Jin Feishan, who was waving in front of Wang Jiao every day, was eventually taken away by Miss Xiao Wen.

But I couldn't take it back to Xiao's house, but went to Zhuque Street.

Old Man Qian took a fancy to a property. After saying hello, the front shop and the backyard could be transformed into a gun tower in minutes. A mansion similar to a Hakka rectangular earthen building became Wang Jiao’s wedding gift.

It's a coincidence.

It just so happened that Xiao Wen came to Xinyi Middle School and the property certificate was sent to Qian Laohan’s office.

So when the Qianbian sent someone to inform Wang Jiao, he saw Jin Feishan who was crying and reluctant to leave, and followed Xiao Wen three times in one step.

"Lying...trough."

I knew that Mr. Qian was powerful and his family was arrogant, but I never expected that he was so arrogant!

"Official! What a red book, is it your name? Let's take a look~~"

"Go on the side!"

He glared at Jin Feishan and saw that she started to rogue again, he knew that she had recovered.

"Dalang, this... is this really a gift to you?"

"Not to give it to me."

Wang Jiao opened the property certificate to Xiao Wen for review, "Your name is also added."

"Wow~~ Official, did that mean that Fat Girl Divorces You in the future. What a big family, she will take half of it!"

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“…”

Just as he opened his arms and gestured, Jin Feishan suddenly shuddered. After reacting that he had said the wrong thing, he immediately turned his head and hugged Xiao Wen's arm. He looked at Xiao Wen with big watery eyes, and said very pleasingly, "Madam, I'm wrong, I'm wrong..."

"snort!"

Xiao Wen doesn't like this bitch, vixen, X-woman X-baby...

But she was also constantly thinking about a question in her mind, that is, her husband is now in a big tree and can enjoy the cool air. Maybe she will go to Beijing to study in college in the future, and someone may be eyeing him at any time and want to marry into a money marches.

After all, the current career of Qianwai is 100% in the South China Sea, and it is impossible to go back to the central government.

Thinking about this, Xiao Wen was a little anxious. It was impossible for her to have something like "repentance to teach her husband to find a title". The more capable Wang Jiao is, the happier she will naturally be. The difficult thing is how to improve herself.

Xiu brows frowned slightly, looked at Jin Feishan, looked at the mansion, and looked at Wang Jiao who was still amazed there. Xiao Wen had an immature idea in his heart.

In the Xiao family, it seems that the head of the family is Xiao Shilu, but in fact, the one who manages the family is actually her, a girl. Her brothers are all sluts. When they are bullied, they can still scream for two sounds, and only two sounds are left.

It's really hard to talk to someone... Alas, it's hard to describe it.

Thinking of this, Xiao Wen's round face was full of complicated expressions.

It's really hard to find a man who suits you.

"I haven't passed the door yet, sir did this..."

"Hey, you can't say that. The hero of sir is the world. He does things first and then says it. This is his style, you don't understand."

Wang Jiao was talking nonsense seriously. He knew a nonsense style. He heard from others what great achievements he had towards Mr. Qian.

When discussing things with Mr. Qian, he never asks about Mr. Qian’s past affairs. His job is to get a good score in the exam.

He actually knew very well the priorities of the matter.

But this time, she fell in love with the day of the day and was caught by the main house. Although she hadn't passed the door, her big wife who had not passed the door was also the big wife!

In the laws of the Emperor Tang Dynasty, the eldest wife can almost directly represent her husband at critical moments.

"snort!"

She glared at Wang Jiao angrily. Xiao Wen was also a little happy at this moment. She thought that Qianbian looked down on her and even more on the Xiao family. Now it seems that what if she looks down on her? As long as her man is still a disciple of his Qianbian, it is no big deal.

What's more, she is not a fool in the luxury house on Zhuque Street. She is the front desk in the "Shaxian Hotel" and knows the local market.

The high-end yard with a golden house is about 18,000 yuan, with a pond in the front yard and a back yard covering an area of ​​four or five or six acres. If you are lucky, you can also bring a bamboo forest and woods.

The luxury houses on Zhuque Street are not only four or five-story buildings, nor the benefits of street shops, but also the pavilions and venues in the back house are about five times that of high-end courtyards.

Just taking one piece of land and building three bungalows, the whole set costs 5,000 yuan, and adding the left and right wing rooms, and taking it will add another 2,000 yuan.

As for cleaning up a sect, courtyard wall, and toilet, it will be even more expensive.

When she worked in the "Shaxian Hotel", she also heard people talk about houses, buildings and doors, and then 78,900,000 yuan.

It’s just fun to hear that she earns seven yuan in the “Shaxian Hotel”, plus bonuses and tips, and some miscellaneous benefits. If she can get a 20-year-old, it’s so decent and has a high income.

Based on the twenty yuan a month, what can I buy a house worth 70,000 yuan a month?

She didn't even think about it, nor did she ever think that she could marry someone who could afford such a house.

And those luxury houses that sound like they are either in Qinglong Township or Chonggang Town, so how can they be compared with Zhuque Street?

After meeting Wang Jiao, she also thought carefully that if Wang Jiao was admitted to university, if he was assigned to go south in the future, it would be impossible for him to buy a set here.

But that's all happening twenty years later. When you go to the central government at the age of eighteen, you are considered to have high talent and have achieved success in three or four years. That's also the age of twenty-two. You rely on yourself... there is no chance.

However, the effort of a meal of chicken soup, this mansion that should have been the age of my grandmother, was so easily fallen into his hands?

Qianbiao didn't explain to Wang Jiao how he got it. He just said he was an acquaintance and didn't say how much money he spent. After all, money is just a number for Old Man Qian.

"I'm so kind, no wonder I said 'Liucao Ridge Qian Sanlang' is so powerful. This is not just awesome. Officials~ Is his surname Qian? Is he rich in his family?"

"According to what you say, your surname is Jin, you must have a lot of gold in your family?"

Wang Jiao rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to Jin Feishan.

"It's true that I am a magistrate. My family is just a gold mine. My youngest father is still working in Chabei. When I have time, I will take the magistrate to see it."

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“…”

What's going on?!

Xiao Wen rolled his eyes aside and suddenly felt that it was definitely not easy to be a real person.

She didn't doubt what Jin Feishan said, especially after knowing that Jin Feishan was born as the "Chengdu Zhongwu Army", she knew that Jin Feishan's family was definitely three streets away from the Xiao family.

Not to mention the Xiao family, or the Liu family, it is absolutely unmatched.

But she was not particularly panicked. The Jin family of Bashu is now unable to go to the market, so what if there is a mine at home? She is not a local rich man, and can only act according to people's expressions.

It is precisely because of this consciousness that after Jin Feishan got on Wang Jiao's thief's bed, she was so sticky. She was not stupid. With Wang Jiao, the Jin family of Bashu was just not crazy and wasting their chains, and washing them off and going to the shore was not a dream.
Chapter completed!