Chapter 2 Wu Buy a House; Chen Xue Is Fired

"Six million? Kidding me? I still have six hundred million! Who's going to believe that?"

Looking at the phone that had been hung up, Wu Xing was speechless.

According to his conjecture, the other party's phone call was a scam.

If nothing went wrong, he would receive a second call soon, saying that the money was frozen and the transfer needed to be activated.

However.

In less than a minute, the phone rang again.

Wu Xing took out his phone and found that it was a message from a bank.

"You received a transfer of 6,000,000 at 8:11 on May 17th at card 0709 with the balance of 6000001.32."

"Fuck!"

Looking at the message, Wu Xing was in a daze. He quickly opened WeChat and tried to transfer 100 into it.

He entered the password and transferred the amount successfully.

"Fuck! Are you kidding me?"

Wu Xing was dubious and even called customer service to confirm his bank card information.

"Is there six million on my card?"

"Hello, sir. Yes, you received a transfer of six million today."

"Am I rich?"

Wu Xing hung up the phone and smirked.

"Buy a house and a car!"

Wu Xing came up with an idea soon and was about to leave with his book.

Now that he had a house, he didn't have to be bullied by Zhang Mohan anymore.

As for the car, it was purely for convenience so he didn't have to walk.

Anyway, he had already passed the driving test, so it wouldn't matter if he bought a car.

"What are you going to do? Don't you know the class is started?"

As soon as he walked out of the classroom, Zhang Mohan came over with a textbook.

That's right. After graduation, she stayed at the university to teach.

Wu Xing went to college and was assigned to her class.

"It's none of your business."

Wu Xing was slightly stunned and said coldly.

"Now, go back to the classroom to have this class, or you will be remembered as absent, and don't you want to go home to sleep tonight."

Zhang Mohan pointed at the classroom and said angrily.

"Do you really think I can't live without your house? I won't go back today!"

Wu Xing sneered, thought about the balance on his card, and turned away.

Act according to people's expressions? At least it couldn't happen to Zhang Mohan.

"Well, as you said, if you dare to enter the house, don't blame me for being rude!"

Wu Xing didn't care about the "heroic words" from her.

After leaving the school, Wu Xing got in a taxi which he hasn't been in for a long while.

He had planned to buy a car first, but when he thought of the existence of the house, which was more important, he found a real estate agency.

There were too few available complete apartments, and almost all of them had been bought.

The second-hand house was the best choice for him now.

After paying the bill, Wu Xing got off the car, opened the door, and walked in with his schoolbag on his back.

Everyone looked up at the student who was supposed to be a part-time worker, and no one paid attention to him.

"Are you a part-time worker or?"

Only Chen Xue stood up and asked.

Wu Xing shook his head and replied, "I'm here to buy a house."

"Buy a house?"

Chen Xue looked at him in surprise and glanced seriously at him.

From Wu Xing's age to his dressing and backpack, he didn't seem to be able to afford a house.

"The lowest housing price in the city is eleven thousand per square meter. Are you sure?"

Chen Xue was not in a hurry to expose it, showing a playful expression.

Wu Xing nodded heavily and replied, "Yes."

"Hello, sir. What can I do for you?"

However, Chen Xue's eyes fell behind him, and her expression changed as she strode forward.

As for Wu Xing's words, she completely forgot.

"Find me a house downtown. Remember, the price is not a problem, but the house must be good!"

The middle-aged man found a seat and threw his wallet on the table.

"Don't worry."

Saying that, Chen Xue looked back and said, "We are all preparing exquisite houses now to serve high-end customers like you. And we don't sell that kind of low-end cheap houses."

Bang!

Before she finished speaking, a loud crash attracted everyone's attention.

Looking at the first-class mahogany table being smashed, Chen Xue couldn't calm down.

There were two customized tables made of mahogany in the shop. The reason why they were placed in the reception area was to show off.

Now that it was smashed, how could it work?

"How dare you smash our table with the ashtray? Do you know how much it is?"

"Are you a fool? Don't you understand me?"

Chen Xue jumped to her feet when she saw that Wu Xing didn't respond but continued to carve with glass debris.

"What happened?"

The manager hurried to the office when he heard the noise.

"That idiot smashed the customized mahogany table!"

Chen Xue pointed at Wu Xing and said coldly.

The manager's eyelids twitched slightly. He stepped forward and said, "Sir, you."

"Tell me, how much is it?"

Wu Xing put down the glass debris, looked back at the middle-aged man, and said, "I only understand human language, and I came first."

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

Chen Xue understood what he meant and her eyes turned red on the spot.

"Eighty-eight thousand."

The manager pushed his glasses and raised his hand to stop Chen Xue.

"Pay by card."

Wu Xing nodded, took out his bank card, and handed it to the manager.

Under the manager's instruction, the receptionist came over with a POS machine and was about to swipe the card.

"Humph! He is so poor that he can't even take out eight thousand and eight hundred yuan, let alone eighty-eight thousand. Why don't we call the police and ask his family to pay for it?"

Chen Xue snorted with contempt.

Beep.

Wu Xing swiped the card, input the password, and printed out a transaction receipt.

"Well."

Chen Xue was a little stunned, but she quickly responded, "I'm afraid that you have the money prepared for marriage!"

"Now the table is mine."

Pointing at the mahogany table, Wu Xing borrowed an ax and smashed it again and again.

"The agency market is so large, not only this one."

After confirming that the table couldn't be used anymore, Wu Xing turned around and walked into the agency next door.

After a while, accompanied by the staff, he got on the special car to visit sample houses.

"How do you explain it?"

The manager looked outside and questioned.

"Manager, that poor man just took a car. He has no intention of buying it!"

Chen Xue thought for a while and seemed to have thought of a way to convince herself, "Yes, he pretends to go to see a house, and when he gets there, he will say that the house is not ideal. It must be like this!"

However, before she could finish her words, the manager next door came over with a cup of coffee.

"Cheng, how good of you! He bought a house worth four million without hesitation. How could you give this kind of customer to me? Come on, I'll buy you a cup of coffee."

"Bought it?"

The manager who was called Cheng widened his eyes.

"Of course? He has paid the deposit. Now go to the scene to confirm. If there is no problem with the house, he'll pay the rest of the balance."

Turning around, he raised his hand and slapped Chen Xue.

"You are fired!"