Moreover, he did not completely overthrow it and redecorate it. Many parts of the villa have not changed much, and they don't even need to be changed.
If it is a villa with a few thousand square meters, or a super large palace and castle, let alone 20 million, 2 billion will not necessarily be able to live.
Li Mingzhu glanced at Lin Xian's expression and suggested: "Mr. Lin, if there is no problem, can we sign the contract?"
"Okay, after signing the contract, you can arrange for a decorator as soon as possible. I will move in after ten days!"
Lin Xian ordered.
"No problem!"
Li Mingzhu nodded, stood up and said: "Wait, two of you, I'll print the contract."
Soon, she came back with the contract.
As a result, Lin Xian glanced roughly at the contract and found that there was no problem.
A very conventional decoration agreement contract, 20% of the project payment is paid first, 80% after the completion of the project, 95% after the project is checked and accepted, and a 5% quality deposit is reserved. After one year, it is determined that the quality of the decoration is no problem. Then pay the last 5%.
The renovation project takes 10 days. If the time limit is exceeded, 50% of the project cost will be deducted.
50% can be quite a lot, which is enough to ten million.
Therefore, Li Mingzhu will guarantee that the decoration will be completed within ten days no matter what.
Otherwise, Zhang Peng will definitely let her go out of her way if she loses so much money.
After prepaid 20% of the project payment, Lin Xian chuckled lightly: "I said hello to the property, and you can speak at any time."
"Mr. Lin, don't worry, after ten days, I promise you can move in" Li Mingzhu promised with a smile.
"Hmm! See you later!"
Lin Xian smiled slightly and took Zhang Mengyao towards the elevator.
After arriving in the parking lot and getting in the car, Zhang Mengyao asked, "Lin Xian, where do we go next?"
"Go to the hotel!"
Lin Xian joked with a smile.
Na Chengxiang Zhang Mengyao was surprised, and hurriedly waved his hand: "No way, no way!"
Upon seeing this, Lin Xian couldn't help being stunned.
He just joked casually, never expected that Zhang Mengyao would react so much.
Moreover, the two have gone to the hotel many times. Although they have not broken through the last level of relationship, they have slept together with their arms around, not ten times or eight times.
Why is she so resistant today?
Seeing Lin Xian eyeing herself suspiciously, Zhang Mengyao lowered her head with a guilty conscience, and said weakly, "Lin Xian, not today. How about... wait for your birthday, right?"
Birthday?
Lin Xian was taken aback for a moment, and when he reacted, he was immediately happy
Holding back his smile, he sternly said: "This is what you said, don't regret it again then. You have let me off several times, and you are almost an ace pigeon."
"What ace pigeon, it's so terrible!"
Zhang Mengyao spit out angrily, and at the same time stretched out a small hand and patted him.
It's just that a shallow layer of blush on her cheeks exposed her shyness.
Suppressing the shyness in her heart, Zhang Mengyao changed the subject and said, "Since you are fine in the afternoon, please accompany me to get the painting!"
"Okay!"
Lin Xian nodded, started the car, and steadily drove out of the parking lot.
The antique trading market on the weekend was as lively as it was last time.
But in another alley not far away, it was particularly deserted.
Lin Xian and Zhang Mengyao walked into Wenfangzhai together holding hands.
When I walked into the store, I saw the boss smoking a pipe while reading a book.
Seeing the two, the old man smiled and said: "Oh, it just happened to be here, just about to take the phone to inform you to come and get the painting."
"Thank you boss!"
Zhang Mengyao smiled and thanked her, looking very expectant.
Three-point painting, seven-point mounting.
The painting itself is already beautiful enough, what kind of picture will it look like after careful mounting.
Thinking of this, the expectation in her heart grew stronger.
Upon seeing this, the old man shouted at the shop: "Little Qi, take out the painting I mounted today."
Soon, a twenty-seven-year-old young lady walked out after wrapping the painting cluster screen with a pair of rawhide paper.
The old man put down his pipe and introduced with a smile, "This is my granddaughter, Xiao Qi, this is the Mr. Lin Xian I told you about."
The fifty-ninth chapter card game!
The small Qi Yan value is very ordinary, but it seems that because of the long-term contact with calligraphy and painting, she has a unique temperament and makes her feel very comfortable.
"Hello!"
Lin Xian nodded with a smile and said hello.
Xiao Qi looked at him with interest, handed over the painting, and said, "You are Mr. Lin Xian. Grandpa told me a few days ago that you are only 18 years old. I still don't believe it!"
When she first saw this painting that day, she was shocked.
I can't believe it, this painting was by an eighteen-year-old boy.
Now seeing the Lord, she finally believed it.
At the same time, I sighed in my heart that there really is no shortage of genius in this world.
The old man took a mouthful of cigarettes and said, "Look at the painting, according to the rules, it has nothing to do with me after going out of this door. So, you guys see clearly!"
"Okay!"