Chapter 59 Lying is really tiring
The image of Xu Ziyang gritting his teeth and grimacing at the screen appeared in his mind, and the smile on Song Youan's face couldn't help but grow wider.
No longer paying attention to Xu Ziyang's jumping in the class group, he turned around and sent a message to his father telling him that he would go back for dinner in the evening.
After Yan Fei finished smoking, he found the VIP room from outside and found that Song Youan had already started to go through the house purchase procedures.
He couldn't help but be surprised: "Are you going to buy it now? Don't you go to the community to have a look?"
"I must have learned about this property in advance when I chose it." Song Youan smiled: "I just watched the live house layout video in the video, there is no need to go through it again."
Video viewing? Is this still possible?
Yan Fei has never bought a house, let alone such a high-end real estate, so he just feels that it is too easy to spend the money.
As soon as the QR code is flashed and scanned, nearly 30 million yuan becomes real estate in one second.
When the sales lady handed the purchase contract to Song You'an, the expression on her face was obviously much more sincere: "Ms. Song, please keep it. The real estate certificate will be processed for you in about three months. At that time, our company will send a dedicated person to Delivered to your home.”
She seemed to realize belatedly that the Miss Song in front of her was not asking the man next to her to buy a house for her. The real person with the strength was Miss Song herself.
After leaving the sales office, she went to a driving school to practice driving for two hours, and then returned to the community in the evening.
The Mercedes-Benz slowly stopped at the gate of the community. After Song Youan got out of the car, she couldn't help but ask Yan Fei: "You really don't want to go up to eat?"
Yan Fei rolled down the window and shook his head with a smile: "You can't bother uncle all the time. I can just go back and deal with him."
Although Song You'an was very kind to him, Yan Fei always knew his position. He was a driver and drove for Song You'an.
So except for driving, he always has a clear sense of boundaries in other matters.
Song You'an nodded lightly. During this period of contact, she had more or less understood Yan Fei's character, so she didn't stay too long. She told him to go back and drive slowly before entering the community.
Yan Fei turned around and left. Li Mao slowly poked his head out from behind a big tree outside the community. His expression was gloomy and decadent, and the thick dark circles under his eyes indicated his recent poor mental state.
He came to the community to wait for Cheng Muzi, but to his surprise, Song Youan came instead.
It was still the man driving the Mercedes-Benz. He opened the photo album and looked through the photos he had just taken, with a dark look in his eyes.
Song Youan went straight into the unit building. When she climbed to the fifth floor, she found that the door to her home was open, and she could vaguely hear someone talking inside.
She was slightly surprised. After entering the house, she found a couple standing in the living room, and a man in a suit introducing the layout of the house to the two.
With just one glance, Song Youan could tell that this was an agent showing people the house.
"Wow——"
There was the sound of things being put into the pot from the kitchen. Song Youan ignored the people watching the house and went to the kitchen.
"Dad, someone is coming to see the house so soon?"
Seeing that his daughter was back, Song Qi turned around and smiled at her before saying: "This house was posted online on the day of transfer. I have been back and forth for more than ten times in the past few days, and I am used to it."
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"Are you so anxious?" Song You'an was a little unhappy: "We haven't moved out yet. It's inconvenient for people to come and visit the house all day long."
Song Qi said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, I'm used to it."
With that said, a plate of spicy and sour potato shreds with full color, fragrance and flavor has been fried. "Dad, I've found a house for you. Let's move in a few days." Song You'an held her father's arm and said.
His father repaired cars all year round, and his arm muscles were thick and powerful. Song Youan liked to squeeze and play with them when he was a child. They felt hard and safe.
"Have you found it yet?"
Song Qi looked surprised, as if he didn't expect his daughter to move so quickly.
Song Youan nodded: "Yes, and you don't want to move to the villa to live with me, then I will definitely help you find a house in the city. Now that the property has been transferred to them, don't we all have to move sooner or later?" You can’t sleep on the street, right?”
"You kid, you didn't even tell me. I originally planned to move to the employee dormitory of the auto repair shop to deal with it."
Song You'an heard this and objected sternly: "Stop making trouble. What if you move the staff dormitory to Youzi? What should I do when I want to accompany you? Go to the staff dormitory to find you? It's too inconvenient."
Pomelo is the Schnauzer that Song Youan gave to her father, and her father named it Pomelo.
Song Qi thought this was true when he heard what his daughter said, but renting a house in Jinghai was too expensive. A decent house started at 5,000 a month, and even a shared house would cost 2,000 or 3,000.
Otherwise, it would cost more than a thousand a month in a dark and damp semi-basement, and I wouldn’t even be able to cook.
"Where did you find the house? Is it expensive?" Song Qi asked worriedly.
His daughter had just graduated from college and had not yet found a formal job. Even if he made some money from selling the copyright of his graduation project, Song Qi did not want his daughter to spend the money on himself.
Although he earns a salary of about 10,000 yuan a month, he doesn't want to waste it. He has saved a lot for his daughter through frugality over the years. He thinks that if she needs money for any big event, he can help her. busy.
Song Youan knew his father best, and naturally knew what he was thinking.
“You don’t have to spend money in Jianye District.”
"No need to spend money?" Song Qi was stunned, as if he didn't understand what his daughter meant.
Song You'an explained: "A very good classmate of mine in college just bought a house in Jianye District. But now that she has gone abroad, the house was vacant and lent to me because no one was living in it."
"It's nonsense!" Song Qi objected as soon as he heard it: "How can I move into the newly bought house?"
"Okay dad, I have a very good relationship with her. She took the initiative to lend us the house to live in. If I didn't agree, she would break off our relationship with me."
"Besides, she has to rent it to others even if we don't live there. We can't leave the house empty, but she's even more worried about renting it to others." Song You'an explained with a serious look.
Song Qi laughed: "You kids are very interesting, so we can't live in vain, we have to pay rent."
Song You'an nodded and assured: "Okay, I'll discuss the rent with her, so don't worry about it."
Song Qi did not object again this time and nodded lightly.
Song Youan breathed a sigh of relief. She was really tired of lying, but she couldn't confess everything to her father now. She could only wait for her studio to develop steadily before gradually revealing her financial resources to her father.
This way it won't scare him.
The sound in the living room disappeared at some point, and the housekeeper seemed to have left.
Her father made his favorite braised pork ribs and bamboo fungus soup, and filled the bowl with rice for her: "Eat more, have you been coping with eating recently? I see you have lost weight again."
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