisted on asking the owner who moved to apologize to him."

"Apologize?" Lu Bingwen frowned, "We stopped for less than a minute, and couldn't we go on the left side, and didn't block all the roads. I think he is deliberately finding fault?"

Lu Bingwen narrowed his eyes.

He hasn't lost yet.

Rolling up his cuffs, he walked up to the Ferrari as if he was about to fight: "I am the owner, who wants my apology?"

As soon as Lu Bingwen passed by, Ferrari stopped scolding.

Immediately afterwards, the driver's door suddenly opened, and a person came out.

Lu Bingwen adjusted his sunglasses, and after a closer look, he was actually an acquaintance.