Chapter 304

After a while, two steaks, Lasa, thick soup and so on.

Song Qingcheng is really hungry, picked up a knife and fork to eat. She doesn't care what image, a piece of steak cut off is a good big piece, into the mouth, the mouth is bulging.

In contrast, Ji Zhengting is gentle, gentle and expensive, cutting the steak on the plate. I look up and find that the steak on someone's plate has gone down two-thirds

If you look at someone eating with relish, you can see that a small face is stuffed with steamed stuffed bun face. The key is that people are eating seriously and don't like it.

Ji Zhengting doesn't know whether to describe himself as an eye opener or a drop.

In short, he felt ashamed.

"What are you looking at me for?" When song Qingcheng was eating, he found that he was looking at himself, and asked without thinking.

Ji Zhengting moved his lips and really wanted to say something, but when he got to his mouth, he choked back and said, "drink some soup."

He pushed the soup in front of her.

Song Qingcheng gave a "Oh" and lowered her head to drink soup.

"Is the steak good?" Ji Zhengting sent a piece of steak in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Song Qingcheng was stunned.

Is it delicious?

The question was so common and simple that she could not answer it.

Just now I was just eating, but I didn't seem to taste it. She is a good child who is not picky about food!

"It's delicious. It's delicious." She said perfunctorily.

They eat so fast, said not delicious not to face it!

"What flavor?" He can see that she is perfunctory. She ate so fast just now. It's strange to know if it's delicious!

"Salty." Song Qingcheng didn't even think about two words.

“……” Ji Zhengting wants to vomit blood.

After that, song Qingcheng finished his meal and urged Ji Zhengting to eat quickly. She was in a hurry and wanted to see the house earlier.

If it is true that the rent of a flat is so high, she may really consider Ji Zhengting's suggestion.

Otherwise, if you pay four or five thousand rent a month, plus the cost of living, you'll have to pay at least six thousand. The little savings in her hand had not been spent in a few years.

But if these rents are used to repay the loan, they are at least building their own houses.

……

After a meal and an hour's delay, song Qingcheng counted the time and was afraid that he would not be able to come back before lunch break.

Ji Zhengting also seems to see her worry, speed up.

About 15 minutes, the car slowed down in a villa area.

Song Qingcheng thought it was very remote and so on. After all, he said he would come for a holiday and it should be a quiet place. However, it's not. It's not only not remote, but also in a good location.

And it looks very mature here. After all, his house was bought three years ago.

Ji Zhengting drove the car inside, turned a corner and stopped at the door of a villa.

Song Qingcheng got off and looked at the villa in front of him. As Ji Zhengting said, this villa is not as big as Ji's. The upper and lower floors are not big, but they look very warm.

Moreover, the villa is surrounded by a large courtyard with lawns and green plants. It is very luxuriant and looks like it has not been inhabited for a long time.

Song Qingcheng looks at him curiously. In the heart is thinking, can be he is deceiving oneself?

Looking at her doubts, Ji Zhengting explained: "although there is no one living here, people come to clean it every day, including caring for flowers and plants."

"Money, willfulness!" Song Qingcheng gave him four words.

"Yes, it's a waste of tens of thousands of yuan a month for nursing care. So I'm going to sell it to Mrs. Ji now. I hope Mrs. Ji can take care of it."

"Tens of thousands of dollars for care?" Song Qingcheng couldn't believe it, "why didn't you say it earlier? I'll take care of you. I'm a florist. "

She can earn tens of thousands of yuan a month. She has to wake up when she falls asleep.

"Here's your chance." I'm afraid someone will cry.

She can't finish the work of several people without eating or drinking.

The Song Dynasty was silent.

Ji Zhengting entered the password on the electronic screen at the door. The door opened and he stood at the door waiting for her to enter.

As the door outside opened, the door inside the villa opened automatically, and two people walked in front of each other.

It's also clean and spotless. The sun just shines into the room through the French windows, bathing the whole living room in the sun.

When you enter the room, you can smell a light and elegant fragrance of flowers, like jasmine and osmanthus. In a word, it smells good.

The first floor is the living room, kitchen, dining room, public toilet, and a room. The place is not too big, but it's full, and there's no extra wasted area.House decoration needless to say, the model room, is usually the top decoration. And people with Ji Zhengting's identity can't use almost anything.

Ji Zhengting took her upstairs. There are two big rooms upstairs. They have their own bathroom and cloakroom. There is a big terrace outside the balcony. It looks like they are ready to bask in the sun.

Plus a small room and storage room, including laundry.

The house is good, nothing to say. But the price of three million

Let song Qingcheng deeply realize, don't say what two fold, equivalent to free.

After leaving the house, Ji Zhengting took her outside for a walk. Although the care is very good, but there are also individual parts of the lawn are yellow, probably because the weather is too cold.

"Do you think this kind of a la carte is more beautiful than this?" Ji Zhengting pointed to a dead lawn.

"Is it too extravagant to plant vegetables in tens of millions of villas?" Song Qingcheng could hear what he said, and most of it was that he wanted to accept the house and let his mother plant a la carte or something here.

This is a euphemistic refusal, Ji Zhengting can hear it, he said: "health is priceless. You should know that it's hard to eat pollution-free green food now. "

I also want to insist that she accept it.

"Then why do you spend tens of thousands of yuan a month to turn this place into a park instead of finding several farmers to plant a vegetable garden here?" Song Qingcheng looks at him.

A key question.

Ji Zhengting also looked into her eyes, quiet and calm, "the garden has to grow its own to feel."

In fact, he didn't plant it.

Song Qingcheng raised his lips, "Ji Zhengting, I know what you mean. But I really can't accept your great help. The market value of this villa will not be less than 50 million, and the price you give me I'm afraid you can only buy one room? "