"Boss, this is like this?" Curtis asked Xu Chuan for his opinion with a photo of the house sent by the agent.
"Damn, how do I know?" Xu Chuan looked at the photos, "Is there no brick-concrete structure?" The houses here are all made of wood. This kind of thing is really not very strong. If someone attacks, even a bunker cannot be used.
"But that's expensive." Curtis grabbed the bald head, there were many all-wood houses here. The reason was that it was so cheap. Look at which of the rich lived in a house with not a concrete structure.
"Damn, so where are your money spent?" Umbrella and others have a lot of wealth. On average, everyone has a net worth of tens of millions or even tens of millions, and there are more people like Burkhoff.
"How about this." Alex found one from a pile of photos and handed it to Curtis.
"Ha, Brentwood, I thank you." Curtis threw out the photo directly. This villa is not something he can afford.
Xu Chuan picked it up. This is a small brick-concrete two-story villa with a mini swimming pool with a front and back yard. It is said that the swimming pool is actually similar to a larger bathtub.
"It's pretty good, it doesn't look big, it's just right for you."
Curtis felt that he shouldn't ask these two people what they thought. One had a net worth of billions and the other was said to be the daughter of a Russian oligarch. They were all rich people.
"Boss, that thing is priced at more than three million," Curtis said gritting his teeth.
Xu Chuan spread his hands, "Last time in Mexico, you paid more than 10 million yuan. Don't tell me you spent it all!" In addition, there was a hundred million yuan this time, and Xu Chuan couldn't figure out where his money went.
Curtis looked embarrassed, so Xu Chuan stopped asking, "Let's go, let's go and have a look first. If you really think it's good, I'll lend it to you."
Alex actually looked more anticipated about this than Curtis seems. To be honest, she hasn't really visited Los Angeles well.
Curtis covered his forehead, and the two men looked like they were planning to go shopping, so they were not showing him the house.
After calling the agent, the three of them drove to Brentwood, which is located northwest of Beverly Hills, very close to Santa Monica Beach, and is definitely a wealthy area in Los Angeles.
The house is on a hillside, with a slightly remote location, and the adjacent houses are far away. Perhaps it is precisely because of this reason that this single-family villa with a two-story upper and lower floors is only more than three million.
"I think it's good. It's better if you don't have a neighbor. At least no one will complain about you." Xu Chuan walked around the yard, but it was a bit messy and needed some repairs. It probably won't be cheap.
The agent stood behind him. The middle-aged white man with a mustache recognized Xu Chuan as soon as he met, and thus thought that he was buying a house.
Alex walked out of the room and frowned, "Why does it seem like no one has lived in it for a long time? It shouldn't be the place."
Although it is a bit remote, it will be a commercial area in fifteen minutes along the hillside. Strictly speaking, it is completely acceptable. It shouldn't be sold for so long.
Curtis' black face was a little red. He should be very satisfied with the house. The front and back yards have garages and swimming pools. He had already decided to make a gun wall like Swag.
He said he didn't want it, but it was so delicious after reading it. He was talking about him.
The agent came over and said, "Mr. Griers, are you still satisfied? This is the only listed property near Brentwood. It has a very high cost-effectiveness. Investment or self-occupied are very suitable choices."
Xu Chuan and Alex looked at each other, saying that this grandson regarded himself as a kid.
"Well, what's the name?"
"Kyle, Paul Kyle."
Xu Chuan looked at the other party seriously, "Okay, Kyle, it's not me who bought a house, but that guy, you've found the wrong partner." He pointed at Curtis.
"Ha?", the intermediary showed a hint of embarrassment, and then quickly adjusted his emotions.
"Sorry, sir, I thought..." He glanced at Alex, who was sexy, and then turned to Curtis, but this guy didn't look like someone who could take out millions of dollars.
"There must be something wrong with this house." Alex leaned over to Xu Chuan and whispered in his ear. A faint fragrance came from the other person and passed through his ears. If it weren't for the fact that he had done it thoroughly before, he would probably have reacted.
"Amitabha" Xu Chuan said silently in his heart, then nodded. There was indeed a problem. This guy clearly regarded himself and others as suckers.
But judging from Curtis's meaning, if you have money, you would probably make it right.
"Let's take a look at other things." Xu Chuan grabbed the guy who was happier and happier with the agent and walked outside.
"Ah? Boss, why?" Curtis was a little reluctant.
"Just go, right?" and Alex pulled him out from left and right.
The agent looked depressed, but he also knew that such a thing could not be negotiated at once. "Sir, if you are really interested, I can ask you for a good discount."
"Okay, let's contact us again." Xu Chuan answered for Curtis, and then urged him to drive quickly.
"Guess what's wrong with this house?" Xu Chuan looked back at Alex, and Curtis was ignored by him.
"It's hard to say, but this guy must have concealed something. He thought it was you, a Chinese, who bought a house, so he didn't say it." Alex sat in the back seat, holding his mobile phone to check the relevant information.
Curtis looked confused, "Are you saying there is something wrong with this house? But I looked at it all up and down, the quality of the building is absolutely normal, and only the walls may need to be rebuilt."
"Damn, drive your car." Xu Chuan thought about it without any doubt, but it didn't matter. After that, he would always find out something.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! They walked around here. The location is really good. Not long after driving, the Getty Art Center. How could there be such a house that cannot be sold in this place? If something goes wrong, there will be a monster.
As he was turning, a few gunshots suddenly came from the neighborhood. Curtis glanced at his boss with a mouthful.
"Damn, I'm also blaming me. It's obvious that the public security in Los Angeles is too bad." MD would have killed him if it weren't for his grandson driving.
Alex listened to their conversation in confusion, and Curtis, a guy who was not afraid of death, explained to her, "I am used to it now. It is normal for me to go out with my boss to encounter shooting. I just don't know how many people will die this time?"
Xu Chuan asked him to park on the side of the road to see if anyone would die this time. Curtis silently lit two candles for residents in this high-end community, and then looked at it and found that all the houses in it would not be less than 15 million, and then blew the candles.
A community security car drove out like crazy and parked on the side of the road. The driver covered his shoulder and climbed out of the car, sat on the ground with a walkie-talkie and asked his companions to call the police.
The shirt on the unlucky guy's chest has been stained with blood, and there is a bullet hole on his shoulder.
"This amount of bleeding is likely to be arterial bleeding." All three people in the car were experienced. Xu Chuan took a look and knew that if this guy didn't stop the bleeding quickly, he would have to hang up in less than ten minutes.
"Do we want to drive away now?" Alex asked uncertainly.
Chapter completed!