Young Master Song Da who was standing downstairs was stunned! Completely confused, Si Fan hung up the phone after finishing his sentence.

hang up the phone……

Bye……

No one has ever dared to talk to him like this. No one who wanted to sell something dared to hang up on him directly.

Have the rules of the game in society changed? Or was it just too crazy and time travel?

Unsure of what happened to him, Master Song even looked at his cell phone to see if the time on it was ten years later.

After confirming what happened to him, he was still in a daze.

"Yao Yao! Have you ever heard of someone being so awesome when they want to sell something?" He realized that the whole world was wrong, and looked at the woman beside him in a daze.

It's just that this woman is obviously better at explaining.

"Maybe they have some way to attract you? Anyway, fruit mobile phones and LV limited edition bags need to be grabbed. If you buy them late, you will have to spend several times the price to buy them!" She naturally has her own set of theories.

, after being with the eldest young master for such a long time, I naturally gained a lot of experience.

Are those exquisite carvings antiques? Are they valuable?

This is what she focuses on!

This sentence seemed to make Master Song understand something immediately.

That's right! This house must have been a bargain for me, and it was for the sake of asking him to engrave it that I brought him over to view the house.

With this mentality, Master Song became a little anxious. He was quite optimistic about this house.

When Section Chief Hao used the contact system at home to notify the doorman to open the door, the two men had arrived at Si Fan and his family downstairs in a short time. The car had been left in the parking lot. There is actually a public parking lot in the community.

It can be called friendly and luxurious.

When Master Song entered the building for the first time, he was shocked. He originally thought it was just an ordinary residence. Unexpectedly, the lobby on the first floor was so luxuriously decorated, and when he entered the elevator and arrived at the floor of Hao Kechang's house

, only a few minutes passed.

Si Fan didn't care about anything, but Chief Hao was already waiting at the door.

However... when he just came out of the elevator door and looked at the exquisitely decorated and golden public corridor, he suddenly felt the aura of the nouveau riche coming towards him.

Only the nouveau riche are willing to be so extravagant! Look at the oil paintings hanging in the corridor... The picture frames look so similar to the material of the statues I commissioned Si Fan to carve last time.

Only he himself knew that the price of those timbers was priceless.

This wood used for carving is now made into picture frames. What a waste! What a luxury!

Look at the oil painting above again.

Forget it, oil paintings may not be as valuable as photo frames.

But he will not leave behind the mural on the opposite wall! It has exquisite painting skills, clever composition and... a familiar taste.

He had seen countless almost identical imitations, but he was sure that apart from the master's handwriting, this was the best imitation he had ever seen. It was as if he had been to the Palace of Versailles again.

"I didn't expect that there is such a painting here. Aren't they afraid that someone will tear down the entire wall and take the painting away?" Master Song touched the mural on the wall with some obsession, as if it was the most graceful thing.

Beauty.

The beautiful woman behind him was a lot vulgar. His first reaction when he saw the mural on the wall was...

"How much can this painting sell for at an auction house?" Yaoyao whispered.

Young Master Song in front subconsciously replied: "It's still 1.8 million, even though it's a new imitation!"

After he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong. He glared at Yaoyao beside him: "Shut up if you don't understand. Don't ask anything!" He turned his head angrily and found Chief Hao standing awkwardly next to him.

In front of me. And behind Section Chief Hao is Fan Qiang’s home.

He looked at the front door of Fan Qiang's house and suddenly praised: "Even the front door is so thoughtful, it really lives up to my expectations!"

When he said that, he had already walked there. At this time, Section Chief Hao behind him really couldn't help it. If he didn't stop him, he would forget about other people's homes and leave.

"Master Song! Over there is Secretary Fan's house! The house I want to sell is over here!" Section Chief Hao said awkwardly, pointing in the direction of his own home. Who told him to stand in front of Fan Qiang's house just now?

Young Master Song didn't care at all. He took out his cell phone with admiration and took a photo at the door of Fan Qiang's house before turning around.

As soon as I turned around, I saw the gate that had been widened and heightened.

The word majestic is enough to describe such an exquisite door. The images of the two little angels perfectly interpret the image of Cupid, the god of love, as if they have come alive.

"Oh my God! Is this really a house for one family in a community? It's really hard to imagine how high-end this community is. I'm afraid it can be compared with the first-class luxury houses in Shanghai, right?" Yaoyao praised in a low voice behind her.

Master Song almost made her laugh.

"A first-class luxury house? You really think highly of it. Even though the houses cost tens of millions per unit, and the square meters sold are also exorbitantly expensive, it's actually just that! If this gate is put up for auction

The price would be at least several hundred thousand, and it’s still unhyped!”

After he finished speaking, he became a little disdainful of this beauty who usually seemed to have a good taste.

There is still a huge gap in terms of knowledge, knowledge, and cultivation.

"Let's have a look at the luxury inside this mansion. Those photos make me feel itchy in my heart. And where is that brat Si Fan who makes me hate my teeth every time I see him? I still want to find him.

Ask me why you hung up on me!"

"I wonder how many orders I can bring him and how much business he can increase? He is engaged in decoration. My friends in high-end decoration can take care of you!"

Young Master Song almost shouted angrily, but at this moment he saw Si Fan leisurely open the door, leaning on the door frame, looking at the Young Master of the Song family in front of him, and then pointed behind him.

"This is to introduce you to the house. The person in front of you is the owner. Hurry and check the house to see if it is needed. If not, I can contact someone else quickly. Don't waste time. We are all idle. I can go as soon as I can.

Demolish your house."

"Ah no! I'm repairing your house." Si Fan looked at this guy with a wicked smile on his face.

The young master of the Song family is obviously a little confused. Today's situation is too weird. And... what does repairing their house mean? He knows that their family is moving to a new home, but... hasn't dad already decorated the house?

Have you entrusted Zhao Hongqi with the decoration?
Chapter completed!