Supreme Psychic Power -

"Oh, I understand, no wonder rich people buy jewelry. This thing is really a huge profit!" Wang Sen inserted the bank card into the machine again. This time it showed another two million more. Tang Wanrong was intrigued and kept plugging the card. In less than ten minutes, all 10 million yuan was received. Tang Wanrong was so happy that she kissed Wang Sen's neck, "You are really my ATM!"

The two of them came to a sales office within the second ring road of the north of the city and valued a two-bedroom and living room of 80 square meters for a price of 560,000 yuan. Wang Sen coughed, hoping that a sales lady would come to explain it to him. Perhaps because Wang Sen's dress was too simple, the sales ladies who were dressed in a gorgeous manner were all round around a few fat men with big belly, and the boss chewed his bones so soft that they all chewed it.

"The eyes of the dog look low." Wang Sen looked down at his clothes that cost no more than one hundred yuan, and said angrily. Tang Wanrong pulled him and the parent-child walked to a duty manager, "Hello sir, we are going to buy a house."

The manager on duty stared at Tang Wanrong, and her face turned red when she looked down. The manager then turned his gaze to Wang Sen. He had been in this industry for a long time and had already developed a pair of golden eyes. He didn't understand why such a beautiful girl would follow this poor boy willingly? Looking at the calluses on his hands, he knew that it must be a migrant worker who did rough work. The sales ladies were so shocked that they opened their eyes wide. Looking at the handsome poor boy in front of him who was wearing street stalls, the manager on duty naturally felt a sense of contempt. He rubbed his nose and pointed to the sand table and smiled, "Miss, the price of this house is not cheap! Are you going to pay in installments or pay in full?"

"Installation, Wang Sen, which one do you think is more cost-effective?" Tang Wanrong asked in a solicited tone. Wang Sen is so smart. He had long seen the contempt of the manager on duty for him, so he followed Tang Wanrong's meaning, "We don't have much money, so let's installment!"

"The down payment is 250,000." The duty manager said coldly, his eyes never left Tang Wanrong's face for a moment. He was determined to snatch this beautiful woman. What capital do you have to support the beautiful woman? It's almost the same as me!

"If this lady really likes this house, I can pay the down payment for you." The duty manager began to show his gratitude. Tang Wan politely but firmly pushed away his right hand, "Sir, please respect yourself, we won't buy this house."

"Let's do this, I've bought this building." Wang Sen stopped in front of Tang Wanrong, and said to the duty manager with a smile on his face. The duty manager was stunned, and then laughed, "Young man, this is a considerable investment. You have to do what you can. If you can't pay back the monthly payment, you may have to sell blood."

"I won't pay the monthly payment." Wang Sen raised his head, looked at the "Hemei Real Estate" sign hanging above his head, and sneered coldly, "I'll pay in full, how about it? Do you have any discounts for full payment?"

"If you pay in full, the total amount will be 10% off, and you will also be given a set of exquisite tea sets." The duty manager looked at Wang Sen's angry look and couldn't help laughing, "Young man, there is a real estate company when you turn left. That house is cheaper. Young man should not be impulsive when doing things!"

"I said, pay in full." Wang Sen took out his bank card, made a scheduling on the computer, and immediately showed a balance of 10 million. This long list of zeros scared the manager on duty so much that he couldn't even shut up. After working for so many years, he also saw that there was so much money in a card!

"Count slowly, there are seven zeros in total, don't make mistakes." Wang Sen sneered when he looked surprised. The attitude of the on-duty manager immediately changed drastically and bowed to Wang Sen, "Sir, please, we are now promoting a luxurious sunny panoramic residence, created by a famous European designer, and carefully built with the best materials..."

"I just want this, don't talk nonsense to me, do you understand?" Wang Sen looked at him squintly, his tone became cold. The manager on duty had to shut up obediently, and after completing the procedures for Wang Sen, he personally asked to take him to see the house. Wang Sen glared at him, "No need for you to do it. That little girl over there, come here and take us to see!"

Wang Sen walked to the door and walked back. He tapped the glass table with his right index finger and said to the duty manager, "Where is my gift?"

"Here, here." The duty manager had no choice but to take out a complete set of Jingdezhen ceramics and hand them to Wang Sen. Wang Sen unboxing and checked, frowned, and asked dissatisfiedly, "Didn't you say a complete set? Why is there a missing spoon?"

The manager on duty blushed and took out a silver spoon from the steaming coffee cup. Wang Sen grabbed the velvet cloth on the table and wiped it clean, stuffed it into the gift box, and rushed to the manager on duty to raise a middle finger. The manager on duty was angry and dared not say anything, so he had to smile and watch Wang Sen go out.

"The second generation of the playboys, how about pretending to be? Grass!" The manager on duty pulled out his tie when he saw Wang Sen had walked far away, and cursed with no grace.

"The manager on duty just now was so funny." Tang Wanrong smiled with his arm in his arms, "He must have regarded you as a poor person."

"Actually, I'm just a poor man." Wang Sen smiled bitterly, and the sales lady who led the way in front took over the conversation, "Miss, I'm also curious about how you make so much money. You won't be really rich second generations!"

Wang Sen expressed his understanding of her suspicion and sighed, "Actually, we are all poor people, but we have earned some money abroad and taken it back to buy a house to bring the elderly here to enjoy the happiness."

"I really envy you, but you have your own house." The sales lady said with a slight gaze. "Like us, when we watch others buy houses every day, we don't know when we can have our own house."

Tang Wanrong blinked and said nothing. Wang Sen also sighed and comforted him. The quality of the house is pretty good, and the decoration inside is very good, and the price is there! After taking the key, the house belongs to Wang Sen.

At this moment, Tang Wanrong's cell phone beeped, and she hurriedly took it out. When she saw that the number was Chen Yi, she pursed her lips and stuffed the cell phone into Wang Sen's hand, "You come and pick it up, I can't talk to her."

"Okay!" Wang Sen had to turn on the phone. Chen Yi's tone was very fast, "Xiao Wang, where did you go last night? Come back quickly!"

"It'll be here soon!" Wang Sen responded, but was stared at by Tang Wanrong, "I won't go, you go by yourself."

"This is not possible." Wang Sen smiled, "What are you afraid of? We already have our own home. Even if Aunt Chen knocks us out, we won't sleep on the road. Are you right?"

Wanrong smiled and hugged Wang Sen's neck and turned around. She learned dancing when she was in school. Her waist was very soft and the strength of her arms was stuck on Wang Sen's neck, making him unable to breathe.

"Girl, do you want to murder your husband?" Wang Sen said with a cough twice, and Tang Wanrong giggled, "I don't know how to do it!"

Chen Yi was sitting in the office with a lot of thoughts, looking at the scorching sun outside the window, feeling irritable and uneasy. There was something about ISR, but more were worried about the current situation.

When Wang Sen pushed open the door and came in, Chen Yi immediately pushed a thick stack of materials to him. These materials were exactly what happened in California a few days ago: a successful operation was carried out under the premeditation of ISR, the Boston Consortium and the arms dealer, and successfully poured dirty water on the heads of the militants of the Badgis Republic. Now New York is ready to go to war against them.

"This is a good thing." Wang Sen said sarcastically in a spicy tone. Chen Yi looked at the window without any special expression. She walked out the window and looked at the scenery outside, "Wanrong, are you still resenting your mother?"

Tang Wanrong sat on the chair and snorted, turning her face. Wang Sen, who was sandwiched in the middle, had to act like a good person on both sides and excuse Wanrong, "Auntie, Wanrong actually loves you very much, but she doesn't know how to express her feelings for the time being..."

"Forget it, don't say good things for him. I understand the girl I raised myself." Chen Yi sighed with a sigh, turned her face, came to Wang Sen, patted him on the shoulder, "Boy, I'll hand over this stubborn girl to you. If you treat her badly, I'll take your life sooner or later!"

"Don't worry, I will treat my own wife like I will treat her like... I will treat her well!" Wang Sen said excitedly, and Chen Yi smiled and walked to Tang Wanrong, "Girl, I know you resent your mother. Why didn't you take time to accompany you when you were a child? I also know that you always wanted to see your father, but some things are not as simple as you imagine. Do you know what kind of person your father is?"

"Dad is a good person. When I was a child, he bought me ice soybeans." Tang Wanrong vaguely remembered Tang Zihao's kindness to her, but this memory only stayed before the age of six. Chen Yi shook her head helplessly, "There are some things that you young people don't know. My marriage to him is just a force of the situation. In fact, he has never seen me in person for so many years."

"Last time when he returned to Los Angeles, he said he was going to spend the rest of his life with me wholeheartedly. I was very happy. I think all the silly women who were immersed in love were almost stunned by his sweet words. Xiaorong, you have to remember that men are very mean. As long as you treat him a little bit better, his arrogance will increase by three points. I have experienced it."

Tang Wanrong secretly raised her head and blinked at Wang Sen. Wang Sen felt that Chen Yi's words were clearly for him. She couldn't help but cough. Chen Yi sneered, "You are the same, Wang Sen, drive away all the Yingying and Yanyan beside you first, otherwise I'll do it myself."
Chapter completed!