"What is going on?"
"Hehe!" Long Feicheng lit up six cigarettes proudly and put them all in his mouth. He almost choked himself to death after taking one puff.
Yan Shouyi quickly helped him calm down and said:
"You've almost got it. You won't get rich like this."
Long Feicheng finally calmed down and stopped showing off. He said excitedly:
"Didn't we help Boss Meng deal with the fox demon incident before? Boss Meng promised to give us one million as a thank you fee, but then he was injured and has been in the hospital for treatment. Now he has almost recovered, and he remembered this incident , so you came to me to fulfill your promise!"
"He gave us one million?" Yan Shou asked.
One million is neither too much nor too little, and Yan Shouyi doesn't feel much in his heart.
It's not that he is rich enough to ignore a million, it's mainly because there are too many rich people around Yan Shouyi.
Lin Zitong, Liu Yiren, and Zhang Guodong are all wealthy owners.
But Yan Shouyi has never had so much money.
Long Feicheng smiled mysteriously, shook his head and said, "Boss Meng thinks that we are talented people and strangers, and a mere million is not enough to express his gratitude, so he changed a way - giving us a house!"
Yan Shouyi wondered: "What's so good about the house? It's better to give it in cash."
"Brother Yan, you don't know how terrible the housing prices in the city are now. A house in the school district in West Lake costs 120,000 yuan per square meter!"
"Ah?" Yan Shou was stunned, "That one million... can only buy less than ten square meters, a place as big as a toilet?"
"Yeah!"
Now Yan Shouyi knew the benefits of Boss Meng giving him a house.
He was used to staying in the countryside before. The most valuable thing in the countryside was the house.
And since he came to the city, he didn't understand this aspect, so he didn't know how valuable the house was.
Yan Shouyi asked: "Then how big is the house he gave as a gift? Where is it?"
"This house is awesome!"
Long Feicheng said happily: "The house is located in Yijinfang in Sanfangqixiang. It is an old house covering an area of more than 200 square meters!"
Yan Shouyi was confused again: "How much is it worth?"
"This house is no longer a matter of money," Long Feicheng said, "Three Lanes and Seven Alleys are scenic spots. Houses in scenic spots cannot be sold easily. How many rich people want to buy but can't, let alone It’s an old house of more than 200 square meters! Owning this house is not only an improvement in wealth, but also a symbol of status!”
"Is it as exaggerated as you said..." Yan Shouyi said speechlessly, "Boss Meng gave us such a good house directly? He didn't ask us for anything else?"
Even if Meng Guo is rich, he is a businessman after all and should not engage in such a loss-making business.
Unless he has other requests.
"Brother Yan, you really hit the mark," Long Feicheng said with a smile, "But it's not that Boss Meng has something to ask of us, it's that there is something wrong with the house itself."
Yan Shou raised his eyebrows: "What's the problem?"
"According to Boss Meng, this old house is worth more than 20 million, but the problem is - this house is haunted!"
Now, Yan Shouyi understood.
No matter how good a haunted house is, others will not dare to ask for it.
Not to mention it is really haunted, even if it is a house where someone has died, no one may be willing to take it over.
And for a house that cannot be sold, it is useless even if it is worth 100 million, because no one will buy it.
One million in cash and a house that no one dared to ask for, the Bangladesh Congress chose to give the house away.
For him, it was a profit.
As for giving this house to others, I'm afraid they won't be willing to take it, but it's just right to give it to Yan Shouyi.
Because Yan Shouyi and the others are not afraid of ghosts and can even catch them.
If this house is not given to them, wouldn’t it be ruined in their hands?
"After all, we are in business. Boss Meng is a nice guy, but he is a devil of a man..." Yan Shouyi muttered to himself helplessly.
Long Feicheng smiled and said: "As the saying goes, there is no business without treachery. We have nothing else to do at the moment, so why not go to the old house and take a look. If there is a ghost, we will catch it. If there is no ghost, we will treat it as a tour. ,How about it?"
"Okay, let's start walking then?"
"let's go!"
…
Half an hour later, the two took a bus to the Three Lanes and Seven Lanes Scenic Area.
As its name suggests, Three Lanes and Seven Alleys consists of three lanes and seven lanes, namely Yijin Lane, Wenru Lane, Guanglu Lane, Yangqiao Lane, Langguan Lane, Ta Lane, Huang Lane, Anmin Lane, and Gong Lane. , Jip Lane.
The entire architecture here follows the ancient style, and young people wearing ancient Hanfu can be seen everywhere on the streets.
If it's nighttime, there are some singers singing on site.
It can be said that this street is the favorite place for young people or people traveling to Rongcheng.
Speaking of which, Yan Shouyi had been in Rongcheng for two months, and this was the first time he came back here.
Walking into the "South Back Street", the central axis main street of the scenic spot, there are people coming and going, and it is very lively.
The two of them walked along the South Back Street and found Yijinfang.
On both sides of the shop, there are some small shops selling Shoushan stone and oil-paper umbrellas, as well as Rongcheng's traditional snack meat swallows.
There is a bluestone road under your feet, which gives you a unique feel when walking.
"Brother Yan, take a look and I'll ask you how you are doing!"
Long Feicheng smiled as he walked: "This place is not something you can own with money. When we go out in the future, let alone how much money we brothers have, just say that we have a suite in Sanfangqixiang, and everyone else will." You have to give us three points!"
"The environment here is good." Yan Shouyi commented simply.
What he refers to as environment is actually Feng Shui.
The Feng Shui of Three Lanes and Seven Alleys is an excellent location in the entire Rongcheng City. The only places that can compare with it are West Lake and Minjiang River.
It is precisely because of this Feng Shui that many celebrities have emerged from the Three Lanes and Seven Alleys.
For example, the famous writer Bing Xin once lived in Sanfangqixiang.
Yan Shouyi couldn't help but plan in his mind. If he could really have a place in the Three Lanes and Seven Alleys, he could come here occasionally to cultivate his moral character.
The two were walking when two familiar figures suddenly walked towards them.
Yan Shouyi didn't notice them, but they recognized Yan Shouyi first.
"Mr. Yan?!" The other party's tone was quite surprising.
Yan Shou raised his head, looked at the two of them, and recognized them: "So it's you!"
These two people are Huang Hai and Zhou Yuquan of Lushan Sect.
Yan Shouyi was surprised to meet them here.
The two of them approached Yan Shouyi enthusiastically and said sheepishly: "Last time we said goodbye to Xihu Yaju, we were too embarrassed to contact you again."
The two of them were talking about the last time they were at West Lake Yaju, Yan Shouyi was angered by Lu Jing and cut off the water in West Lake.
But what they didn't know was that Yan Shou had already reached a settlement with Lu Jing early in the morning.
Yan Shou smiled and said, "Don't take those things to heart, I don't care anymore."
Huang Hai cupped his hands and said, "We really admire Mr. Yan's spirit!"
"Stop flattering," Yan Shou said, "Why are you two here?"
