Xiao Zhumei twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "So Zheng asked for 85,000 yuan, and she gave her 20% discount, 68,000 yuan."

"Ah, so expensive?" Tian Ye's eyes were a little confused. How high is so much money piled together? Hiss...

Xiao Zhumei reached out to sway in front of Tian Ye, "What are you thinking?"

Tian Ye came to his senses and asked, "Did you buy it?"

Xiao Zhumei nodded and said, "I bought it, and made an appointment to transfer the property tomorrow."

Tian Ye suddenly lost the intention to chat with Xiao Zhumei, and he responded casually and returned to his bed.

The next morning, Fu Song first went to Wangjing Campus to complete the postgraduate entrance procedures. After returning, he went to find Mr. Zheng to complete the transfer procedures.

Old Man Zheng has been waiting for him since early in the morning. Seeing Fu Song finally came, he couldn't help but complain, "Didn't you agree to come in the morning? What time is it?"

Fu Song looked at the time: "At half past ten, it's enough to go back and forth to the housing management office."

Old man Zheng blew his beard and stared at him for a while and asked, "Did you bring the money?"

Fu Song took out a stack of green banknotes from his bag and patted them in his palm, "It's all 100-dollar banknotes, have you seen them?"

After taking it, the old man Zheng tossed and turned around for a while, shook his head and handed it to Mrs. Qiao, "I don't understand this thing, so you should do it."

Old Mrs. Qiao then checked two pictures, counted them again, and smiled and said, "That's right, it's exactly six thousand."

When he arrived at the housing management office, Fu Song saw his old acquaintance and took the initiative to stretch out his hand and smiled: "Secretary Zhang, it's been a long time no see."

Section Chief Zhang raised his head from the desk, and after seeing Fu Song clearly, he quickly got up to meet him, "Haha, it turns out it's Comrade Fu, please sit down."

Seeing him pouring tea in person, Fu Song hurriedly stopped him and said, "Secretary Zhang, stop working, just drank it. Today I'm here to trouble you again."

"You won't buy a house again, are you?" Section Chief Zhang said in surprise.

Old Man Zheng said: "What are you doing when you don't buy and sell a house? You're so idle."

Section Chief Zhang then noticed the old man Zheng behind Fu Song and asked, "Is this the homeowner?"

Fu Song introduced them to them. When Section Chief Zhang heard that Old Man Zheng was a retired cadre of the Planning Commission, he did not dare to ask too much, nor did he dare to interfere. He happily handled the transfer procedures for them.

Old Man Zheng felt a big stone in his heart fell to the ground and the house was sold. He and his wife could set off to the United States to see their eldest grandson immediately.

"Xiao Fu, I have to live in the house for a few months, is it okay?"

"I'm not in a hurry. You can live as long as you want." The house was empty and it was empty, and Fu Song didn't mind doing this favor.

Old man Zheng said happily: "That's it, I'll go back first if I have time."

After Old Man Zheng left, Fu Song returned to the housing management office. When Section Chief Zhang saw him coming back, he said in confusion: "Comrade Fu, do you have something to do?"

Fu Song smiled and said, "Secretary Zhang, it's time to eat, enjoy the whole place and have a meal together."

Section Chief Zhang said happily: "Okay, I'm tired of eating the food in the cafeteria, so change the style."

There is a Cantonese restaurant near the housing management office. When Fu Song came here in the morning, he fell in love with it. When he arrived, he ordered a private room, ordered a table of dishes, and ordered two bottles of Wuliangye.

Section Chief Zhang hurriedly said: "I have to go to work in the afternoon, so I won't drink it."

Fu Songkeng waved to the waiter and said, "I have ordered it and I can't retreat. Section Chief Zhang might as well take it home to drink."
Chapter completed!