Chapter 113

"What? You want to buy a house?" Han Xiao was dumbfounded. He and his wife are middle-class, but they have spent so many years in Beijing to get a loan to buy this apartment. Up to now, the loan has not been paid off.

In fact, let alone him, any parents tell their son when he is 20 that they want to buy a house in the capital. It is estimated that they can't calm down.

"Well, you smelly boy, how much private money do you hide behind my back?" Dong Jie and Han Xiao reacted completely and blew up after listening.

Han Fei was grabbed by Dong Jie's ear. He was also stupid. He didn't expect Dong Jie's reaction to his house purchase?

"Hiss ~ ~ ~ it hurts ~ ~ ~ what are you doing? I didn't steal it or rob it..." Han Fei quickly winked at Han Xiao and said: take care of your daughter-in-law.

As a result, the goods didn't mean to help at all. They actually picked up a handful of melon seeds and ate them. It was clear that they wanted to see a play.

Han Fei saw that if you die, we'll die together and report it quickly: "Mom, in fact, I discussed it with old Han, and he agreed."

"What?" Han Xiao almost blacked out at the moment. The smelly boy's heart is so vicious.

Sure enough, Dong Jie immediately pointed the gun at her husband. After all, her son is going to grow up, but her husband is a person who lives with her all her life. She will never tolerate her husband playing tricks with her.

"No, wife, listen to me. This smelly boy framed me. I didn't know he had so much money." Han Xiao complained repeatedly.

Han Fei snickered. Who let you just see my joke? You deserve it? Of course, the most important thing is that this is your daughter-in-law. You have to be responsible to the end. You can't let your daughter-in-law harm your son, can you?

It took almost a quarter of an hour for the farce to end under Han Xiao's repeated oath. Han Fei thought it was over. Unexpectedly, Dong Jie sat there and cried.

This really frightened Han Fei. In her memory, Dong Jie never cried in front of him.

"You two have no conscience, big and small, buying a house without telling me. Are you going to move there and let me stay here alone? I'm sorry for you......" Dong Jie cried more and more.

Han Fei quickly handed over a paper towel and admitted his mistake: "Oh, mom, I was wrong. Lao Han actually didn't know I wanted to buy a house. I cheated him. In fact, I didn't buy a house to live."

Up to now, Han Fei can only tell the truth. Dong Jie was skeptical and stopped crying. She just asked nervously, "really? You didn't lie to me? Didn't you hate me and want to move out?"

"How can I? I have to cook and wash clothes by myself. How tired I am. I'm not stupid." Han Fei quickly coaxed.

Dong Jie turned her anger into anger: "smelly boy, in your eyes, does your mother play such a role?"

A family storm finally passed, but Han Fei was really unhappy. In the future, he will enter the film and television industry. This industry is notoriously busy, and Dong Jie herself is very sensitive. This contradiction is almost irreconcilable.

Han Fei suddenly had an idea, and then looked at Han Xiao maliciously.

Han Xiao trembled when his son stared at him

The Beijing Film and Television Academy is located in the West Tucheng Road of Haidian. The house in this area highlights the word - expensive! The average price is 10 square meters.

Han Fei's total income over the past two years has reached 6.7 million, which is arguably a high income. However, he can only buy small houses of about 50 square meters here. He has to sigh that there are really many rich people in China.

House viewing is a technical and individual activity. At this time, Dong Jie is naturally required. It is said that when she bought a house, she fought with a group of sales ladies in the sales office, and finally got a discount of 9.5%.

It's OK for Han Fei to think about it. Dong Jie's participation also saved her from wishful thinking. Then she looked at the real estate crazily and tossed for a week. Finally, she gave the house, with a total price of 5.6 million and 58 square meters. Although it's only a small house type, Han Fei was stared at by the sales lady when signing the contract.

"I can't see. This family is so rich? The child looks like he's only twenty years old? He'll buy a new house?"

"Woodlouse is not, the rich world, you do not understand, but the whole family, such large-sized apartment as a new house?" it's not a joke? This is a temporary residence.

In fact, many people come to see the house during the Chinese New Year. Some young men and women envy it. Of course, they envy Han Fei's good parents

Han Fei has a saying in his heart that MMP doesn't know what to say. This is his money. How can he force the old Han couple?

Alas, the joy of buying a house suddenly lost half.

"Eh, isn't this elder sister Dong? You come to see the house?" it's really where we don't meet in life. A woman in a professional suit took a Mediterranean uncle and recognized Dong Jie as soon as she came in.

Dong Jie's face became a little strange and forced out a smile: "yes, come to see the house, Xiaoli, what are you?"

"Xiao Li" didn't avoid it at all, and pulled uncle Mediterranean to come over: "sister Dong, you have a great sense of financial management. Those little girls in the office always say you are stingy behind your back. Look, there are all the second suites, tut tut tut."

"Actually......" Dong Jie was a little stunned. Did the girl misunderstand something? Where are the two suites? This room has nothing to do with her at all.

Xiaoli admires: "is Han Fei your son's name? Gao! It's really high. In this way, even if you increase the real estate tax in the future, you're also the first house."

"......" Dong jieleng was stunned by her. Is this girl too clever?

"Hey, honey, why don't we buy a house here? Maybe we can be neighbors with sister Dong?" Xiaoli said with her arms around Mediterranean uncle Jiao Didi.

The Mediterranean uncle estimated that his bones were crisp and nodded again and again, but when the sales lady took the house type map to show them, the meat on the Mediterranean uncle's face shook and could only smile awkwardly: "well, why don't we change the floor? These house types are not very good."

As soon as the sales lady heard it, she knew that this must be shy in her pocket. She despised her face but catered: "this gentleman is right. The bigger the house is, the better. The most important thing is comfort. A smaller area makes it more warm and home."

Han Fei has gone through the formalities and paid the full amount. Dong Jie said hello to Xiao Li. The family took the key and went back to discuss the decoration plan.

Finally, Xiaoli and Mediterranean uncle watched for a long time and also fell in love with a small house type. Mediterranean uncle made a decision after seeing the house structure and model room: "why not this one? The lighting and orientation are very good."

When handling the loan, Xiao Li asked curiously, "Hey, the lady just now, how many years did they do the loan?"

"Ms. Dong? They didn't apply for a loan. They bought a house with all the money." the sales lady was stunned.

"All... All?" Xiaoli and uncle Mediterranean looked at each other.