Chapter 8 House Hunting

Jiang Xin and Yu Wei were stunned.

Although the two were not in the same place, their shocked expressions holding their phones were surprisingly similar.

Jiang Xin: From the capital circle?

Jiang Xin sent a message in the Shanghai Young Masters group asking.

Yu Wei: Please inform me so I can avoid future trouble.

Both of them were confused. Even if someone was from the capital circle, it shouldn't have scared the National Little Wang and Qin Dou this badly, right?

National Little Wang: Forget it, I won't chat with you two anymore. I'm going to wash up and sleep. I've also arranged to have morning tea with Lin'er tomorrow.

Qin Dou: Holy cow, when did you secretly arrange that?

National Little Wang: Just when we were eating today.

Qin Dou: Where?

National Little Wang: I'm not telling you.

Qin Dou: (speechless expression.)

After that, National Little Wang threw down his phone and went to take a bath in the bathtub.

Qin Dou: Where did he go? What's he doing?

Qin Dou: Speak up, where are you?

Jiang Xin: .......

The next morning, National Little Wang was neatly dressed and drove his Rolls-Royce out of the garage straight to Xia Lin's residence.

He called Xia Lin when he arrived downstairs.

Not long after, Xia Feng and Xia Lin came out of the elevator. National Little Wang immediately got out of the car and opened the car door for Xia Feng, acting completely like a chauffeur.

"Young Master Wang, do you know if there are any two-bedroom apartments for sale? It's inconvenient to live in this apartment now, and my brother meditates all day without sleeping."

In the car, Xia Lin asked National Little Wang. Da Feng Novel Network

Yesterday, National Little Wang and Qin Dou had tipped her so many rockets. When she cashed out, she could buy an apartment.

Xia Lin, who had originally planned to rent, resolutely decided to buy an apartment first. After all, she had money now. She could go and look at apartments and get some information.

In Shanghai, the housing prices suppressed ordinary people to the point of suffocation. Now Xia Lin felt that she was about to be very rich, but she still had to spend the money frugally, and the apartment shouldn't be too fancy.

She planned to tell National Little Wang and Qin Dou today to stop tipping her. It was simply a waste of money.

"Lin'er, are you looking to buy an apartment?" National Little Wang asked, gripping the steering wheel.

"Yes, otherwise my brother wouldn't have anywhere to sleep," Xia Lin chuckled.

"Don't mind me, I'm fine with anything," Xia Feng said, patting Xia Lin's little head.

"How can you be fine with anything? Young Master Xia, leave this matter to me, and I guarantee to arrange it perfectly for you," National Little Wang assured them.

"Then I'll trouble you. What was your name again?" Xia Feng asked National Little Wang after hearing this. This kid was quite alright.

National Little Wang was flattered. The big shot was asking for his name, how could he not be excited?

"Young Master Xia, my name is National Little Wang. You can just call me Little Wang."

National Little Wang quickly told Xia Feng his name.

"Okay, Little Wang, then I'll trouble you," Xia Feng said gratefully.

"No trouble, no trouble. It's my honor to serve Young Master Xia," National Little Wang said, his smile reaching his ears. He glanced at Xia Feng in the rearview mirror, feeling incredibly excited.

After taking the two to have morning tea, National Little Wang drove them directly to Hengtai Real Estate.

Hengtai Real Estate had just developed a villa community. How could such a small matter as buying an apartment be handled by Young Master Xia himself?

National Little Wang had the awareness of being a subordinate and planned to call his father to ask for some money to buy an apartment for Xia Feng.

As soon as they arrived at Hengtai Real Estate, Xia Lin asked with some doubt, "Young Master Wang, why did you bring us here? I can't afford the apartments here."

Shark Platform only had tens of millions. The villas here were at least over a hundred million, right? She didn't have that kind of financial capability.

"It's okay, this development is by an uncle of mine. We can buy one at an internal price later. Since we're here, it's fine to just look even if we don't buy," National Little Wang said, waving his hand.

"Alright then," Xia Lin replied.

"Young Master Xia, Lin'er, please wait here for a moment. I'll make a call to my uncle to ask," National Little Wang said with a smile.

"Okay," Xia Lin nodded.

National Little Wang walked aside and began to dial his father's phone.

"Dad, quickly transfer two hundred million to me." As soon as Old Wang answered the phone, National Little Wang got straight to the point.

"No. You know the company's situation. Where would I get two hundred million for you?" Old Wang refused without even thinking.

In recent years, Yida Group had sold off many of its assets in order to help the company out of its difficulties. In previous years, they had expanded too rapidly, and now Yida Group was in the process of recouping its funds.

Two hundred million was indeed a small sum for the Wang family, but suddenly producing two hundred million in liquid funds still put some pressure on Old Wang.

National Little Wang was not surprised by this result. He had expected it.

"Dad, I'm serious. I'm not joking with you," National Little Wang continued speaking into the phone.

"I'm not joking either. If you want money, there's none. Old Wang said, preparing to hang up the phone.

"Dad, I need the money to buy an apartment for Young Master Xia," National Little Wang said slowly.

It was as if he knew how his father on the other end of the line would eat his words after he said this.

"What did you say you wanted again?" Old Wang asked without any consideration.

"Two hundred million," National Little Wang replied.

"Five hundred million, arriving immediately." Old Wang hung up the phone.

National Little Wang smiled contentedly.

It felt great to latch onto someone powerful and show off. He could show off to his father without any restraint.

National Little Wang suppressed his laughter, and a sense of satisfaction washed over him.

Ding.....

National Little Wang hadn't walked two steps when he received a notification that five hundred million had been deposited.

"Young Master Xia, Lin'er, let's go in," National Little Wang said, walking over.

"Okay, let's go take a look then," Xia Lin nodded.

The three of them began walking towards the sales department.

As soon as they entered the sales department, a sales assistant ran up and respectfully said to National Little Wang, "Young Master Wang, are you here to look at apartments?"

National Little Wang wasn't wearing a mask, and many people recognized him as an internet celebrity.

Especially in sales in Shanghai, who didn't know Young Master Wang?

"No, I'm accompanying my friends to look. Do you have any suitable properties?" National Little Wang asked the sales assistant in front of him.

The beautiful sales assistant glanced at Xia Feng and Xia Lin. Seeing Xia Feng in a long robe with flowing long hair, she found it a bit strange.

However, anyone who could be with Young Master Wang couldn't be ordinary. The beautiful sales assistant enthusiastically introduced various properties to Xia Lin.

"Young Master Wang, how about we forget it? The two of us can't live in such a large apartment, and the apartments here are too expensive," Xia Lin said, looking at National Little Wang.

"Lin'er, you just choose. There's an internal price, and it will be cheaper than buying a two-bedroom apartment," National Little Wang wouldn't let Xia Lin really not buy.

Otherwise, his plan would fall through.

"Alright then," Xia Lin said, seeing that National Little Wang had said so, and began to inquire with the sales assistant.

After Xia Lin chose an apartment, the sales assistant took Xia Lin and Xia Feng to view the property.

"Oh, my stomach hurts a little. You guys go first, I need to go to the restroom. I'll be right back." National Little Wang clutched his stomach, looking uncomfortable.

Xia Feng, however, glanced at National Little Wang without saying anything.

What a clumsy performance.